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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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"I like to think so." But there is an alternate universe somewhere with major mindfucks galore and he's trying hard not to acknowledge it. Jim shrugs.

"Not sure it counts when you've been taken from your ship and out of your universe. Spock would know if he were here."

Spock would explain the hell out of this place. He's a walking encyclopedia of Starfleet regulations and weird space anomalies.

He's missing Spock. That right there is a sign he isn't drunk enough yet.

"What about you? Got anything good going for you back where you come from?" Deflect. Deflect. Deflect.

Yep. Definitely the actual, space-faring, shirt-losing Kirk.

He could totally keep his cool here. Totally. He was an adult, and he could act like one and not just start spewing nonsense and giggling. This was totally a thing he was capable of.

"Nothing like you've got, man. You were, like, my total hero growing up."

Right. That was...totally not cool, Atticus. Way to go.

"I wasn't aware people could access my juvenile record." Or that it was worthy of worship, even though it was. Not many other kids got away with that many arrests without being stuck in prison for their entire childhood. Jim is actually pretty damn proud of that.

"Maybe I want to hear it. We're all equal here. We all get to die, don't we? Come on. Tell me. I'll grab us another couple of drinks."

"No, not your juvenile...I mean as Captain Kirk..." He frowns. "Oh, wait, you're, like...really young still, huh? Never mind. I probably shouldn't..."

Man, the Capitol ruined everything.

"I don't know if my life is worthy of drinks, but sure!"

"Hate to break it to you, but I might not even be the Kirk you're thinking about." Want to hear about how he knows there's a more awesome Kirk in another universe he is trying to live up to ON TOP of trying to break away from his father's shadow? Oh the stories Jim could tell you.

"Everyone's life is worth at least one drink."

He just gets another of what Atticus had as well as two more bottles of beer and heads back out toward the deck. If there was one thing the Capitol didn't lack in, it was stuff to stare at.

"Oh, you're that Kirk," Atticus said as he followed out to the deck, totally oblivious that this might be something the guy really didn't want to talk about. "That's still totally cool."

He took a moment to just look at the city, taking a sip of his drink, before answering. "I guess? I mean...we don't even have space travel where I'm from. I'm just...a musician. Not even a musician. Just a student. Or I was."

"That would be me."

Jim takes a shallow sip and watches the lights on the water.

"A musician, huh? What'd you play?"

"Well, lots of things really. But piano is mostly what I trained in," he says, shrugging like it's not really a big deal. Not compared to being Captain fucking Kirk.