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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 ♫

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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Ket doesn't seem particularly bored or lonely, but Sonia does catch her on her own with the party in full swing. She's chatted with a few people, but she can't truly claim to have made any friends in Riftwatch yet (friendly acquaintances, maybe). She's happy enough to sip her drink and watch for now. When the party brings her hostess nearby and temporarily without someone else occupying her attention, however, Ket volunteers: "Well done, on the party. It was an excellent idea."

Sonia turns on her with a bright smile, looking delighted. She is holding a rich glass of some kind of red in one hand -- that glass has not been empty all evening -- and she gestures with it while she talks, the bangles on her wrist catching the light.

"Oh, I'm so glad to hear you're enjoying it! That's all I wanted, really." Oh, she loves attention, and she loves throwing a good party, but the best part of a good party is everyone else having fun. She tilts her head slightly, smiling inquisitively at Ket. "Do you dance, or do you prefer to simply watch?"

"I know how," Ket says, "but no one's asked me so far." It's delivered lightly, more a jest than an actual excuse.

"Well, then let me fix that by asking you for this dance," Sonia says with a wide smile. Eyes shining, she puts her glass down on the nearest surface and extends a hand to Ket. "Lead or follow?"

She takes the offered hand without hesitation, putting her glass down beside Sonia's. "I can do either, though I'm happy to follow your lead if you prefer. You seem to have the rest of the evening so well in hand."

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Wow, definitely thought I responded to this a solid week ago, go team