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.]]

Comments

[mucked]

[ her laughter is warm, but wry. perhaps she walked into that one, with the colour of the drink at hand. she bows her head for a mere moment in gracious gratitude. ]

Do many women you meet appreciate being compared to the fairy in question, Remy? [ soft and smooth, she transitions smoothly into using his first name. it's a night for informality. ]

[cajunspice]

Maybe when compared to them bein' 'ntoxicatin', not so much hallucinogenic. [Remy smiled at his own bad joke, even if it was lost behind his mask.]

'njoyin' the evenin' so far?

[mucked]

Quite. Galas like these always do wonders for morale -- doubtless, the Atroma had us touch down on this moon at this particular time on purpose. We forget our broadcast shackles for a few more hours.

[cajunspice]

Don't they just? Been a while since been to one quite at this level but it certainly nice to mix it up once 'nd awhile. Add a bit of class to life. [Even if almost all the times Remy had been to such galas in the past were for work.] But it always comes back to the same thing, non? Good food, good drink, good friends. [He inclining his head towards her at that last part.]

[mucked]

[ she offers him a smile that is equal parts oh, we're friends, are we? and a hearty pleasure to be named as such. ]

And the people of this planet -- err, moon -- likely need it more than most.

[cajunspice]

[Remy offered a shrug as a response to her smile, not too concerned if it might be a bit too much of a title right now since it felt like it was developing that way at least.] Yeah, considerin' their situation 'nd all. [Yet Remy didn't go into it too much, not wanting to talk too loudly about it while surrounded by those people, would just be a bit too insulting.

Instead he offered an arm for Peggy to take.] Ya know though, how ya teased me with that drink, ya goin' to have to show me where 'bouts ya got it from so I can try for m'self.

[mucked]

There's a bar. [ she nods her head in a particular direction. ] But it takes credits. Unlike their very virginal punch on the tables, they don't much care for offering up their spirits for free.

[cajunspice]

[OOC: continued here]