open | happy (earth) new year, everyone!

[genice]

WHO: Any and all!
WHERE: 2nd residential floor lounge
WHEN: OOCly 12/31; today.
WHAT: Victor's ICly claimed the day as being the 31st, and subsequently celebrating the "New Year" with anyone who comes by! After sending out a post on the network inviting any of the new arrivals via anomalies to attend, people are welcome to come enjoy a probably very random seeming New Years celebration.
WARNINGS: There is food and alcohol here, beware!

The lounges are interesting spaces, and Victor didn't hesitate to roll up his sleeves and rearrange furniture in this section of the middle floor lounge. A cheery wave to anyone wandering through earlier on the 31st (by his calendar, he's quite cheerful in acknowledging how arbitrary that really is) while he goes about arranging things to his satisfaction, before he jets off again to finish preparing his olivie salad.

It's nowhere near fancy, but he's shown up again with a big, borrowed bowl from his work, containing the closest approximation of olivie salad he'd been able to manage working with the supplies he found on board. There's a tablecloth tossed over the table he's appropriated for holding the foodstuffs, along with simple plates, utensils, cups and bubbling wines (three, okay, that's toeing the line of careful financial management). He's even figured out how to get music playing, though it's hard to say if there's any unifying theme to what plays.

Perhaps the most ridiculous part of any of this is how he's constructed a small cone cap for the brown, fuzzy creature that had been delivered to his bunk last week. That it's a shaved ice cone inverted with the words "Happy New Year" written on it amuses him. The unidentified creature simply coos and purrs and wears the cone hat, not moving off the smaller table it's been set on.

"Happy New Year!" he says to just about anyone walking by, tipping his (oh so classy) cup their way with a smile. Welcome to the party. Bring something to contribute to the table? Very welcome to the party!

[ ooc: please tag in with your own top levels and enjoy a relaxed, informal celebration of the new year (per Victor)! ]

Comments

[yokunaru]

[Yuuri tenses up under Lando's hand. He's just trying to be nice, he thinks to himself furiously, resisting the urge to pull away. He's in the same situation you are.

He relaxes a smidgen at the thought, finally nodding slightly.]

"Shocking" is kind of an understatement. [Yuuri manages to smile at Lando weakly.] Have you--have you been here a long time?

[bespin]

[ Lando can sense the kid tense up, but he doesn't remove his hand just yet. He's just that kind of guy. ]

About a week, I think.

[ Finally, his hand drops, returning to his plate of empanadas. ] They've set me up with some retail job... I'm not sure how long I can hack it, if I'm honest.

[yokunaru]

A week.. that's only a little longer than I've been here.

[At the mention of job, though, Yuuri seems to shed some of his hesitation and makes a face like he just bit into something extremely sour.]

I know the feeling. They wanted me to work as a hair removal technician, and I have no idea how I'm supposed to do any of that.

[bespin]

[ Lando chuckles. He can only imagine what sort of work a hair removal technician gets up to. ]

I'd think it involves getting up close and personal with your clients. Just pray you don't get a wookiee walking in.

[yokunaru]

That's the thing. I'd really rather not get up close and personal with a stranger.

[His brows scrunch together in his distress.]

Um, what's a wookiee?

[bespin]

Sentient race from my galaxy. Seven feet tall, covered in hair.

[ That said, ] Is there anything keeping you from finding a different position?

[yokunaru]

[Though at first puzzled, Yuuri's eyes widen once he realizes what that would have meant for him.] Oh. That would probably be a problem. Um, there aren't any wookiees here, are there?

I didn't think we could change jobs this quickly. [He frowns.] I know my--my coach from home wants me to run an ice rink with him, but it's not going to be finished for a while.

[bespin]

I haven't seen any. But then again, you never know who might show up these days.

[ A look of recognition crosses Lando's features. ]

Oh, you know Victor! Unless there's someone else wanting to run an ice rink around here?

[yokunaru]

Probably not. I think we're the only figure skaters on board right now. [His expression lights up immediately when Viktor's brought up, though he doesn't realize it.]

You've met Viktor already?