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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]

[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]

[gruesome]

Then she hasn't helped us enough. She is a mother, we are the children. That is how it works.

[knifewithnoname]

[She looked confused, not understanding. She knew what a mother was she wasn't stupid. But she didn't see how that meant she helped them] I do no be understanding.

[gruesome]

[Some blinked at her, confused by her confusion. Even Conrad, whose mother had done her best to lose him, had understood the ideal.]

We aren't her servants, who have to come to her and serve her wants. She made us, and loves us, and we serve her... in the ways we can, to make her happy. Because we love her. Not because we fear her, because she would never do anything to us in anger. If we can't serve her, she serves us. Because she loves us even when we need her help.

Maybe then especially.

[knifewithnoname]

And that do be what a mother do be being like? [She wrinkled her nose. She wasn't sure what to think about this at all. Gods that served their people when their people couldn't serve them. Gods that didn't punish those that failed them.]

[gruesome]

[He nods, staring down at her a little sadly.]

... not yours?

[knifewithnoname]

I do no be having a mother. [Said casually as she continued to process this information.

Then her eyes narrowed suspiciously] If you're god do be being so nice to you why do you be being scared to be telling me what you do be doing for her?

[gruesome]

No.... oh, I am so sorry.

[So sorry that his voice goes a little faint.]

She- She is a grue god. Her enemy is the human god. You're human.

[knifewithnoname]

[More nose wrinkling] Why would you be being sorry? Some humans do just no be having parents. It do no be being sad.

[Gods were more interesting then parents]

All gods do be being enemies, do you be killing humans for her then?

[gruesome]

[Oh, he should never have begun this conversation. Some stared at her a moment, wide-eyed, mouths pressing thin, before he gave her the honest answer.]

Yes. So she and Light, who made the humans, can re-unite.

[knifewithnoname]

But that do no be being too hard for you. [She was a bit confused why the creator of the humans would want them dead. But she didn't look upset at all.] If you do be eating humans then you must be liking killing them.

[gruesome]

I have lived with humans, and loved humans, too long now to like killing them. Even so I can eat.

[knifewithnoname]

Do you want me to be killing some for you? One's you do no be knowing? You should no be going hungry.

[gruesome]

No!

[It's hasty, and a little horror-struck. What are you saying, child?]

[knifewithnoname]

[She shrugged] Okay well if you do be changing your mind you can be telling me.

[gruesome]

But... do you want to kill?

[He asked it quietly, leaning in for a whisper. There was no one on this boat he wanted to have overhear them.]

[knifewithnoname]

Be wanting to? [She sounded confused, she had never really thought about what she wanted before. Killing was her job and so she did it, she didn't hate it, it was fun sometimes especially when it was challenging.] I do be being good at it...

[gruesome]

How old are you?

[knifewithnoname]

Eleven. [Defensively] But I do no be a baby, I do be being good at it and have never been getting caught.

[gruesome]

[Eleven. That was good, at least. He'd thought younger. Humans were so hard to age.]

I am almost thirteen. I have been caught.

[knifewithnoname]

Well that did be being careless of you. [She told him wrinkling her nose] But you do be still being alive so you must have been escaping.

[gruesome]

It was. I'm glad it happened, though. My friends were able to help me stop needing to kill, and then I was released.

[knifewithnoname]

Why would they be doing that?