#rivalsofnyc:event

[isaacthedevil]

@rivalsofnycstarters​

Location: Moonlight

Open: Devils only

Isaac was walking through the makeshift hospital ER they had working in the main room of the club. He knew Sterling was ok, but Quinn and Skylar were being attended to still. He was barking out orders at whoever was around. He saw a prospect who appeared to be watching a video on his phone and his head almost exploded. “Do you really think now is the fucking e to do that? Get you ass back to assisting. Do whatever the fuck Spencer and Charlie tell you. You hear me?” The edge on his voice was dangerous and venomous. The prospect was smart and didn’t argue. He felt someone come up behind him and he turned around to see who it was. His eyes narrowed and he was ready to snap at whoever it was that decided now was the time to bother him. “Yes?” He said, his tone sharp before he even saw who it was.

[malcalcott]

open event starter;

There were few things that could force Malcolm into a suit, despite how the loudness all of his suits for such events may make it seem as if he enjoyed wearing them, and that was his friends or the chance to piss of a Devil. That night, he had the distinct pleasure of roving about the venue due to both. Casting a glance over at Payton, who had been the one to truly prompt his attendance that evening, Malcolm took note of those around his best friend. He had to gauge the level of threat his VP was facing as his SoA before letting his eyes take an appreciative sweep over Payton in a well-fitting suit now as the guy who had sucked him off in the back room of the Ace only a few days prior. Pulling his eyes from the other man, Malcolm scanned the rest of the crowd roving about.

The event was tense. Malcolm figured that everyone could feel it, even the civilians who were not quite sure what had truly gone done the past few weeks with the death of the detective and now the fire. Tensions were high and Malc was happy to make them higher. “Smells like smoke and a hell of a lot of pussy ass shit- no doubt there’s a demon nearby.” He drawled out loudly, dark eyes settling on a nearby figure.

[shapeitupliam]

@rivalsofnycstarters​

It was his first big event out with Owen. He was nervous, but he wasn’t going to let that ruin it. There were a couple of people he didn’t have a chance to talk to before the night and tell them, so this was a big coming out party for him too. The two of them had walked in hand in hand and had even kissed for the camera’s. So if he wasn’t out before, he definitely was now. Owen had been swept away with some people and Liam took the moment to step away and catch his breath. He was staring at the man he loved work the room with people that so obviously adored him when he heard his name. He turned and smiled at them. “Hi.” He said in return smiling at them.

[benxedd]

It was safe to say that Benjamin Eddington was in the doghouse with his girlfriend. All he wanted to do was have a nice night, and not talk about topics he knew would ruin the incredible moment of learning they were going to be parents. Of course, life wasn’t that simple when you love a beautiful yet stubborn woman like Emmaline Otterly. He watched her talk to others, in her stunning gown, and all he wanted was to be by her side. Though that wasn’t an option, not while he was in the doghouse. He stood near the bar, and made sure to keep eyes on the woman he valued most important in his life. The last event they attended together also didn’t end well. The last thing he needed was for that to re-occur, especially now knowing how fragile her body was. He finished his drink before placing the glass on the bartop. “Another please,” He ordered. 

[thejanemercer]

open event starter @rivalsofnycstarters​

“Yep, you just focus your phone’s camera here on this and then click the link that pops up at the top! It will take you straight to a page that I curated linking you to several petitions and organizations involving LGBTQ+ legislation, cases, and more that are going on right here in NYC!” Jane was telling anyone who was within a 10-foot radius as she happily moved through the streets of New York, feeling invigorated by the liveliness of the crowd all around her.

[theainnyc]

Open Event Starter

Thea pulled at the soft, floating layers of her dress' wide skirts which revealed the lovely array of soft colours that blended together into black, adjusting its rather uncomfortable hem to make it slightly more bearable. In truth the young woman hated events like these, yet she needed to be here in support of Amelia; not to mention that if she wanted the Krongolds to take her interest in the Royals more resolutely, she had to prove that she was willing to play the games. Sighing slightly as she approached the ticket taker, a placating smile found itself curling on the corners of her lips as she passed the paper over to the stranger. 

Her emerald eyes scanned the crowd as she moved lackadaisically through the throng of bodies, feeling slightly suffocated and moving towards a random blackjack table. The brunette had never been much of a gambler, yet she'd been challenging so many of her base idiosyncrasies lately that she wasn't sure who she was anymore regardless. Settling into the cushioned chair, her green irises caught the light as they swiveled up to observe the other players of the table she'd just joined. Grinning with her teeth at the others, she nodded in greeting. 

[ckrongold]

   Putting on his best face and personality forward, Chris continued the role he was to play for the evening. Their last name would be front and center for the evening, which meant that he needed to do his best and present quite the image for all the guests. Regardless of the closeness, he simply would have to smile and feign being the sociable one.

   As a passing waiter carried a tray full of champagne flutes, Chris plucked two glasses, before offering it. ❝Have a drink, please.❞ Holding it out for the other to take, he insisted. ❝The night is young. Do enjoy yourself..❞

[paytonfischer]

Having lost his brother in the crowds, which really just meant he was probably off with Dilan somewhere, Payton found himself eyeing the neon-lit up rides. “How do you feel about Ferris Wheels?” He asked, glimpsing towards the next person who approached him. “I have an extra ticket, and no one to join me.”