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[neclectus]

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

Comments

[knifewithnoname]

"I do no be thinking it do be being strange." She thought about that, "That would be being useful though." And she'd get into less trouble for talking with her mouth full.

[gruesome]

"I don't use both all the time, though. The upper one is the only one for names, even names of places." He tapped that mouth, smiling. "That's what is polite. We call it the air-mouth, and the other is the water-mouth."

[knifewithnoname]

She tilted her head, "Why do they be being called that?"

[gruesome]

"Because this is the mouth the air god uses to speak with, and this is the mouth of the water god," he said, a little sheepish. He knew it didn't make very much sense, if you hadn't grown up simply knowing these things.

[culbutiri]

It made sense to Pruna, well it didn't but she understood that other worlds were differently and she had no choice but to believe what he said, as she knew no other Grues to ask.

"Do your gods be talking through you?" She asked.

[gruesome]

(Wrong journal?)

oops shouldn't tag whilst sick

[knifewithnoname]

It made sense to Pruna, well it didn't but she understood that other worlds were differently and she had no choice but to believe what he said, as she knew no other Grues to ask.

"Do your gods be talking through you?" She asked.

[gruesome]

"Not me. And especially not here in this place. What about you? Did your gods come with you?"

[knifewithnoname]

She shook her head wrinkling her nose. "I do no be thinking so. I do no be know if there do be being any gods here at all."

[gruesome]

He sighed, and smiled a bit sadly. "I don't know any gods who would like their games."

[knifewithnoname]

"I do be knowing one." She wrinkled her nose. "I did be thinking they did be all following the god of darkness when I did be coming here, but they do no be having no gods."

[gruesome]

[He tipped his head, smiling a little awkwardly.]

My god is a god of darkness. Darkness and stone, and living warmth. Our mother.

[knifewithnoname]

[Her eyes lit up, a similarity even though she thought they maybe weren't the same god as she had never heard of a water or air god.] I do be serving a god of darkness too.

[gruesome]

I do not exactly serve, but please, tell me about yours?

[knifewithnoname]

[She blinked, for some reason though a world without gods was strange to her, someone who claimed to have gods yet not serve them was weirder.] So you do no be serving your god? [The most confused suspicious look]

[gruesome]

I can't, if I want to not be a monster among the humans.

[knifewithnoname]

You should no be letting some stupid humans be telling you you can no be serving your god!

[gruesome]

Oh no, it- well, it is a little like-

No, I don't want to serve her here.

[knifewithnoname]

That do be being blasphemy. [Have a tiny finger pointed in your direction from a very upset looking little girl.] You should be honouring your gods no matter where you do be being.

[gruesome]

[He stares a second at her pointing finger, eyes wide.]

I can't even tell you how I would serve my god, you'd scream.

[knifewithnoname]

No I would no be. I do no be being a baby.

[gruesome]

...

It's not blasphemy. My god doesn't believe in blasphemy anyway.

[knifewithnoname]

[She wrinkled her nose even more at that, how did a god not believe in blasphemy?] It do still be being bad.

[gruesome]

I promise, it isn't. My god never gets angry at her people. She made us as we are, each one.

[knifewithnoname]

Never? What if you do be failing her? [All the gods in Nesir's world got angry, regularly. There were many stories about it]