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sixteenth labyrinth | Party because I can
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!))
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!))
han solo ][ ota
Not that he's that sociable most of the time, but everyone gets stir-crazy and the Caprine still doesn't feel like his ship, so why not?
Besides, there's food. It's a good bet he can be found by the food, sneaking possibly more puff pastries than is strictly polite. ]
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You must like those treats with how many I've seen you have for yourself so far.
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That's what they're here for, right?
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[Not that he's...getting any himself. You know, for reasons.]
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[Someone hasn't been bothering with that paste whatever it is.]
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[ The mechanics of how it dispenses it are a little beyond him- he hasn't investigated whether they pack in some kind of raw protein supply or if there's some kind of bizarre cycling system. And really he doesn't want to know-- all he knows is there's nothing wrong with chili-chocolate-coated teriyaki cubes. ]
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[He can say that with the utmost certainty.]
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[He waves his hand to the table.]
Like these.
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[ He shrugs, mostly amused, just a bit perplexed about why you'd go to so much effort. ]
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It certainly tastes better too, I'm sure.
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So how're you settling in? I didn't see much of the big ship but I heard it's nice. Where are you now?
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[ In fairness... that seems surprisingly plausible here. But Han is stubborn. ]
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[He bows his head politely.]
I am a werewolf. During the time of the full moon, I become a feral wolf. To avoid hurting anyone during these nights it is best I am watched over.
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[ Han is barely trying to hide his skepticism.
It's for the best. He'd do a terrible job of it. ]
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[ He's still not buying it, bud. ]
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[He knows that's bold to say but he also feels it really should be said as well.]
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[ Sorry, Biffy, his skepticism is not so easily cut through. ]
So you've got cameras to keep you from eating your crewmates?
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I am not likely to eat my crew mates. However, a wild animal can feel threatened in a strange situation and that would be my nature at the time. It is only proper that the precautions be done to ensure their safety.
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[ Granted he thinks this is probably some kind of strange fit where the guy imagines he's a wild creature, as opposed to actually becoming a wild creature-- but that could conceivably still be dangerous. ]
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