party post } { fool and king, ghoul and ghost

[mayoralty]

On the evening of the twenty-ninth, the ballroom on the main deck of the boat is decked out in lavish black and gold, thanks to Carol and Sophie, and the assistance of the very strong men they enlisted to help (thank you, boys). It's been a while since Carol has thrown a full out ball, and she liked the chance to stretch her event planning limbs again, even if those attending are mostly the ghost robots in their cater waiter wear.

A soft music is playing over the guests as they enter. As they pass through the threshold, there's a table with simple masks for them to choose from, in case they've forgotten their's. Once they pass through the main archway, they'll find their way to the large dance space where the ghost robot band is sitting, because live music is so much better than a recording, and they actually don't sound half-bad, all things considered. They also take requests, so feel free to tell them that song where you always wondered what it would sound like with a full orchestral backing. There's a large, expansive dance floor in the middle, and you're welcome to get out there and shake your groove thing whenever you see fit.

Tables with food line the far left wall of the room, as well as clusters of tables for the guests to sit when they so choose. There's also an open bar nestled into the far corner, for all your alcoholic needs. There are also plenty of dark corners to slip into, if you don't want anyone to see what you're doing, however the narration suggests watching those dark corners carefully. Rabbit holes lurk in pretty much every shadowed area of the ballroom and while they won't always drop you into a strange location of your choosing, there's a high chance they will. There's probably a high turnover of people arriving back in the ballroom, looking like they've gone five rounds with a bull.

Probably because they have.

The boat seem to want to promote this event as much as possible. While not everyone loves a good ball, some non-attenders may suddenly find themselves in attendance, completely dressed and no idea of how they got there. Trying to leave? Might not go so well either. For some, socializing isn't so much a choice as a punishment, but there are probably plenty of people to help you have a good time.

Or you could go on a trip to Narnia. One never really knows.

[OKAY BALL IS GO sorry I was late getting this up. Rabbit Holes are to be used at your discretion, but if you need suggestions or want me to randomize something for you, just shoot me a PM/private plurk/ping me (iluvroadrunner6) and I will give you a scenario. Otherwise, mix, mingle and have fun with all the pretty formal wear. o7 Actionspam/prose/whatever floats your boat for this, it was easier to just write up the top part in prose.]

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[fissures]

It's nice to meet you, Lois.

[ Danny finds that he means that, for all of his own shortcomings when it comes to socializing. He may not trust the ship as far as he can throw it (could he throw it? hmm.) but he trusts his brother, along with his judgment, implicitly. And it seems as though he and this beautiful woman do seem to know each other.

A rarity in and of itself, since James isn't one to make friends easily. That alone helps his impression.

He takes the offered hand and gently gives it a firm but gentle shake, and it's accompanied by rare, if not subdued smile. ]

How do you two know each other? [ Catch this newbie up, pls. ]

[all_thecavalry]

[The Wilders are a very pretty family. Lois very much approves of this friendship choice.]

Sparring partners. James is nice enough to let me pretend I stand a chance of taking him every once in a while.

[She can't. James is a rock and she is good, but she's not that good, but she can feel herself getting better, which is the important thing.]

[thine]

[James smiles a little bit as he folds his arms across his chest with a tiny smile.]

You're very good. I was impressed.

[and he didn't use his extra supernatural strength because that felt like it would be an unfair advantage, but she is really talented at sparring. he wouldn't pretend when it comes to that.]

[fissures]

[ danny's eyebrows go up a bit. iiiinteresting.

he turns to lois with a tiny smile of his own, however rusty in its execution. ] He does not give praise lightly.

[ nor is he impressed lightly. this is important to take note of, lois. ]

[all_thecavalry]

[Taking note she will. Her eyebrows go up a bit in return and she glances back to James with a small smirk.]

Good to know I leave an impression.

[Though honestly, how could she not. She's Lois Lane.]