Finding a Weakness /IC\ kissesandhugs & Jealous Angel D

[Jealous Angel D]

OOC

There was no such thing as a simple event. Whether it was a birthday or the opening of a new business the people invited were the same and the decorations always had to be perfectly planned. The lights, flowers, and fabrics that covered the outdoor area were different, yet the amazement was definitely no longer there. While the situation was very ordinary, typical, and boring for James Wesley Chapman, the man did his best to suppress any such thoughts that might appear as expressions upon his face.

He mingled with a glass in his hand as he greeted the guests that mingled around discussing business and personal matters. Perhaps he could have come up with an excuse to avoid this gathering – however, the occasion required him to attend. Not only had Chapman Industries expanded foreign markets, but it was also his father’s birthday. Therefore it was his duty to entertain some of the guests while his father received many well wishes.

However, while conversations repeated themselves and it became almost robot to report on his plans or the company’s plans for the future, the routine was comforting. After the chaos of the morning, it was nice to return to life. There was no need for that accident to interfere with the present or even the future.

[kissesandhugs]

"Ah god, do I have to really come to this party?" She groaned at her father who had apparently planned to go to this party of his friends. Yes, it was apparent but she never knew she had to go too. It had already been a stressful day with some high class idiot and now she really wasn't in the mood to get all dressed up and pretty. "Oh darling, it'll be good for you to go to a party and maybe I can get you a better job" She re quoted her fathers begging words as she began trying to find some at least decent and comfy for her to wear. No, there was no need for a real fancy dress. Grabbing at a black top which had a few fancy jems sewed on around the neck line, along with that she placed on a denim skirt and made sure it wasn't too short although she had slim legs and everything she wore made it look shorter than it was.

The car trip wasn't that long, it was just down the high street and viola they were there. It was kind of weird that she hadn't met this friend of her father before but apparently they were old school buddies and remained close. Her eyes scanned up at the tall house and began to wonder what kind of evening this was going to be, her father patting her arm as they were chauffeured into the building and instantly given a glass of champagne. "So, your friend... he's a snob" it rolled off her tongue before she could even think about it and her father hushed her and gave her a unimpressed look before turning and saying a welcome to some people he somehow knew. She felt out of place, why did she feel so out of place, well they seemed to have it all.. Staring around the big room she noticed people were chatting and laughing, even some dancing to some ball room music.

Noticing her father was beckoning her over to him which he stood with one guy, as she began walking over she caught a glimpse of that guy and froze, her eyes quickly making sure it was the him, it was.. the same guy from this morning and decided she really didn't want him to notice she had come here. Her hands reached out for a tree in a big pot which really didn't go well in the room but who was she to criticize them other than the fact that they were most likely to be snobs. Dragging it along the floor as she scurried behind many people who groaned disgustedly at her as she bumped into them but tried so hard not to get caught by him. He seemed to look more like an idiot than he did this morning and she moaned as she quickly stood from behind the tree and made sure not to be facing his way.

"Hi, sorry, that tree... it looked better over here.." The two men gave her a curious look and pushed that weird moment aside and her father introduce her to his friend that he'd been going on about the whole car ride.

[Jealous Angel D]

James took a sip of his drink as he listened to the elderly woman explain about how her trip to Africa. He doubted that her elderly husband had fought off a lion with his bare hands, however, he was not about to object. There was no need to destroy the fantasy that she was trying to build around her family. In fact, he knew that things weren’t that good for them. And he doubted that he’d see the couple at another function as their company was soon to collapse.

From the corner of his eye he caught the sight of someone waving. He turned his head just enough to see that the hand belonged to Alexander Chapman - his father. Whether his father was calling for his attention for someone else, James took this opportunity to excuse himself from the conversation. As he crossed the room, he set his nearly full glass onto a platter that passed by. As he grew closer, his eyes were drawn to the tree that prevented him from seeing who his father was talking to. While the plants had not been his idea, he was absolutely sure that the tree had not been there before.

“James, my boy,” his father called out, apparently pleased that he had obeyed the summons. “Come. Come. I’d like you to meet one of my good friends.”

While he continued to obey his father, growing closer to the visitors, his footsteps slowed as he spotted the figure who was cowering behind the plant. Fate must have a thing against him, for what else would have brought someone like her here today. “It isn’t often you see someone with a plant as an escort,” he commented as a smirk worked its way upon his lips. However, his manners did not fail him as he offered the pair before him a respectful nod. “My name is James Chapman. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”