#vivaeventstart

[vivaxkarma]

“This is the first time I can honestly say that I’m drinking for a good cause.” Karma said as she grabbed the drinks from the passing tray. She felt a bit stiff in her dress, but she was determined to loosen up for the night. “A good cause other than my own lack of sobriety, I mean.”

[marcsandoval]

Well this night was turning out to be absolute shit. Marc had been trapped into buying a ticket for a girl and while on his way to drop his dogs off at home, she had called to tell him she was not going. He debated not going, it was definitely not his scene, despite having the money, but he also bought the tickets already. There was no point not going. Unfortunately when he went to take his dogs to the dog motel, two of them refused to get out.

“Titan. Hercules,” he looked in at them. “Get the fuck out.” When they did not move, Marc sighed. “Fine, you win, but you get monkey suits too. I am not suffering alone.” And off he went to the store to buy his two dogs some suits. After they were dressed, Marc headed to the charity. When he got to the ball, he waited until there was a large group before weaseling his way in with his obedience school trained pups. Once inside, he looked around before heading over to a table.

[jessica-walker]

Jessica hadn’t originally planned on attending the ball, using a variety of ways to try and wiggle her way out of it (”It’s not my scene”, “I can’t afford a nice enough dress”).  At the end of the day however, her boss just had to trot out the story about she and her husband attending every year and that this would be the first year that she was on her own.      After raiding the store to find something suitable for such a formal event, Jessica accepted the ticket and the fact that she was going to be rubbing elbows with people who ordinarily wouldn’t even give her a second glance.

The sight within the convention center hadn’t surprised her - men and women decked to the nines.  What had surprised her however, was the fact that the sweet little old woman who had convinced her to come in the first place had bailed, leaving her completely on her own.   Making her way to the bar (one she hoped was an open bar), she found herself muttering, “Please tell me that I’m not the only one who is this level of uncomfortable.  How long do you think we have until the good, prim-and-proper Las Vegas Elite gets incredibly shit-faced and start coming on to each other?”

[ohcecilia]

“Are you planning to bid at all tonight?” Cecilia asked as she brushed her blonde hair behind her ear. She had been surveying the crowd around her as she sipped at another glass of chilled champagne - she couldn’t remember how many had come before but an easy smile was now on her face - when she felt someone’s presence saddle up next to her. 

[nakomalocklear-blog]

This was the most posh thing that Nakoma had ever been to. Normally she was more of a behind the scenes or sweatpants kind of girl. But it was a charity event and her stunt company had paid for them to go and make a good impression. Nakoma was actually excited to get away from personal training and stunt work for a day. She had taken the whole day to get ready and found the perfect dress a few weeks back. With a little help from the stunt team’s style and make up artists, she looked and felt like a million dollars. Nakoma called upon an Uber and headed to the event. And when she got there, she was completely thrown back by the decorations and whole feel of it. 

“Somebody pinch me,” she cooed to herself as she grabbed onto a pillar and did a little spin around it. She felt like a little kid but it was honestly the coolest thing she had been to in a long time and she was eager to see what else was to come as she chuckled softly with amusement.

[hazel--williams]

"Okay so these glasses are really fancy. Do you think I could get one into my bag without anyone noticing?" Hazel grinned at the other. What was a fancy party without a little mischief?

[lucas-whitton]

Lucas wasn't all that comfortable at these things. It was such a departure from what he was used to. At least when he was behind the bar at an event there was a tangible barrier. He was a little out of his element here. His head in the clouds, Lucas failed to notice when he rounded a corner- almost knocking someone off their feet. "-oh shit." He moved to help them up. "I'm so sorry. I totally didn't see you there."

[tinoafx-blog]

“-Tell ya what, let me buy you a drink,” Tino offered with a smirk on his face. Out of pure habit, he was slightly twisting the gold watch around his wrist with the opposite hand. “Mission accomplished on the coordinator’s part, I’m feeling nice and fuckin’ charitable tonight.”