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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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Harley giggled and sighed. "You shoulda seen the passion in his eyes, the swirling madness. Just thinking about it is enough to make my heart skip a beat." She smiled dreamily.

"We had out ups and downs, and I know it's unhealthy, but even after everything we went through I know I can never say know to that pasty white face or those big shiny teeth." Harley looked hopeful that her new friend would understand...or at least not shun her for what she admitted was a bad relationship.

Gaila patted her on the had. "Goddess knows I can't say anything about bad relationships. I've been in love with half of my Masters, even when they treated me bad." And then there was that thing with the Klingon dude that hadn't been particularly healthy either.

Harley nuzzled and purred into the patting like an eager kitten.

"Gotta love the bad boys, am I right?" She grinned that toothy grin. "Not everyone can really appreciate how dark they can be."

"S'more fun corrupting the innocent ones." Gaila replied with a dark smirk. She did get an inordinate amount of enjoyment in breaking in innocent partners.

Harley's cheeks burned red and she gave a shiver as her eyes twinkled with delight, "You really are just like...walking sexy." She cooed in awe and respect before cackling again. "You could probably read a menu and find a way to turn people on."

"I did once make someone crack a boner by explaining how to run an antivirus sweep on a computer bank." Gaila replied thoughtfully, ah better times where she didn't have to kill people unwillingly. "That was fun."

Harley squealed with laughter, "wow! Way to out sexy the Internet!" She declared, "I thought about running a website for teasing once. But I found out there's already like...five professionals who dress up and pretend to be me, just to undress and pretend to be turned on!"

"Duuuude, seriously?" Gaila replied with a squeak of outrage. "They do say copying is the lowest form of flattery, I guess."

"Tell me about it." Harley rolled her eyes in that grand exaggerated way like she wanted invisible cameras to catch it. "Half those bimbos don't even get my accent right!I mean how hard is it to say Mistah J? Not Mister, Mistah!" She shouted at the offending bimbos who were no where in sight. Then after a moment she added "But is it weird it was still kinda sexy to watch?"

"Nothin' wrong with finding yourself hot. Sorta like watching yourself in a mirror I guess." And there was definitely nothing wrong with that. "I mean, I've never watched my vids, but I guess I would probably find it hot."

Which of course led to the question that had plagued humans and aliens alike for centuries.

"On that train a thought." Harley began "If you do it with a clone, is that masturbation?"

These are truly the defining questions that separate men from gods.

Gaila paused in thought.

"Huh." She frowned, forehead crinkling in thought. "I guess it's like super involved masturbation."

"One of the only times it's socially acceptable to call out your own name during sex." Harley purred and winked.