sixteenth labyrinth | Party because I can

[lord_wizard]

Who: Felix Harrowgate and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Málum
When: Today-ish

[It's largely boredom that leads Felix to this decision. Either in the Mirador or Paradisa, he'd been fond of finding any reason whatsoever to get a few people together for food and drinks. The company generally meant more than the setting, though of course it was far easier to arrange things at a snap of his fingers than it was here. Still, he manages it within a few days of the fleet's time adrift.

That morning, he addresses the network.]

Hello again, dear fleet. Felix Harrowgate of the Goldstone here, if we haven't yet met. I've put together a little soirée this evening, at Málum. Consider it an appreciation of our time of peace and quiet...or the beginnings of spring. Whichever sounds best to you. It isn't much, admittedly, but there is food and drinks and hopefully people. May as well enjoy things before something else explodes, hm?

Oh, and semi-formal attire would be appreciated, not that I intend on turning anyone out at the door. I'm sure many of us have a little something in our closet that doesn't much get to see the light of day. [Well, not so much in his case, of course, but the point stands]

See you all tonight. [He closes the feed with a smile]

[That night Málum is - not transformed, exactly, but - altered. The stark furniture softened with simple white tablecloths, with centerpieces cobbled together from wine glasses, candles, and flowers from the garden. The neon, for the night, has been switched off. Even the galaxy of lights on the dancefloor have been changed to project the shape of flowers.

The food laid out is fairly basic but fitting the bar's wheelhouse - meats cooked inside puff pastry, thin stacks of sauteed vegetables, and mini quiches to name of few. The finale sits in the form of the lemon cake (commissioned, likely, from the Melting Pot). Some of the flavor is even real lemon!

Drinks are free within reason and music plays softly in the background, for anyone that feels like dancing. Felix would have preferred more classical selections, but all of this is a case of working with what you have.]

[EDIT: If you wait too long Sansa will have stolen most of the cake]

((ooc: This is essentially a mingle, so feel free to make your own top levels and have some fun!))

Comments

[kill_switch]

[She counters the supposed leer with a glare of her own, though there isn't the usual fire behind it. She's used to trying to blend in, and realizes this dress does ... quite the opposite.]

It was either this or my normal getup and I figured people wouldn't exactly appreciate my usual level of grease.

[lord_wizard]

[Felix is unaffected by her glare, however, largely because it lacks heat and that he's generally happy to let people think what they want]

Well, you could make an accessory of it, though I think a leather jacket would have done that job better. Something to match the boots.

[kill_switch]

I'll have to remember that for next time.

[She bites thoughtfully into a meat pastry and munches quietly for a moment.]

Nice little party. It's good for a change.

[lord_wizard]

Anything to break up the routine is welcome, I think. Though, I could be wrong...some people thrive rather well on that kind of thing. Myself included, to a point...

[kill_switch]

Change, you mean? Or parties in general?

[lord_wizard]

[He chuckled softly] Oh...both I suppose...but I meant change as a whole. New places, new people, new experiences. Parties like this can provide that in a way, especially when you are stuck in the same place day after day...like here. I think that's part of why you could find something happening on any given day of the week in the Mirador.

[kill_switch]

Mirador, that's where you're from?

[Change was good, she could agree. Even raids and supply runs cut up the monotony of Imperator life in the Citadel. Sometimes, you lived for what little you could get.]

[lord_wizard]

Not quite. The Mirador was the fortress I lived in for a number of years, in Mélusine, which is the name of the city I grew up in. I was born elsewhere, admittedly, but I don't remember it. [He gave a slight shrug. Funny, that in days past he never would have casually mentioned that fact, but it no longer holds the same weight for him]

[kill_switch]

[She gives him a quiet nod,] I can understand that.

[The memories she had from the Green Place were hazy at best.]

[lord_wizard]

[No elaboration, which is interesting]

Hm. Well, I did get the chance to visit a number of years ago. [As if the quest to find healing for himself were a casual thing and not a journey that nearly ended in the death of both himself and his brother.]