Masquerade Mingle

[thespaceopera]

[The night has finally come--the Gravity Rush is nearly upon us! What normally serves as a large performance hall has been gutted, emptied of its boring furniture and rigged up into a fantastical mismatch of technology and old culture. No matter where you go tonight, you're encouraged to move around, dance, play games, whatever helps you sleep in late tomorrow morning.

If you aren't one for scurrying around a ballroom all night, there's always plenty of people-watching to do. After all, so many people are wearing extravagant costumes and elaborate masks. How can you even tell who is who? Get lost in a crowd of sequins, chatter with a sun and a moon, or try to beat the guy in the monster-mask at a game of cards. Meet your friends or make some new ones--this masquerade party has begun!]


[[ooc: All sections are up now, have fun! A related ooc post is HERE for any questions or plotting you'd like to do.]]

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[passingthrough]

That's me. [She smiles at him.] There are a lot of new faces and names to take in that first couple of days. [For awhile really, but they come slower.] I'm good. You know, dancing. What about you?

[forcesensitive]

[He rubs the back of his neck, a little abashed.] Yeah, but everyone was real nice. You know how to make a guy feel a little less lonely, even when he's stuck on a ship by himself.

Never been to anything like this myself, and everybody seemed excited about it so I figured I'd come. There's a lot of people here, but it's kind of fun anyway.

[passingthrough]

We're like a regular welcoming committee.

You say that in a way that sounds like you don't like people. [Which is not a vibe she got from him at all so she's really just teasing his word choice.]

[forcesensitive]

It's not that! [He says it quickly and then drops his voice.] I'm just not used to it, that's all. Not--well, not when they're not all standing at attention and listening to someone give a speech, if you take my meaning.

[Given the way his chosen outfit screams military, it shouldn't be too hard to infer.]

[passingthrough]

Military thing? This should be more fun than that. Not that I've ever been in the military or know much about it outside of movies and books.

[forcesensitive]

It's a lot more fun! Just, you know, different.

--Also, I'm not really sure how to dance, but it doesn't look that hard.

[passingthrough]

Want to find out? [She holds a hand out for him to take she won't even yell at him for holding her hand!]

[forcesensitive]

Sure!

[He takes her hand, grinning, in an imitation of how he's seen others do it. And he is a quick study, at least as far as not bumping into other people or stepping on toes. As for his style, well, it's pretty clear he's imitating some kind of martial art.]

[passingthrough]

[She smiles as she starts to recognize his dancing. Not that she could point to any specific style of fighting, but she has the sense of it.] I learned to dance and it helped me learn to fight. Seems like you're doing it the other way around.

[forcesensitive]

Had a lot more chance for one than the other. No idea how to do all that fancy stuff, though.

[passingthrough]

Really? Soldiers never just broke out in song and dance? [Kidding.]

[forcesensitive]

I'd be in a whole different kind of army if they did, tell you that.

[passingthrough]

[She laughs softly.] All wars are now fought in dance off style. No one dies and everyone is fabulous.

[forcesensitive]

[Finn shakes his head and smiles, albeit ruefully.]

It'd be a nice change, for sure.

[passingthrough]

Moving here.