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[lyingheart]

WHO: OPEN.
WHERE: De Chima.
WHEN: Saturday, December 13th, 2014.
WHAT: Earlier in the afternoon, there will be base-jumping in elf costumes. Later on is the charity silent date auction and different performances by USA celebrities fundraising for charity this holiday season. OOC information post here.
WARNINGS: None now, will update later. To avoid seeing all the silent auction threads, simply press on the (Hide ## comments) under the header comment for the auction section!

[ BASE JUMPING from TARTARUS TOWER ]
For those imPorts who volunteered to jump from Tartarus Tower, arrivals for fittings into their costumes begins at 2:00 PM sharp. Each costume comes with a name-tag attached, and make-up artists are on hand to help affix elf ears to participants and work on their eye make-up for the ease of the cameras catching all this live.

The jumps will start at 4:00 PM, and after all imPort elves have jumped and successfully reached the ground, they'll join the bus transporting presents and Malik to the De Chima children's hospital to deliver gifts to the children in the cancer ward (and elsewhere). ImPorts will then be transported over to the main facilities for the fundraiser event as a whole, invited to attend the Silent Date Auction as well as listen to any of the various performances occurring over the course of the evening.

[ CHARITY SILENT DATE AUCTION in DE CHIMA ]
Starting at 4:00 PM, the doors to the conference hall made available for the ImPort Charity Silent Date Auction will open. Live music will be provided, along with refreshments and catered hor d'oeuvres, and televisons displaying both the news stories and live coverage of the fundraiser events occurring over the course of the evening. ImPorts will be encouraged to attend any of these performances in person, but will not be required to leave the conference hall unless they wish to do so.

There is lounge seating available, and free wireless throughout the building. Different conference halls are hosting different events in this event center, and the largest productions are happening on a built stage outside. There's a massive lit tree in the central front courtyard of the event center, and many small stands selling hot drinks, good foods, and wares outside by the stage and surrounding streets, all with a portion of proceeds going to various named charities.

Please comment to this log with your own starters! Only the Auction Thread will be set-up under its own sub-thread, for ease of tracking. Auction Threads can be threaded in, but initial comments to those threads should be the bids that a character is placing on someone else (or themselves). Bidding will close OOCly by this time next week (or when a player states bidding is closed on their character - send me a PM to close that thread, or comment to close it on your own). ICly, all bids close at the end of the night.

Comments

[infomodder]

[A seven-foot tall suit of armor? No, Will hasn't ever seen one, his face makes that obvious. But that soon ceases to be the focal point, even someone who pretends to be as socially inept as Will Graham can see that. While he's not the most joyous or comforting person around, perhaps recent experience can combat that. Perhaps it's less about how he says it and more what he says.]

I went home. [Quiet, his steps slowing. Not standing still but significantly slower than they'd bee before.] I was here for...over six months. One day I woke up back where I belong without any memory of being here, and then...I was here again. [He knows people don't always believe that it happens, though he's not sure why. The two from his world who experienced the same thing, well. They came back in a different physical state. So did Will. He might point to them if it ever became too contested.] Don't see why he wouldn't be back home.

[It can be a comforting thought at the same time it can be a horrifying one—at least, in Will's world, that's rather the case. But mightn't it be better for those who leave to be thought of, at least, back where they belong, even if where they belong isn't...the kindest?]

[hands4healing]

That's good to know. [Said soberly. But she reaches out to Will, laying her hand on his forearm. And smiles.] Thank you for telling me! I'll share it with Ed, if you don't...if it's all right with you.

Al back home... [Her expression is distant. Her 'home' is here, now. With Ed, and her dog, Zoey. And the people she meets here. At least until she finds out if she's dead or not.] I like to think that he's all right. And not worried about us!

[Whether she notices Will's slowed down, she doesn't say anything, just ambles along beside him.]

[infomodder]

[Her hand on his forearm gets a look—not upset by it, just a second's glance to acknowledge it's there. That's not something he's used to, either, but it's nothing truly alarming. Some people like to make physical connection, so be it.

Ambling doesn't last too much longer on his end; Will slows to a stop, looking down at his feet for a second as though checking to make sure the ground exists. Good to be grounded by something that can be seen for exactly what it is.]

It's all right with me. I'm not the—not the only one who's had experiences going home and coming back. [Awkward. Maybe that's all on his end, maybe it should stay that way, which is why he drops it there, doesn't offer a strained I'm sure he's fine and not worried about you at all. The smile is strained, but that's par for the course.] So...next time. You, me, and the dogs. Yeah?

[He's not good at making exits, he'll fall back on dogs. Again.]

[hands4healing]

Thank you, Will. You...it'll help. I can't explain how. But it will!

[Ed might be more relieved. Or something. To hear this.]

I hadn't met anyone else who'd gone and come back here.

[She smiles.] Yes, of course! I'll bring Zoey. Soon. So you can meet her.

[infomodder]

[Perhaps Will notices it more considering it happened to the only two he knew from home within mere weeks of his arrival, but he's not about to go giving out those names. She seems complacent to take him at his word instead of ask for more, he'll gladly go along with it.]

I'm moving back to Heropa after this [one elbow nudges out—this meaning here, no] so I'll be around all the time instead of just for work.

[As if Will needed any reason to hang out other than a dog, but hey. He can pretend while giving something of a standing invitation.]

[hands4healing]

With your...print shop? [Didn't you make t-shirts or something?]

Great. I'll give you a call in the next week or so, so you and Zoey can meet.

[She thinks maybe Will needs a chance to be by himself for a little bit, and she ought to go check and make sure Ed hasn't done something stupid.]

[infomodder]

[That gets a short laugh along the lines of a bark. He could see how that mistake would be made, and it's not wholly wrong—no one else has come to that conclusion to his face yet, though.]

Bait shop. [No scolding in his correction, too amused for that.] And I'll keep an ear out for it. [As if he's ever without his communicator in the first place.] Hope you have a good evening.

[One last look at the strap of her dress nearest him should indicate he's thinking more about having a warm evening than anything else, but no need to go jinxing the weather as it is. No need for everything to have been fine until a conversation about snow started and wouldn't quite go away. That's just testing fate, and Winry's arms don't deserve it.]

[hands4healing]

Bait shop. [Winry grins back.] And I'll let you know how the evening goes when I bring Zoey over!