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

[bryces_pup]

[It pleases her to hear Beverly sound so happy and smitten. There's a pang of longing, sure, but she shoves it aside. It has no place here. This fleet, for all the trouble it can cause, does come with some good, and it's helpful to see that reaffirmed.]

He sounds like an utter delight. Is he here tonight, with you?

[dancingmd]

Mmm.

[She gestures in the direction she was just looking. Daneel has a full face mask on, in a similar style to hers, though right now he's engaged in talking to someone else.]

He's right over there. Not that you can get a very good look at him I suppose. Surely you've seen him around the ship though?

[bryces_pup]

Yes, I do believe I have. He always did strike me as the "bookish" sort.

[...feel free to smack that grin off her face, Beverly.]

[dancingmd]

This is going to go on all night, isn't it?

[bryces_pup]

Only if the inspiration strikes me.

[dancingmd]

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