Snippet #2714453

"Look, I'm just gonna put it out there... I'm-..." A hiccup tore through the drunk's frame, his slurred words stuttering on his tongue as the interruption caused his attention to temporarily drift, hazy eyes focusing on some spot behind Greer's shoulder before returning to her breasts. Only after a pointed cough did the demigod raise his gaze to the blonde's face, sloppy smile grinning wider as he swayed closer. "We're, like, a good pair. Compati-... compatible I mean."

"Mmhmm." Greer hummed in agreement, humouring her peer as he sloshed back another sip of his alcohol. She bit back a grin and leaned in, her own half-empty drink clutched in her hand. "You know, I find that all the guys I'm truly compatible with have a really spontaneous side."

"Oh yeah! That's me. Mr Spontaneity." The son of Zeus slurred his words so much that Greer almost missed them, but she'd been around enough drunks before to translate slurring into relatively sober-talk. Or, as near sober as she could be after a drink and a half of whatever was on tap.

Raising her brows questioningly, Greer faked scepticism, "I'm not sure..."

"No, Greer, trust me, I'm-..." -hiccup- "...-super in the moment. Watch me."

Greer fought and lost a battle to restrain her laugh, the sound erupting from her lips as the demigod proceeded to prove his spontaneity by wiggling his arms around in what some might consider a dance. He looked more like a bloated, dying jellyfish.

"Well... " Greer cleared her throat, leaning in closer as her plot reached climax, "That's not much proof, but you could... She paused for effect.

"I could what?"

"No, nothing, it's stupid. You wouldn't do it."

"I would!"

"Are you sure?"

"Try me babe."

With a faux-casual shrug, Greer relented. "How about you streak? Liven the party up a bit?"

The son of Zeus was out of his clothes in no time, stumbling slightly as he cheered into the deafening party music, chugging the rest of his drink and throwing the plastic cup over his head. Greer, keeping her gaze on his face, laughed loudly as he threw off his last item of clothing before proceeding to start his lap through the party. His naked state caused more than a few concerned students to jump out of his way, and Greer thought Ellis Buckley might pass-out with disgust when the naked demigod almost fell straight into him.

Shaking her head, the daughter of Hera left her friend's clothes piled where they fell, sure that some son of Hermes with enough initiative would know what to do with the clothing. Instead, Greer headed towards one of the bars, needing to refill her emptying cup. She didn't plan on getting drunk tonight, not when she needed her head working for the Agon, but a little liquid warmth never hurt. She was just in time to see Abby Jarvis providing her own sort of entertainment for the party, which took the form of her beating him a particularly irritating redhead.

"You sure know how to liven up a party." Greer grinned as she came up beside the daughter of Ares. She nodded a greeting at the other girls, not really knowing Lottie or her friends all that well. "Do you think if I asked nicely you'd knock-out some other idiots too?"

She was teasing of course, but as she went to add in a comment stating as much Greer heard a shout of the music that belonged to the son of Zeus she'd just convinced to streak, "My clothes! Where are my clothes?!"

Ellis was here, alone. He didn't know what was worse, that he was actually here at the party, or that he was alone. Being here, at the party meant that he was suddenly surrounded by numerous people he disliked and deliberately tried to avoid during school. Being here alone meant that he had no one to handle conversation when he himself didn't want to. Of course, being alone meant that he was able to slink back into the shadows whenever he wanted, unobserved by the majority of the drinking and dancing neon-clad revellers.

The quiet son of Hades planned on doing just that - the slinking into the shadows, not joining the neon revellers - but just as his eyes were searching for an appropriately dark corner to hide in, a rather loud, inebriated and naked son of Zeus hollered something into the air, almost tripped on his own feet, and half fell into the much smaller, and much more sober Ellis.

"SORRY KID!" The streaker apologised, slurring in Ellis' ear as he used Ellis to steady himself. As soon as he had his feet, the nude demigod let out another loud shout of energy - almost deafening Ellis in the process - and proceeded to run off again. Ellis stood stock still for a while, his face red, his body itching with the need to clean himself now.

Suppressing a shudder and avoiding the eyes of anyone who had seen the incident, Ellis quickly made an escape for the nearest corner, breathing a sigh of relief as he wrapped the silky shadows around his shoulders. Of course, given all the neon lights washing over the party, it was hard to maintain the shadows, which only made Ellis frown more as his eyes scanned the party for the girl who had forced him into coming in the first place.

"I swear, if Aya isn't here soon I'm leaving." Ellis muttered to himself, stepping back and out of the way of a pair of inebriated twin daughters of Poseidon.

He went stumbling back again as the dancing crowd pushed towards him, and quickly Ellis decided that his position wasn't safe. He edged his way around the crowd until finding himself at a collection of seats. Joaquin Wolf sat at one, looking like he was enjoying the party as much as Ellis was.

"Do you mind?" He asked, nodding to the seat beside Joaquin, speaking louder than normal so that he be heard over the thudding music. Digging his hands into his pockets, he waited for a sign before sitting, gaze flicking around the party as he bit his lip, wondering if he was now expected to talk to the other demigod or if it would be fine to just sit in silence. Ellis wasn't the best at small talk, preferring silences, but he also hated parties and yet here he was.

"So, ah... how are you?" Well, that was eloquent.