Gathering: New Year's Eve Gala

[concierge]

The annual Nexus New Year's Eve gala began at 8 in the evening. Too grand to be contained by the lobby or dining hall, the gardens at the front of the hotel were employed, with long strings of white lights forming a twinkling canopy from the front doors all the way to the hedge maze. The weather was temperate and calm, and the night perfectly clear.

Drinks were served at various bars set up throughout the gardens and lobby, with champagne cocktails being the specialty of the night. Wheeling through the crowd was a bartender with golden cart providing warm drinks on the go: Tom and Jerrys, rum punch, negus, and Irish coffee.

Crisply-dressed wait staff wove through the collected guests with an abundance of hors d'oeuvres for all different tastes. The Bistro remained open with a limited selection of items for those who were wanting something more substantial.

Above the front doors was hung a large, gold-rimmed clock counting down the last hours, minutes, and seconds of the current year.

Comments

[sawny]

"Nay, I know the outcome. We lost, terribly, and I damn near lost my life. I'm an outlaw," Jamie points out.

"So staying here is probably better for everyone involved."

[averygoodshot]

"Ah." And with that, Aramis smiles, raising his glass in a toast. "I have also found that my being here seems less problematic than at home."

So, cheers to that, Jamie.

[sawny]

"Aye? What's keeping you here, then, if you dinna mind me asking it of you?" Jamie knows a man might need a secret and he's not one to grudge them. Even still, seems a strange thing to agree with for the most part. Most men want to go home again.

[averygoodshot]

"Suffice to say that I ... have perhaps ventured beyond my station," Aramis says. Even here, he feels the compulsion to protect Queen Anne and what they had, even if it is in the past.

"And in that, I endangered not only myself, but my closest friends and colleagues, only just escaping with my life."

[sawny]

"That'll about do it," Jamie says, wincing in sympathy for that. "Sometimes ye make the best decision ye can, in the moment, and it turns out to not be the right one. It's not the fault of the man, ye ken, but the situation."

[averygoodshot]

"Oh, some would disagree," Aramis says, seeing Athos across the room. Aramis is responsible for much of what has gone wrong, Athos would say and he'd be right.

It has been what as guided much of what Aramis has been thinking about since being in the Nexus.

"This Hotel is an entirely different situation, isn't it? I hope your wife finds her way here, monsieur."