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driftfleet2018-03-05 04:03 pm
lord_wizard) wrote in driftfleet2018-03-05 04:03 pm
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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!))
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[There's a decent chance she's just messing with him at this point. Though she's also plainly intrigued by just what sort of difference help from an actual God would make. It's not a concept she's completely familiar with, but she does imagine a god's not unlike the Arehtei from the last world she was stuck in.]
As do I. There have been just two to succeed- and one of them challenged me when I was much smaller. An advantage you definitely do not have.
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[He'll happily mess right back, flashing her a grin. ]
Absolutely not, that is an advantage that I'll never have a chance at, not even if I wore stilts.
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[Wait that's not entirely accurate. She'll clarify a bit before devouring another one of those pastries.]
...most of the time, at least!
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[His grin widens, and he waggles his eyebrows for good measure. It's absolutely okay to punch him. ]
Uh...most of the time? Did they have growth spurts or something?
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[She'll take that opportunity to take another drink from her glass...and sneakily use a lower arm to swat the back of his head. Can't have him get too confident!]
No...one of them could transform. I do not know the full extent of it, but he could take on the form of many different races in the known galaxy. Tetramands included.
[Which is also an advantage Sokka definitely doesn't have. He'll have to work a lot harder at it if he wants to win the same way- she's reasonably sure he can't topple a spire onto her head.]
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That was absolutely a compliment and I'm keeping it. No take backs!!!
[He's keeping it FOREVER. And that's...some news. ]
Oh. Wow. Yeah. No. I can definitely not do that. I'm permanently human.