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

Re: Martha Jones - OTA

[legendthatwas]

"So they aren't, then?" Martha said, a little taken aback. She reached out and put her hand on Olaf's shoulder. "I'm sorry, I hadn't thought it through. I gather from a friend who's pretty...er, long-lived, that that's damn rough."

Re: Martha Jones - OTA

[trulyoracular]

"It's not easy," Olaf agrees, feeling like it's a solid understatement, but he'd rather not fixate on the past. "Besides, I've found it much, much easier to enjoy myself with one-night stands," he says with a wink. "No permanent attachments, no heartbreak."

Re: Martha Jones - OTA

[legendthatwas]

Martha, to be honest, has always had trouble with one-night stands; she eventually gave them up about a year into uni as drunken pulls had lost a lot of appeal the less she drank. The less she had time to drink.

"No heartbreak, easier said than done," she retorts with a smirk. "Could be leaving a trail of broken hearts behind you, you'd never know!"