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

[sawny]

"Aye? Well, if you've a mind to teach me, I've a mind to learn." Jamie has always been of the opinion that a good mind is in need of a whetstone and that even the keenest intellect wants for sharpening once in a while. He feels that learning some of Martha (and Claire's, at that) trade might give him something to occupy his time while he bides in the Nexus.

"I'd like to know how to save a life with something more than just my wits."

Re: Martha Jones - OTA

[legendthatwas]

"Excellent," Martha says; though she's sure the hotel staff are all first-aid trained, it certainly can't hurt to have a good first responder about the place, particularly one who doesn't just up and leave periodically by chance.

She slurps the last out of her glass. "Though I'm assuming you know how to bandage things up, somewhat, if you've been in battle?"

Re: Martha Jones - OTA

[sawny]

"I do," Jamie confirms. "And I ken about those wee buggers what make ye sick. Germs, aye? Ye must have wine or fire to keep them out, from what Claire tells me. That sounds about right, doesna?"

Re: Martha Jones - OTA

[legendthatwas]

Of course, germ theory hadn't existed yet--Martha decides to blame this momentary startlement on the booze. "Yeah, germs. Alcohol stops them from breeding, and heat kills them," she explains. "Though there are different kinds of germs, and...this is probably a conversation best had sober, it's all going to seem like a load of rubbish to you."

Half-shouted across a crowded bar, too.

Re: Martha Jones - OTA

[sawny]

"Ye stay in the hotel most of the time, do ye? We could have some tea and chat about it, teach me what ye know? I'd like to learn it," Jamie confirms. It's the first time he's been excited about something in a while and it feels good to have a drive and a desire to make a difference in the world."

Re: Martha Jones - OTA

[legendthatwas]

"Here's my room number," Martha says, and tries not to feel like this is sort of the equivalent of giving someone your phone number. "Because that'd be brilliant. Tea and some biscuits and cardiopulmonary resuscitation, it's a game plan."