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

[precedented]

[ He shrugs. ]

I am. Though they're fairly typical, as parties go.

[diplomacme]

It is, though it seems rare for them. It's nice of them to invite us.

[ She doubts they're flush with resources, so inviting strangers to a party is nice of them. ]

[precedented]

We have been good customers to them. It is political to cultivate outside connections.

[diplomacme]

Or perhaps they just want outsiders to celebrate with them.

[ Now she's just being contrary. ]

[precedented]

[ His lips twitch lightly. ]

So which is it?

[diplomacme]

[ Her eyes twinkle with amusement. ]

Probably both.

[precedented]

[ continued here ]