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

[hollystrike]

Well as always. [Lightly.] You can't move back? That seems a shame.

[kill_switch]

[She thinks for a moment, then shrugs.]

I don't think they necessarily need me. Moving back would be selfish, really.

[And, if she's honest with herself, she feels more needed on the Starstruck with Max.]

[hollystrike]

[They might miss her. But she's not really here to pry that far.]

So which ship are you on now?

[kill_switch]

Starstruck, with Max.

[And a few others, who all seem to be generally good people, and the captain of which has a certain measure of trust and respect from Furiosa which isn't a guarantee. But, Max is still the only one worth a mention.]

[hollystrike]

Ah. Fitting place for you, then. How is Max?

[She hasn't talked to him in forever. Which isn't exactly a surprise.]

[kill_switch]

He's well.

[It's honest, but with it's own nuance of surprise. She's glad Max is doing well, but she knows how far he's come.]

How have you been faring?

[hollystrike]

Not getting enough sleep lately. [Said with a ghost of humour. She just woke up from a three month long nap.]

I thought if I stuffed myself with enough food I might sleep for longer.

[kill_switch]

That's was a new concept I learned here ... food coma. [As in, the opposite of dying from starvation.]

[hollystrike]

[Katie isn't surprised that's new, given Furiosa and Max's world is a hellhole.]

Parents everywhere will tell you it's frightfully unhealthy, but it's far better than the opposite.

[kill_switch]

That I can believe. [She chuckles lightly.]

Did you know both of your parents?

[hollystrike]

Only a little. They both died when I was very young. But I think my mother was a nurse.

[They're still a sore point. She refuses to think about them.]

You?

[kill_switch]

[It's been a long while since she's talked about her mother, but she thinks of her often. The details may not be as sharp anymore, but it's still there. Still very much a part of her.]

My mother. Died ... a long time ago. My initiate mother, I hadn't seen since I was taken, not sure what happened to her.

[Not Alive is generally the thought there.] Sounds like we've got that in common.

[hollystrike]

[That was not a comparison she intended to make. Katie's parents are alive, but dead to her. Actually dead parents is something else, and she feels bad for it. But she can't explain, so instead she just gives a wan smile.]

It's a hard thing to lose two mothers. [And to be taken. She doesn't know the story there, but she can guess at parts of what that means and she's not going to ask more here.]

Is the Fleet... a good place for you?