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

[averygoodshot]

What, and blur his vision?

Perhaps. But Aramis knows that being with the Queen is impossible. A relationship only endangers all of them. He must be smart about this. He must not put his heart first.

Athos has already indicated he has no faith in Aramis. Aramis, for his part, is determined to prove him wrong.

He smiles at what Porthos says, though and clasps his shoulder. "Let us drink then."

[praiseandglory]

"Let's drink some more," he agrees, and claps his hand on Aramis's back. Drink some more, and then find some female company. That sounds like a lovely plan.

[averygoodshot]

And if that doesn't work, at least they will have an adventure to look forward to.