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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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Glinda smiled back him, finding herself feeling somewhat better when she talked. "I have no doubt that you are a gentleman, even before coffee, Mister Redfield." She replied softly.

He chuckled again. "Chris, really, just call me Chris. Mister Redfield was my dad." And he felt they were friends enough for her to call him by his name. "Titles aren't really my thing."

"That must be nice." She said, without thinking. "Not having to worry about what is expected of you all of the time."

"Never really thought about it really. I mean other than bein' big brother to Claire and making sure my team makes it back from a mission in one piece I just focus on stayin' alive it's all I've ever done.

"There are many things that come with titles that people do not understand, Chris." She replied, using his given name as he asked though it still felt odd of her tongue. "More than wealth. Duty, expectation, the demands of upholding family honour and doing right by your people. It has many a great cost to a person." she gravely commented.

"Well, ya know if you ever need to vent about the pressure here, I'll lend an ear right?" He gave a small smile to try to cheer her up. "I'd hate it if you got too stressed out." Reaching up he carefully tucked a stray hair from her face, fighting the urge to place his palm on her cheek.

Chris knew any other place he wouldn't have even had a chance to talk to someone like her he was a soldier, they didn't get to be close to beautiful people like Glinda.

Glinda felt her cheek heat at the slight contact. Male attention was something she had mostly cut herself off from while focused on governing Oz.

"I wouldn't wish to bore you. I can be frightfully dull sometimes." She demurred.

"I highly doubt you can be dull. And takes a lot to bore me really." He grinned at the blush it was adorable.

"I know I'm probably boring though. I mean a soldier can't get more dull than that. Maybe librarian. Books make me sleepy."

"Books make everybody sleepy, I think, it is only that not everyone is quite so honest about it." Other than the Grimmerie she'd never had much time for books. "They're simply so wordy."

"I don't know, my sister can usually read for hours on end." He chuckles a little. "But they are too wordy."

"Elphaba, my best friend could. She spent whole evenings all curled up reading the most frightful books of politics and philosophications and minister's speeches. Such dreadfully dull things. I hadn't a clue how she managed to stay wakeful through them."

That got a small laugh from him. "Thing is, back home there's some people who can learn by books, and others who need hands on. I've always been the hands on kinda guy." Then he realized how that could be taken. "I mean... When it comes to certain things."

Thank God Forest isn't here he'd make fun of that slip.

Glinda smiled beatifically, giving an understanding nod. "It took me so very long to get the grasps of academia. When I was finally given my training wand, there was no looking back to books." She had been off like a shot with the thing.

He could remember his sister playing fairy princess with a toy wand, and chuckled figuring Glinda had been the same way only, her magic worked. And she had probably been older but he wouldn't say the thought was cute to her.

"Yeah, ones the training wheels are off things are more fun. At least for us not the adults."