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.]

Comments

[neversought]

[harry never planned on attending either. granted, he only just arrived in this place, which is why he is staring as he lifts his hand to adjust the glasses on his face in slight confusion. he has not been on this ship very long, but before all of this, he was in chicago so he is used to alternate universes.

he folds his arms across his chest, looks over at the other boy at the words.]

Apparently it is.

Lovely how they refuse to give any choice about it, isn't it? [there's that harry potter-snark.]

[banishment]

Just like how they took the time to ask if we wanted to be here in the first place.

[ zuko snorts. sure, time ~standing still~ back home — supposedly — has been explained to him, but he can't help but hate whatever spirit or higher power decided he needed to be here. he doesn't. a firebender on a boat is really only useful if you're looking to burn another boat to the ground. otherwise, all they do is stomp around and hate being surrounded by this much excess water. zuko sure does. he spent the majority of his formative years at sea and has, as far as he's concerned, met his seafaring quota.

besides, he sort of has a war to fight. and an avatar to train. an avatar who doesn't seem all that willing to play the part he needs to as of late. (he didn't know which he was more frustrated with at this point: aang or the stupid boat.) ]

You just get here? To the ship, I mean.

[neversought]

Yeah, really loved that part. Lovely invitation that they send out, complete with the details of the little vacation they ask if you'd like to take as opposed to rudely plucking you out of thin air.

[harry smirks in that snark of his, lifting up a hand to adjust the glasses on his face. this is nothing at all like chicago it turns out. it's nothing like the home he had before that one despite how used to magic he is, he can safely say that this mystery ship is entirely new territory.

lovely to know it isn't all fun and games and mysteries and potential danger, but sometimes there are balls too. that does sound a bit more like hogwarts and chicago.]

I did. Been here long enough to hear the bit about time stopping where we're from and that there is no way to force the door open so far as anyone knows. [his own magic hadn't worked.]

[banishment]

[ new territory, indeed. for someone from a pre-industrial world, stepping onto a ship full of 21st century-like technology and then some is like walking into an alien world. zuko felt out of step with everything; outdated and incredibly behind. he could burn this ship down with a simple flick of his wrist, but he couldn't get the vending machine outside his room to do what he wanted it to. ]

That's about all anyone knows, unfortunately. [ he grimaces, shakes his head. ]

I'm Zuko.

[neversought]

[harry grimaces as well, reaching up to adjust the glasses on his face thoughtfully. he feels lucky to have his wand with him, but he doesn't know if it'll do much good in a place like this one.]

Harry. [he says with a bit of a smirk.] Are you new too? Was wondering if balls like this happened often.

[and if it was more the ship's doing or the passenger's.]

[banishment]

[ he supposes he should be grateful he can still bend. zuko faced living without the ability to bend properly once, and that brief span of time between the loss of his anger fizzling out is flames and relearning from the dragons had been terrifying. not being able to bend at all would've made living on this ship a neverending nightmare for him. ]

Not really. I've actually been stuck on this ship for about a month now. [ he shrugged. ] I don't know, though the ship does seem to have a bad habit of just making things happen. It's almost like it's alive.

[neversought]

...a month? Is there even anything to do on this ship?

[Harry frowns at that, because it isn't the first time he has heard of something like that happening. he lifts up a hand to adjust his glasses, still frowning about it. Harry hadn't actually thought the rifts could do something like this, but he can't help but note the similarities]

Sounds like rifts. One of the... other worlds I've lived in, they had these breaks in time and space called rifts, and they would sort of do and create things that were suspiciously relevant to what was going on like magic igloos during the winter. That kind of thing.

[banishment]

Dodge all the weird stuff that pops up. [ like an influx of cats, dogs, and turtleducks... though he seemed to be the only one who got stuck with a turtleduck companion.

[ time he understood, but space was a concept that was a little beyond what he knew of the world. maybe some of the great scientific minds of the era would've understood what harry was saying, but zuko was the son of a king. he understood politics, diplomacy, and how to fight and bend. science and the theories of the field weren't his forté. ]

Are you sure someone didn't just bend the snow into an igloo? [ magic igloos sounded like waterbender shenanigans to him. ]