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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[reconstitution]

[ He pulls a face that says he doesn't think they're that different at all. ]

It's not that simple. [ Winter resists the impulse to glance around the dance floor. ]

[passingthrough]

Nothing ever is. Dance anyway? [She smiles, waiting for a response.]

[reconstitution]

I'm out here, aren't I?

[ Dance, anyway. Kitty's taking just a fraction too long, so he'll just lead while she's distracted. Thankfully, this is one of the things Jim had the foresight to brush him back up on. ]

[passingthrough]

[She smiles and settles into following.] So you know how too.

[reconstitution]

Some of it was muscle memory.. Got a brush-up lesson not too long ago. [ Before Jim left, even. ]

[passingthrough]

Moving here.