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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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Blaine nodded at that. They didn't seem much to care about what the Tributes liked the most. "Oh," he said. "Have you seen Tim?"

Blaine had met Tim in the Arena, and Tim had asked him to tell Diana that he was there. Blaine had mentioned it once, but things had gotten so messed up so quickly there hadn't been a lot of time to find Tim again.

"No, not yet, I was only just brought back to the city this morning. I believe he's still in the Arena." She would have to find him, once he was out, find some way to speak with him as privately as they could manage, figure out how closely their timelines matched. "I did run into someone else I knew, however, a friend of Tim's in fact. I've been seeing many familiar faces lately."

"Are they able to take care of themselves too?" Blaine asked. "I mean, like you and Tim."

Diana hesitated briefly before answering. "They're from Gotham city," she settled on, eventually. Secret identities were even more difficult when it wasn't your own you were trying to protect. "You learn to take care of yourself in a city like that, I wouldn't be surprised to hear they were doing well. And Harley," she added, because there, at least, there wasn't much of a concern. "Harley has...unique experience in this area."

"Who is Harley?" Blaine asked. "Should I look out for her or is she a friend?"

This time the hesitation was much longer while she debated the best answer. "I think," she finally said slowly, "That both would be accurate. Harley--Harleen Quinzel, is her full name, but she prefers to go by Harley--she can be...volatile but not vindictive, necessarily. I don't think she's taking this as seriously as, say, you and I, but she wouldn't hurt you if you simply crossed paths." And her worst influence was, thank the gods, not in this universe.

"Where we are from she is an occasional ally, and an occasional...opponent." She gave a helpless smile. "It's complicated, but she has no reason to harm you, and for whatever reason she thinks of me as an ally at the moment, so in dire circumstances I think you can go to her. In. Very dire circumstances."

Blaine nodded then. He wasn't sure he completely understood but he got the gist of it. "Okay, I'll be careful around her," he promised. "But Tim is okay?"

"Tim is absolutely fine," she assured him. "I would trust him with my life, you can trust him with yours, if it comes down to that."

"Okay," Blaine said. "Considering that I went out of my way to embarrass myself in front of him, that's pretty good."

She smiled and shook her head. "Is that so? I doubt he holds it against you. What happened? We never really had the chance to talk about it."

"I ended up making a whole bunch of noise by falling into some of the derbies. If he had been anyone else he probably would have taken advantage of it..."

"You were very lucky," Diana agreed, a faint frown crossing her face. "That's something we'd need to work on. That is, if you would be interested?" she added the offer impulsively. "I think our experience has proved that hoping I'll be around in times of trouble isn't a workable plan, so perhaps I could teach you a little, about keeping quiet and hidden when you need to."

"That's be great," Blaine admitted. "We should train before the next Arena anyway, so having skills like that are really important."

"Good, that's very true," said Diana, nodding. Then she added, slightly teasing, "I hope you don't mind early mornings or hard work. I've heard I'm a harsh taskmistress when it comes to survival training."

"Not at all. I'm a performer, we have to get used to those things."

"That's right," Diana remembered. "You may end up outdoing me in stamina. I don't know that I've ever met a group of people harder on their training than performers." Except possibly the ones who wore a different kind of costume. And even then, it depended on the person.

"Exactly. If you want to be good, you have to work at it."