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Who| Timaeus Nadir and all his guests. If you are in the Capitol, you've been invited!
What| A spectacular Viewing Party and opportunity for tributes to get sponsorship
Where| The Victoria Ascendant, on the lake
When| After the most recent death roll!
Warnings/Notes| Probable skeeviness of the Nice Guy variety.

Welcome to the Victoria Ascendant, latest in the Ascendant line of luxury yachts as built by the Nadir company. Tonight, the Victoria Ascendant is the stage set for a spectacular party, also paid for by the company and specifically designed and organised by a team of event specialists overseen by your host for this evening, Timaeus Nadir- wealthy eligible bachelor, melodramatic heir apparent to the company chair, frequent sponsor of the Games. The Victoria Ascendant is fully equipped with every obscenely luxurious item imaginable, and practically drips opulence.

When first welcomed aboard you will be assured that your every need will be seen to, your every desire catered for. Staff are on hand to answer any questions you might have or guide you to various areas of the ship, provide you with food, drink, or suggestions of how best to take advantage of the Victoria Ascendant's many amenities- they are here as hosts, but also as salespeople for those of the guests with money to burn- this party is serving more than one purpose. Tributes who responded to their invite will also receive a delicate, hand-written note in a golden envelope as they board- the content of which will be posted as a reply to their response to this post.(I'll do this once your character turns up.)

Although the Victoria Ascendant has a magnificent dining room for formal, sit-down occasions, the food for the party will be circulating the various lounge areas and decks. There is also a buffet table, for those of you who prefer to help yourselves, and a fully stocked bar. Provided are a baffling variety of foods and beverages, seemingly unconnected- but each tribute will find that if at any point during their stay in the Capitol they have requested a particular food or drink item, it is available here. Or, at least, the closest approximation the catering staff could conjure up. Seating is provided in intimate groupings around tables for the most part, though there are large, sprawling couches against the walls. Central to the dining area is a magnificent aquarium filled with brightly coloured fish. Anyone looking closely enough will recognise them- varieties of piranha- but don't worry, they've been more than adequately fed and the glass is thick.

While there are various screens displaying the Games throughout the ship, Viewing is also taking place on an enormous screen, set up in a seperate lounge area with full floor-to-ceiling windows all along one side. Here, staff wait to take bets or help organise the giving of sponsor gifts. Large, comfortable couches line the room, and the central table overflows with a spectacular arrangement of edible flowers and fruit.

Later in the evening, you will be told that the firework display is about to begin, and invited to go up onto the main deck to watch. The fireworks themselves will be launched from smaller boats across the lake, and the display is set to be truly spectacular. It will be set to some music that Tributes may find familiar- various melodies pulled from the most recent Arena. The large swimming pool on the deck is open, but it is too early in the year to be comfortable to use. Instead, it is being used as an unusual centrepiece for the evening. Floating in the illuminated water is a gigantic iceberg, sculpted into a stylised model of the current arena and populated with frozen figures. Eagle-eyed Tributes may be able to spot themselves depicted in ice- more often than not, the moment of their deaths are the pose of choice, if a little tweaked for the sake of a more dramatic scene.

Enjoy!

Adachi · Ariadne · Asha · Atticus · Beck · Blaine · Calico · Callista · Chris · Diana · Don · Eddie · Eponine · Eva · Gaila · Glinda · Harley · Howard · Julie · Kurt · Marty · Maximus · Momoko · Neffa · Parker · Peeta · Phil · Pruna · R · Sigma · Some · Thane · Timaeus · Topher

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"It had to be literally the worst thing ever. I can't imagine. I would have just died."

Howard keeps building steam with the sarcasm. He's never really had career aspirations, so he can't understand what it feels like to have them stifled. He had dreams, once, but they weren't concrete, just ideas that some day he'd grow up and have a car and get a job and maybe get married and have kids.

He doesn't get to have those dreams anymore.

"Why so regretful, man?"

Adachi chuckled faintly, swinging the bottle back and forth in his hand.

"Sometimes, kid, you don't realize how shitty of a person you are until your Shadow pops up to let you know," he replied. "By then, you look back on all the things you could have had, could have done, and didn't get it because you were too busy being a self centered dumbass."

Howard doesn't spare Adachi any sympathy. He doesn't like guilt. It looks ugly. It makes people ugly, and Howard realizes he doesn't like how much Adachi is drinking now.

"The fuck does that mean?"

Like this weak stuff was going to get him drunk any time soon. Still, Adachi wasn't in the mood for another bottle of the piss flavored water (he was so calling it that from now on, even in conversation), and he set the empty bottle on the ground.

"Ehh... I guess that was a little deep," he replied. Nevermind that he meant it literally. "Guess what I'm trying to say is sometimes your past comes back to bite you when you're the least prepared for it."

"It wasn't deep, that was some emo poetry crap." Howard rolls his eyes. "You know what else comes to bite you? The present."

Adachi rolled his eyes at that. "I'd say you'll understand when you're older, but you've already had your own share of crap from what I've gathered," he replied. Well, that, and the kid was here for longer than he was.

"Really? How could you tell?" He sounds sarcastic, but Howard is genuinely curious to figure out what the first of the many tip-offs was.

"Well, you skulking around when we first met was a big flashing neon sign," Adachi replied blandly. "Do I really need to get into the rest?"

"Skulking's an art, and you don't have to be, like, damaged to do it. Just cautious." He says 'damaged' like it's a dirty word. "But A+ detective skills."

Adachi rolled his eyes. "I didn't say you were damaged, kid; you've just been through too much. Kids your age shouldn't know how to creep down a hallway, or..."

He frowned, leaving the, "or how to kill someone," hanging in the air. He didn't know if Howard ever did, but... it was probably going to be inevitable at some point, right?

"It means the same thing. Anyway, I learned how to creep when I was thirteen and sneaking out. You ever been grounded before?"

It's easier to talk about life before the FAYZ and the Games. As if he's a normal kid again, for a few moments, cheeking the policeman.

Adachi frowned at that. "Yeah, mostly just for grades though," he replied. "My parents were strict when it came to that."

"Mine weren't. I guess I got them to give up early." He shrugs. "Guess it doesn't matter since you don't have a badge here, but I got in trouble for stealing a lot."

"Careful, I may still have to bust 'ya," Adachi teased, a bit of an easy going grin on his face.

Howard shrinks back slightly. "I didn't say I still do it!"

Spoilers: he totally does.

"Yeah, sure you don't," Adachi replied with a laugh, before leaning toward him, bumping against him almost playfully. "...you're all right, kid," he continued, a small, fond smile working its way onto his face, though there was still a teasing tone in his voice. "I woulda been happy chasing you around Inaba."

"I sure don-!" Howard jerks away from Adachi, suddenly back in Arena-mode, suddenly seeing any gesture toward his person as a threat. His heart pounds in his throat. He takes a deep breath. "Personal bubble, Detective."

Adachi let out a sigh at that. "We need to work on what's okay touches, I think..."

He could be a pretty touchy-feely guy sometimes. He blamed the rest of the IT for that. Still, after all that, he felt like he could at least understand the kid a little better...

...?!


Thou art I... and I am thou... Thou hast established a new bond... A new friendship is forged that breaks the bonds of reality and brings you closer to a new truth... Thou shalt be blessed with a Persona of the Tower Arcana...
FILLER
>	You have established the Howard Bassem Social Link of the Tower Arcana!
FILLER
>	You are now able to summon Mara, the demonic temptress!

...oh.

...oh god.

"Of all the arcana..." he muttered under his breath, the most awkward expression ever appearing on his face. Why, mysterious voice? Why do you do this to him?

"There are no okay touches," Howard says, with a sort of defensiveness that only intensifies when Adachi looks as if he's been caught with his pants down or something. "Of all the what?"

Adachi let out an awkward noise to go with the look on his face. Established a Social Link or not, he wasn't about to go into how his powers worked.

"Ah, ehe? What the what? I think you're hearing things."

"Dude, no, you're acting way weird now." Howard scrunches his eyebrows. "Did you fart or something?"

"Er..."

Really? Farting? That was the best thing he could come up with?

"Spill. What's on your brain, before I assume it's an awkward boner or something?"

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