Winter Gala

[justaddh2o]

WHO: Everyone
WHERE: Jeopardy
WHEN: Saturday, December 21 from 5:00 p.m. onward into the early morning hours of Sunday, December 22.
WHAT: The Winter Gala Fundraiser for Jeopardy Relief Efforts
WARNINGS: Please include any necessary warnings in your TLs.
NOTES: This post will serve as a catch-all for logs for the entire event (though you’re also welcome to post things elsewhere, of course).

It's the most wonderful time of the year! Well, mostly. In the wake of a near-apocalyptic event, the city of Jeopardy is in need. What started out as an idea to advertise Rikki Chadwick's burgeoning business, after a little more planning and nabbing some ideas from Kenzi's post, she and Rupert have reconfigured and rebranded their idea to focus less on her and more on the relief effort.


Characters will enter the venue after giving a small donation at the door and they will be greeted by a large room lit in blues, soft pinks, and purples. From the ceilings hang snowflakes made of glass. The centerpieces are also made of glass. Come to think of it, nearly all the decorations are made of glass. Except, that is, the mistletoe hanging from several of the rafters and archways. A buffet-style dinner will be served from 5:00 p.m. to 6:30 p.m., at which point, the buffet tables and seating tables will be cleared away to make room for the makeshift stage for the DJ and a gigantic dance floor.

Drinks will be flowing, music will be playing, and people will be bidding on silent auctions to win everything from one of the centerpieces to a date with their favorite imPort and everything in between. So, eat, drink, and be merry until you can't stay awake any longer. Why not? It's all for a good cause, after all.

Comments

[justaddh2o]

In Tyl's defense, at least, Rikki had spent the better part of the previous week in Nonah, hiding at the Hargreeves' home while she tried to wait out the power switch with Klaus. It had just been too much being in Jeopardy with his power. It was bad enough in Nonah, but in Jeopardy, it was multiplied. It was... a lot. She'd have been a little surprised to know that Rupert hadn't been shouting it from the rooftops, though, or if he had, that Tyl had managed to miss that. Still, people had other things to do.

"Honestly, Rupert really did most of the work with that," Rikki concedes graciously. "I did the decorations, though. With my power," she says shrugging. "It started out because he reckoned we should throw a party to get my name out there so when I start my business doing the glass pieces, people will already know what I can do. But then the more we talked about it, the less it became about me and the more it was turning into a fundraiser. And then Kenzi helped with the auctions and all. I hardly put all this together on my own. I only wish I could be that talented," she laughed.

Taking a sip of her own drink, courtesy of Ben, she smiled a little. "Are you having fun, though, at least?"

[biochemastery]

"You get all the interesting powers," he grumbles into his drink. Glass stuff, that wasn't unheard of, but that was a Tenno thing. Hadn't gotten his hands on it, didn't know how it worked. "How big can you go with it? How sharp?" Because those were the two reports you tended to get from the field when that glass model showed up: Even the most incurious and illiterate of guardsmen could tell you Big wall. Pointy things. Many cut. Also with an inevitable side of please send help.

"Mmm. 's a chance to wear nice clothes and drink something psychoactive," he holds up his... whatever this was, he liked the taste. "What's not to like about that?"

[justaddh2o]

Laughing a little, Rikki smirks. "Yeah, I sort of do, don't I?" she asks. She does actually love her abilities and she'd missed them rather a lot when Klaus had swapped with her. She'd missed them a lot independent of the fact that she hadn't liked Klaus's. At all.

She shrugs thoughtfully. "Dunno, I haven't really tried to go sharp yet and the biggest I've tried so far, you'll see the centerpieces," she replies. Nothing and no one has really given her much reason to try to make something too much larger because she doesn't want to have to keep something larger in her room and she's had no indication thus far that someone might buy it to get it out of her room.

"And you look brilliant," Rikki says fondly with a smile. "These drinks are pretty tasty, yeah?" She's loving them, personally. Taking it very slow so as not to make her of-age friends regret hooking her up, but all the same, they are pretty delicious, if you ask her.

[biochemastery]

"You should try it. See if you can do hardened glass too--different chemical mixes. I need some for the lab." Sure, he could buy this stuff--but it was so expensive! Urgh! When he'd finally figured out how 'dollars' worked, he'd been aghast. Almost $100 per bottle? No! Absolutely not!

"And you--that's a good look." Shiny, fit the decor. Could do with a bit more patterning, but the braids in the hair were nice. "They are, and it's evil. I'm going to drink too much for this little body, I can already tell." Look, he knew how to pace himself. Sort of. But things tasting good was still so new that it was hard to resist.

[justaddh2o]

To that, Rikki gives a thoughtful facial shrug. "I suppose I probably could do, I dunno," she replies. She could figure it out, she reckoned, if she really tried. "But it would cost you. What you see around here, that's the last of the free ones I reckon I'll be doing." After this, she plans on preparing to open her business finally and get this show on the road. Rikki really prefers being her own boss to shilling bottles of water for someone else's fatter paycheck.

To his compliment, Rikki smiles, reflexively looking down at her dress — Klaus's dress, actually — and then looks back up at him. "Thank you. Still not mine, but I really like it," she confesses. She might ask Klaus if she can keep this one. Maybe. If she can think of a reason to wear it again, in any case.

With a grin, she takes a sip of her own drink. "Yeah, I'd say the same if I weren't trying especially hard to make each one last so that I don't have too many," Rikki laughs. "Just pace yourself some, mate. You'll be all right if you just watch how many you let yourself have."

[biochemastery]

He waves away the concern of money. "I can pay. I just don't want to pay as much as the locals are asking for this stuff. They're asking for the kind of markup high enough to make the Queens themselves angry." He pauses for a second to take another drink. "True story, y'know, they went to war a little while ago over price-gouging." It was hilarious.

As to the dress, though-- "You're wearing it now, what's stopping you from keeping it?" He was going to give his dress back, but that was only because he'd heard something about 'dry-cleaning', and he was not going to bother with whatever that was.

[justaddh2o]

"Really?" she asks, looking interested. "I mean, mine will be less anyway because I don't need to actually make glass, I just need to change water over, so it costs me legitimately nothing to do it. I'm sure they've got to get materials, though, yeah?" Then again, most places will bump their prices anyway just because they can, she reckons. At least, that's what her dad always said. Anything for a profit, the greedy jerks.

"Well, it's not mine and he lent it to me under the understood condition that I would give it back, yeah?" she laughs. It never actually occurs to her to just not give it back to Klaus, even if she does feel tempted to ask if she can have it. "I wouldn't be a very good friend if I just stole it, would I?"

[biochemastery]

"It's special glass. Doesn't expand when you heat it, doesn't crack from thermal shock, that kind of thing. 'least not all the time." When you worked with biologicals, you had to sterilize your equipment! ...Admittedly with some of the nastier biologicals it was best to just melt the glass when you were done with it, but!

"It's not stealing if it's just acknowledging you wear it best, right?" That was his logic, anyway. No, he had no idea whose dress this was.

[justaddh2o]

Her expression falls a little and she shakes her head. "I can't control what sort of glass the water turns into, so I dunno if something I made would work..." she warns, sounding a little saddened by the realization. She'd thought for a moment that she could really help him out and make a little money doing it, but maybe not, after all...

She wrinkles her nose and shakes her head. "I dunno that I actually do. I haven't seen Klaus in it," she points out, physically pointing a playful finger up as she does.

[biochemastery]

"Of course! There's always a catch." He sighed dramatically, taking another, longer drink. Turns out, emptying the glass was just what he needed, because by the time he was done, he had an idea.

"You know--" or at least he did, and he was gonna spread the wisdom, "--this modeling stuff they have me doing. You know what we're covered with, half the time? Shiny stuff." Take for example the big silver-banded rings that matched his dress. "On the hands, head, the clothes," he gestures to her dress. "Lots of places for an enterprising mind with unnatural glass powers to make something exclusive and expensive."

Plans were vague at the moment, but certainly enthusiastic. "You want design suggestions? I have them. In exchange for a cut of the profit, obviously. Then you make money, I buy borosillicate lab equipment, everybody's happy."

[justaddh2o]

Rikki shrugs a little, kind of sheepishly. She can't help it. Her eyebrows lift again at his idea and she's not really sure she understands what he's suggesting. "...sorry, you want me to put glass on clothes?" she asks, needing the clarity before she can answer. This is way out of her wheelhouse. Rikki is the kind of girl who normally wears a pair of shorts or jeans and a t-shirt or tank top. She never puts much effort into her clothes and the only time she looks like she does, it's because Klaus has dressed her for some occasion or another.

If glass on clothing was a fashionable thing, Rikki'd be the last one to know it, essentially.

[biochemastery]

"Sure! It's impractical enough to be high fashion, after all." That's how it works, even at home. The grineer elite who were slaves to performance encased themselves in thick armor plating, made themselves unstoppable juggernauts. He'd done himself up in curvy, sculpted synthetic skin. Sure, there was some armor woven in there, some of his best, most interesting tech, but really, the whole point was to look fantastic.

"And I am a model, you know. I can advertise for you." Probably against the terms of his contract with Alexis McKing or something, but you know what? They'd just have to deal with it.