thecapitol | I Gotta Feeling.... (OPEN!)

Who| Kevin and YOU!
What| Some schmoozing needs to happen before next arena, so Kevin has hit the parties!
Where| PARTY HOPPING!
When| Last week of the Arena, after getting bumped off.
Warnings/Notes| Uh...Kevin. I will just warn for Kevin.

This was nothing like the parties were like back home.

Still, parties - no matter what kind - were always a really great way to network, make new contacts, and acquire new business partners. So it was like he was always taught - when in Rome, perform a hostile takeover of the Romans. Common sense, right?

Fortunately for Kevin, while he understood it could be a little tricky to approach him (celebrity just made people so gosh-darned nervous!), he was easygoing and ready to start a conversation with just about anyone. He didn't need a lot of help from his Stylist so far...mostly he had just had his teeth whitened, new and fashionable suits picked out, and his golden blonde hair conditioned to a fine shine.

He had insisted on keeping his deep red tennis shoes, though. They were his lucky shoes.

Armed with his trademark smile and boundless energy, he set out to make some appearances at Arena parties...hoping to make a few new friends while he was at it. He opted to play it cool for a little while, being passive and letting excited people approach him for conversation.

After all, some of those people could make EXCELLENT partners in the Games themselves.

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The parties were not Some's favorite way to spend an evening. But Martinus had hinted that the host of this one was an affluent sponsor, someone prone to buying expensive supplies for his favorites. So he'd gone along with it.

The District Two stylists were still getting used to his strange shape, and right now, their default was to caparison him like a horse. He had straps and panels of cloth, and a deep hood to match. He liked the hood, at least. It let him watch the party-goers without his staring becoming obvious.

When he spotted Kevin, it made him start, just like it had in the Arena. With those teeth and those eyes, Kevin looked so much like the human form Some had worn in Bete Noire. He quashed the little disappointment that he was only a human, and raised a hand to wave hello.

Kevin could not have been more pleased to spot Some outside of the arena, honestly. When he saw the wave, he waved back enthusiastically, trotting right over with a bounce in his step.

"Some! Hey there! Wow," he breathed, looking over the stylist's work.

"You look BEAUTIFUL."

Now that was a greeting he hadn't expected. It caught him at a bit of a loss. But his first, uncertain smiles spread wide, and he chuckled in his throat.

"You should have seen how they dressed me for Eight. It was much nicer," he confided, lowering his voice. No sense in letting someone give that tidbit back to his new stylists. He had no interest in seeing what they'd do in a pique. "You look very fine, yourself."

"Oh! Really?"

Kevin found himself genuinely interested in what the 'much nicer' outfit might have been - he very much so admired Some's beauty, and it was amazing to think how stunning he could get.

He giggled a little at the compliment, winking and looking down at himself.

"Aw, shucks. Thank you! I just got fitted for this suit, and I just love it!"

"It makes me wish I had ever learned how to dress well when I was shaped for it." He lowered the hood, which revealed the white patterns bleached into the fur of his face, like a cheetah's markings in negative. "I wore whatever I found, in those days, and my friend Conrad was always telling me I looked ridiculous."

The white patterns were mesmerizing to the peculiar man...he kind of wanted to reach out, trace them, pet the fur - but he thought better of it, because that seemed like it might be a little impolite.

He tilted his head to one side.

"...When you were shaped for it?"

Some nodded, ducking his head a little shyly. "The city I lived in before - it gave me human shape. That is why I was so startled to see you - you look very much like... that me." His hands moved, one with a gesture towards their eyes, another towards their teeth.

"Oh, I see."

Kevin reached up a little bit, brushing his fingers over his own eyes, along his own lips. Thinking. All the while looking at Some.

"...Well, I do think I look nice - good self-esteem is key for charisma! But...I also think you look much prettier the way you are. I've never seen anything like you...and I come from Desert Bluffs!"

Some's features softened slightly, the fine fur of his cheeks fluffing up a little at the flattery.

"Is that a world, or a city? Desert Bluffs?"

Awwww. Kevin thought that was adorable. Maybe the faintest hint of a blush rose to his cheeks, but that could also just be his natural rosiness.

"Desert Bluffs is my hometown! It may as well be my whole world, though...it's so important to me! It's one of the best places ever!"

The very picture of hometown pride.

"Could you tell me about it? Most people don't seem to talk about home." He gave the crowd a bit of another scan, but he was content to turn a shoulder to them all, giving Kevin his full attention.

"Oh, wow, there's just SO MUCH to tell!"

Kevin bounced on the balls of his feet, reaching out to take Some by the hand. Partly it was excitement, friendly thoughtlessness...but partly he wanted to feel how soft the fur was. His face flushed with glee, and if any light existed in his eyes, they would be shining.

"Let's go sit down and I'll tell you all about it, okay? I would REALLY love to!"

The fur on the back of Some's hands was very fine indeed, though there was none on his palms. He squeezed Kevin's, surprised only by a human being the first to make contact. They were always so standoffish, compared to grue social norms.

"Yes, please. I hardly ever get to hear about parts of Earth."

Well, Kevin wasn't...exactly up on normal human social norms, either.

But then not everyone he knew back home was human, either. And gosh that fur was nice...he rubbed his thumb over it a little before pulling the Grue off the party's main floor.

Once they reached some seats, Kevin dropped into one of them, face positively glowing.

"Desert Bluffs is just the best little town...it's out in a big, beautiful desert, with dunes of sand and sky just as faaaaaar as your eyes can see. Lots of people...all happy, all productive, all hard workers...gosh, this is hard! It's so hard to put a place that is SUCH a part of you to words like this...."

He pauses a moment to collect his thoughts, watching Some for a reaction.

I Gotta Feeling.... (OPEN!)

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