Partem Memoriae

[lord_wizard]

Who: Felix Harrowgate and anyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide text
Action: A tropical world of the Yadrolla system
When: 5/31, the day after the Festival

[The parties may have ended in most of the system, but at least in one corner, as the silver confetti and plastic cups are being swept up, it continues. This time it's not in celebration of the games but something - or someone - a little more personal to some of the members of the fleet. After all, Felix had promised, in a way.

A brief text message will be sent out the fleet]

There will be a celebration this evening in memory of our friend Lumiere, who has since departed the fleet. Regardless of whether you knew him, come enjoy yourself as I'm sure he would have wanted.

[The coordinates that follow lead to a small lounge-like venue near the beach in the Brightbirds territory. The main room is bright and cozy, hosting the featured entertainment for the night, orange-skinned men and women dancers in flowing, feathered, revealing garments who make sinuous circles around the room. Musicians with guitar-like instruments and drums play throughout the night, to accompany the dancers.

On the patio there is a buffet full of small finger foods like skewers of meat and candied fruits and various other decadently simple dishes. The bar is also nearby - though the drinks aren't free, they are available at a discount for the evening.

If you want a little more quiet, the patio leads directly out onto the beach, which is also set with small cushions and tables for you to enjoy your food and drink while you listen to the waves and the distant city lights reflected in the water]

((OOC: This is a mingle! Please feel free to make your own toplevel and have some fun!))

Comments

Kitty Pryde | OTA

[passingthrough]

[The day after partying and she's lucky she doesn't have a hangover because it turns out there's another party. How could she miss one dedicated to her friend, Lumy? She's definitely not drinking today. Besides, everyone's sure she needs to be carried home the moment she starts. Geez.

But there will be eating! She is here for skewers. Skewers upon skewers! She watches the dancers and takes mental notes. Time on the beach is a must since they probably won't be here much longer. She also roams around, ready to talk to whomever she runs into whether they look up for it or like they're trying very hard to hold up a wall.]

Hi, you.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash knew who Lumiere was, but had never really talked to him very often. He's here because Kitty asked if he would come. More than that he was surprised that even sober she still was serious about trying this dating thing with him.

So Vash finds himself in a position he hasn't been in for awhile: Completely and utterly out of his element.]

So, do you think Lumiere would have approved of this party?

[passingthrough]

[For what it's worth, she is a little more nervous about it without the alcohol. A little more in her head. But it was important to her that if nothing else he doesn't think he's just a consistent drunk mistake she's making. He can be an all-weather sort of mistake!]

He might have preferred a few more beautiful women, but yeah, I think he would have. He would have liked a celebration over mourning.

[goldenglasses]

More beautiful women? But I don't think he could top the women who are already here in terms of beauty. [Said with a coy smile. Meaning that there couldn't be anyone more beautiful here because Kitty is already here.]

[passingthrough]

Okay, as far as flattery goes that's not bad. I'll give it a six. [She shoots him a playful, teasing smile.]

[lord_wizard]

[Don't worry Kitty, Felix will handle the drinking part. He's hardly ever without a glass of something or other in his hand during the night, though that requires frequent trips from his seat to the bar, which also takes him past the buffet table]

Hello~ [He only registers her as 'from the fleet' but her name escapes him. He hands his empty glass to the bartender and leans against the counter as he waits] I'm glad you could make it...short notice though this may have been. Were you a friend of Lumiere's or merely a fan of free food? I won't hold judgement if it's the latter.

[passingthrough]

[She feels fairly certain she's seen him in the library. She frequents it fairly regularly and maybe Malum? But she can't even think of what his name might be. Still she smiles.]

Lumiere was a good friend, but I'd hate to have to choose between him and food. My heart is big enough for both. [Little smirk.]

Are you the one who set this up?

[lord_wizard]

[He smiles brightly] I'm glad to hear it.

I am, yes, and hopefully he'd have approved of the efforts, short notice though it was. We spoke on more than one occasion about the possibility of putting on something a little more grand aboard the fleet, but we never quite got the chance.

[warpandweft]

[It's a very familiar sort of greeting from a woman he doesn't know at all, but Alucard just smiles as Kitty greets him as he walks across the patio. It's a pleasant, polite sort of smile.]

Hello. I don't believe we've met.

[passingthrough]

I don't think we have. I don't even remember seeing you around the network. [But he doesn't look like any of the aliens they run into, so she assumes he's with the fleet.] I'm Kitty. Captain of the Twin Roses. [She's getting too comfortable saying that almost like it means something.]

[warpandweft]

Yes, I'm still getting used to communicating that way. It's very strange. [After she makes her introduction, he folds forward into a very shallow bow before making his.] Alucard Emery. It's a pleasure.

I must say, Twin Roses is a much better name for a ship than 'Wonderduck'.

[It's such a silly name!! Although he's still smiling, and not looking particularly put out out.]

Felix Harrowgate

[lord_wizard]

Inside

[Felix is less obtrusive than he was at his last party - part reflex to how the last one had ended and partly because this was for Lumiere and not himself. He lets the party do the talking for him, fading to the edges. He spends much of the evening inside, lounging in almost cat-like fashion on the plush couches as he sips wine and watches the dancers with hooded eyes and a thin smile.

If he catches the eye of anyone from the fleet, he gestures towards the empty space next to him]

Come sit!

Outside

[It's secretly ironic that Felix has chosen such a location, though it had been partly convenience due to his connections with the Brightbirds, but he's come to have a strange sort of stalemate with his relationship with the ocean. Namely, he still prefers to be nowhere near it or in, but looking at it from a distance and appreciating it is just fine. He no longer feels overwhelmed by it, which is the best he can likely hope for.

So when he needs a little air, he steps out, swiping some fruit from the buffet, and goes to stand at the edge of the patio and look out at the waves. Still a good distance across the white sand, but close enough for his taste. Enough to feel the breeze and look at the stars and silently hope this was a fitting enough send-off]

Re: Felix Harrowgate

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Sansa has a gift for one Mr. Felix Harrowgate, a delicately made lemon cake with candied violets atop it. She'd stolen one from a party he'd given not so long ago and it had been outside her character; she wants to make amends for it. She brings the dish to him inside and hopes no one else can see. )

I need to make up for something I stole from you once. I'm sorry about that. Will you accept this and hear my apology?

[lord_wizard]

[The change in his demeanor is instant, like clouds over the sun, his relaxed smile fading, his posture stiffening, and his eyebrow arching. This isn't at all what he expected. Not the person nor the peace offering - as it surely was meant to be. If it was her, and not an attempt to cover for an accomplice, then it was entirely likely she could have denied her role as the thief without any reprecussion. Still, the anger he'd felt that day bubbles to the surface, wanting to lash out at the person that had caused it in the first place, as if no time at all had elapsed. Years ago, he might have made much of an effort to hold it back, but refuses to give it a hold on him.

His jaw clenches for a moment but he holds out a hand]

I will.

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Sansa places the cake on the table between them and folds her hands, trying to find the best words to explain herself. There's no good ones, really, other than her apologies and that it'd been awful she'd done it. Still, she owes Felix those words and more. )

The week of your party, my husband insulted me in front of the entire Fleet. I've always prided myself on doing what's good and what's right and in that moment, I was terribly upset that no matter how well I behaved, I was still punished for it. I stole the cake more to prove to myself that I didn't have to follow the rules but I did not consider the harm I would do to you and others in the wake of it. That is why I wanted to make amends.

outside

[warpandweft]

[Conversely, Alucard is very pleased by the party's proximity to the ocean. He's spent so long living on its surface that it does hold a certain place in his heart. (No matter that he'd taken up living on land shortly before he stay in the Fleet, and happily so.)

Stepping out onto the patio, he breathes in the salty air. A familiar (strange) aura catches his attention, and he crosses to where Felix is standing. Arms on the patio railing, turning to smile at their host.]

Quite a party.

[lord_wizard]

[Felix smiles back, teeth flashing just a little in a smile.]

Not my best effort, admittedly, but the resources I have here can't really accommodate my best. But...thank you. I'm glad you could come.

[warpandweft]

In that case, I'd be very curious to see what your best entails. [There's a vaguely flirtatious edge somewhere in there, although mostly he just means to be friendly.] And regardless, I believe it's an effort that he would have appreciated.

[Alucard never got to know Lumiere very deeply, but enough to understand that he would have liked this.]

Cyril Lavellan | OTA (late to the party ops)

[samahl]

[Admittedly, Cyril can see the appeal of a party. Lumeiere would want them to have a party. He'd want them to celebrate and possibly enjoy some intimate time with each other. He'd want laughter and pleasure to be the way that people remembered him.

There's a part of Cyril had notices how he isn't around to share in that laughter though, and it hurts more than he wants to admit.

Still, he's nothing if not good at pretending everything is okay, so he partakes in the food and watches the male dancers and spends time in the thick of things. He might also be a little tipsy.]

Can you believe the way his hips move? That seems impossible. [He comments to whoever happens to be near.]

/fingers guns

[lord_wizard]

[Felix is letting himself melt into the atmosphere of the gathering, the tropical heat of the day cooling around them, and also watching the arranged entertainment with a lazily attentive gaze as he lounges back on his seat.]

Mmmm. It is very impressive, though I wouldn't say impossible.

[samahl]

Clearly, as it's happening before my eyes.

I want to learn how to do that.

jeebus where did time go?

[lord_wizard]

[He chuckles]

Perhaps if you ask nicely enough he'd be willing to offer you a lesson.

[warpandweft]

Oh, I don't know.

[Alucard is watching the performance somewhat idly. He's no longer interested in the way that he might have half a year ago - he's too aware of a certain heart that he's never allowed to break again and has no interest in doing so anyway - but it is very pretty. Still:]

I've seen comparable. [He's been around a lot.] Though he is very skilled.

[samahl]

Have you? Suddenly I want to travel to the places you've been.

[warpandweft]

That might prove a bit difficult.

[He shifts his attention over to Cyril, for the most part.]