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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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He let his smile widen at Mr. Reyeth. It was a funny change - back home, a Reyeth said a great deal to the kinds of customers to whom a well-established family and deep city roots meant something, but here it was his first name that made the more usable tool. It promised trust without offering commitment. "Please," he said, "just 'Neffa' is fine."

How vague to let that 'here' be? He drank, considered, and decided that he did not much feel like reliving the past few weeks at the moment. "Here? Stunning," he said, and made a vague gesture that encompassed the lit-up deck around them, the lights on the water nearby, the unabashed luxury of the boat itself. "Nothing like I'd pictured my first time sailing! But I can't bring myself to complain." He looked to Peeta for sympathy. "You would know-- do you ever get used to it?"

"Neffa, then, and you can call me Peeta" Peeta nodded. He was glad that he went with the first name, it just made it all the more easier. And on the same level, he was glad that he went with the easier talk about the boat, rather then the fact people had been pulled here to die for others entertainment.

"Get used to sailing? This is my first time, too! We don't have any water big enough for boats back home, so... but if you mean all of the things the Capitol has to offer. Well. I don't know if I'll ever get used to it. I like the idea of everything being a brand new wonder. It's a good feeling, isn't it? But that might just be the District Twelve in me."

Peeta. Easy to remember, at least - it was a name that wouldn't have been terribly out of place in Ristopa.

"I have to say, it's a relief not to be the only one overwhelmed," Neffa said with a conspiratorial smile. "I'd rather assumed all the Districts looked like this. So long as you're still starry-eyed, though, I suppose I can get away with it."

To what extent that wide-eyed wonder was an act on Peeta, Neffa couldn't say, and rather wanted to find out. If it was an act, it was near-shatterproof, from what little he'd seen.

It was funny, some of the names the tributes had from other worlds, in comparison to what they had here in Panem. Some of them sounded similar, like they started out from the same place, while others were simply crazy, and that went for both sides. There were a lot of ridiculous names everywhere.

"There isn't any district that looks like the Capitol. That's why the Capitol is the place everyone wants to be," He gave a soft laugh at that, giving back the same, conspiratorial smile. "You're not going to find the fences that protect us from wild animals here, and everything is cleaner. District Twelve is coal mining, so there's a lot of coal dust around."

It was a little bit of an act, but not much. "I think I could live here the rest of my life, though, and still be pretty starry-eyed. You'd never guess it, but everything here is constantly changing. Mostly the fashion."