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Entry tags:
- alexandrie d'asgard,
- bastien,
- byerly rutyer,
- derrica,
- ellis,
- julius,
- kostos averesch,
- nell voss,
- wysteria de foncé,
- yseult,
- { athessa },
- { fitcher },
- { ket perrino },
- { miles vorkosigan },
- { poesia },
- { richard dickerson },
- { sidony veranas },
- { sister sara sawbones },
- { sonia barra },
- { vanadi de vadarta }
[ open: all arise! ]
WHO: you. yes, you there. you're invited
WHAT: Sonia is throwing a big party, because everyone needs an excuse to get good and drunk together right now. And dancing. There is always dancing.
WHEN: Justinian, shortly after the return of the jungle crew
WHERE: The suite at the top of the mage tower
NOTES: ♫ have some party jams ♫
WHAT: Sonia is throwing a big party, because everyone needs an excuse to get good and drunk together right now. And dancing. There is always dancing.
WHEN: Justinian, shortly after the return of the jungle crew
WHERE: The suite at the top of the mage tower
NOTES: ♫ have some party jams ♫
The month in the jungle was a long one, made longer by the total lack of any alcohol to mitigate the experience. Utterly unthinkable. Sonia is addressing a public need by throwing a grand party -- a public service, even. Besides, it's what she does. When was the last time she got to plan a party, anyway? Granted, this is not a Denerim soiree for the young nobility, but the venue doesn't matter. Only the people and the drinks, and Sonia is assuredly rich in both. It is also a fantastic excuse not to think about any of the bad things that have happened since she was last in Kirkwall.
The decoration in the residential suite at the top of the mage tower would be best classified as improvisational -- one of those drapes tacked along the wall for ambience may be a bedsheet -- but it's the spirit of the thing that counts. One makes do with what one has. In one corner are a few tables laden with spirits, some provided by Sonia, others by generous partygoers. There are a few Barra vineyard vintages in the mix, highlights of her personal collection, a testament to the celebration she considers tonight to be. There's a small selection of food nearby, mostly for snacking to go with the drinks, though guests are free to bring whatever they like to share.
And there is, of course, music. Someone here has brought a fiddle or a flute or a bunch of pots masquerading as a drum set. Maybe you've brought your very own a capella choir. Whatever the accompaniment, there's something to dance to. Sonia makes sure there is dancing.
Tonight is not for licking wounds or swapping grisly stories of terror and survival. Tonight is for feeling alive, getting properly and delightfully drunk, and having a good god damn time.
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Better than forgetting, anyway. [ With a slight nod in her direction, ] Where were you before you joined up with Riftwatch?
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Oh, around. I did some mercenary work in Rivain for a while, before coming back here. Riftwatch was still part of the Inquisition then.
[ Hard to believe that was so long ago... ]
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Mercenary work. Seriously?
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[ Asked as if she doesn't get why her being a mercenary would be unexpected. ]
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You seem a bit young, is all.
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I'm twenty-nine. What are you, like...
[ She visibly struggles to come up with a number, then gives up. ]
I can't even guess, I'm terrible at ages.
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Thirty-two.
[ Does he look thirty-two??? He has no idea. People used to tell him he looked like a baby, now he's apparently got an adult grandson. ]
But that's not where you're from, is it? "Around". Being a mercenary— that's just a job.
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Right. Sorry. [ He takes a moment to settle on a neutral (maybe??) topic. ] Has Riftwatch changed much since splitting off?
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[ Worst part of Thedas. Well, not actually even close to the worst part of Thedas, but definitely the most obnoxious day-to-day. ]
The mess hall lies about it to Rifters, you know. I went half a bloody month thinking coffee hadn't been invented yet.
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[ She looks at him to assess whether or not he's serious, decides that he is, and looks immediately indignant on his behalf. ]
Those fuckers. Which one told you that?
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[ A bit deer-in-headlights at the zero to 100, but he rallies quickly. ]
Didn't catch his name. Short man with the big arms— [ Quickly. Not very helpfully. ]
It's fine, really. It's just like being a freshman at the academy.
[ ... he hated being a freshman at the academy. Maybe the zero to 100 is fair, actually. ]
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[ Clearly, she has some personal stake in people being treated as outcasts. ]
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Maybe being on the other side of it is the weird part. He remembers that same indignation when the Accords had been introduced, bullying Inhumans into outing themselves. With that thought he says, again: ]
Okay.
[ More sure, on the same page. Only a bit resigned. ] There's a complaint box, yeah? Riftwatch HR? That's— [ Human resources. She's an elf and he's apparently a demon going by popular definition. ] A department that sorts out interpersonal problems in the workplace.
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[ She has no ill will towards Salvio, but-- ]
Most I've seen come of complaints is arguing about them over the crystals. I prefer to take things into my own hands.
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Yeah. [ He says, lifting one hand to idly scratch behind an ear. ] That's about what HR does.
[ A little carefully, ]
What's that mean, exactly? Taking things into your own hands.
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It means I'm gonna talk to him? [ duh. ]
And kindly remind him what we're all doing here, [ wait for it... ]
And if he doesn't listen I'll kick his arse until he does.
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Right, that's— that's fine, theoretically, but maybe there should be a few more steps between the reminder and the arse kicking.
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[ She cools slightly, because being indignant right now, right here, isn't going to help much. She'll save it for the dining hall. ]
I just don't like seeing people get taken advantage of because of where they come from.
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No, you're right. [ He'd already agreed with her, generally. More specifically: she's right to be genuinely angry about it. ] I'll go with you.
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What's that supposed to mean?
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But if he gets that talking to and sees you with me, he'll think that the only reason I'm chewing him out is because you complained, and he's likely to seek you out in retaliation later.
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