A formal dance.

[pendragon]

WHO: Everyone!
WHERE: The Atrium, Haven's Hub.
WHEN: Today! The dance will go on from the late afternoon until the early hours of the morning.
WHAT: Have your top hat and cane? This is a formal ball. The origination is a drunken Vandal and battle-worn Saber.
WARNINGS: Could be anything from bar fights to drunken swearing to people tripping over their own feet or people making out in a corner.

Welcome to the dance!      The Atrium will have its doors open in the late evening. For the first two hours, Vandal and Drift will be acting as receptionist and bouncer. After that, the doors close. At the reception desk, you will be required to sign your name and also hand over any weapons that you are carrying. (Within the building there is an inhibitor placed. No one will be able to use any weaponry on their person.)      The Atrium is decorated in royal purple and black, with accents of white and pearl. The decorations are standard fair for a ball. There's hanging draperies, table clothes, and colored lighting. Towards the outside of the circular Atrium, everyone will be under a glowing white light. Towards the middle of the dance floor, there is a much softer lavender that illuminates the immediate area.      Vandal and Saber organized and planned, and then helped with decorations. They will also be over seeing the event throughout the entire night. Vandal will be handling the reception desk and registration. We have Frenzy as our DJ in the Atrium, and Miko will be playing electric guitar for those who decide to visit the bar. Saber, Ironhide, and McCrane will be acting as security. They would be the best to contact should you have any.. safety concerns. Our bouncer, Drift, will be "on call" for security once his primary assignment is done. Kay organized and lead the decorating, and Ravage and McCrane helped with placing them. Melan and Joe gathered needed materials. Skidaddle is the one to blame for having the supply of available hats at the doors for any Cybertronian who tries to get past the one piece of attire rule.      Feel free to post in any sub-forum area you think your character would be present in (with or without an opening post), or merely tag others. Prose or action-spam is okay (and you may want to include this in your initial posts if you want others to tag you). Bonus: include links to garments your character may be wearing. This is entirely up to you! Have fun!      Make sure to add your character to the tags! (That's the registry.)

SHORTCUTS TO THE SUB-FORUMS:
Reception Area
Dance Floor
Lounging Areas
Bar
Walls

Comments

Arcee | s'all good

[robotfightclub]

[When watching people dance gets too tiring--it does, shut up--Arcee takes to the lounge. Nothing wrong with a good sit, in fact it's a perfect opportunity to people watch.

And bot watch.

And alien watch.

And whatever else is here watch.

Even at a party, it's always a good idea to collect information. Never know when it'll come in handy.

For anyone who might have missed it, she's also dressed up in a rather fancy getup. It's her way of seeing if she can pull off human fashion.]

[littlecrowgirl]

[Wow, Arcee. Kay's just...in awe at your outfit. Forget how you did it, the only thing that matters here is that you look stunning in it to her. She walks up, a bit sheepishly.]

Did you make that all by yourself? I'm impressed!!

[robotfightclub]

[Oh, why look who it is! It's bird girl! She hasn't seen Kay in awhile, good to know she's still alive.]

Good, then I don't have to tell you how I made it.

[Kay would find herself much less impressed if she did. Let's keep the illusion.]

[littlecrowgirl]

[Yes, surprisingly after everything she's alive and kicking.]

Oh I see. Keeping your secret to yourself. I getcha.

[There's a giggle as she folds her arms.]

I hope you danced, at least!

[robotfightclub]

Trust me. I danced.

[Much more than she intended to. Which is to say, not at all. Here's hoping her team never finds out, she'll never hear the end of it.]

[littlecrowgirl]

Good! Fancy footwork is the key to a good night. Or...so I've heard.

[She takes a seat next to Arcee, swinging her feet idly. It was good to let them rest, speaking of feet.]

I kinda overdid it.

[robotfightclub]

[Oh that's right, humans have squishy feet. ...Just like the rest of their bodies.]

Then you're at the right place. Take it easy. Maybe try taking your shoes off.

[Arcee doesn't know much about shoes, but people on TV tend to make a big deal about taking them off after a long day. ...She's trying, okay?]

[littlecrowgirl]

Good idea!

[She didn't even think of it, to be honest. She starts to pull those boots off, leaning back and stretching her legs out some when they're off for good.]

Much better. Thanks, Miss Arcee! I guess you don't have to worry about things like that, huh.

[robotfightclub]

[Arcee gives a soft smile, glad to see her advise was actually useful.]

Yes and no. Just because my feet don't ache as easily, doesn't mean they never do. Also means I don't have an easy fix when it happens.

[littlecrowgirl]

[She gives a soft chuckle, fiddling with her scarf a little.]

Guess that means neither of us will have it easy after this dance, huh? At least it's worth it!

[robotfightclub]

[Arcee's smile fads a little. Worth what, exactly? Nothing really comes out of it.]

It's a good time waster, I'll give it that much.

[littlecrowgirl]

Well yeah, but what's wrong with a little R&R? After the centipede thing, I think we all need it.

Gets our mind off other things, you know?

[robotfightclub]

[...Hold the phone.]

And what were you doing with the centipedes?

1/2

[littlecrowgirl]

...




[Something tells her this isn't a good topic to go to.]

2/2

[littlecrowgirl]

Well, they're dead now, at least!

[tearsofsteel]

[Albert's making his own rounds through the haven. Albert passes through the crowd. Unfortunately, he lacks Joe's speed to pass through the crowds gracefully as he bumps into Arcee. The cyborg quickly shoves his handless arm back into his pocket before saluting the Autobot.]

Sorry.

[robotfightclub]

[There are many questions Arcee could be asking right now. Instead of asking any of them, she chooses to be snarky.]

Stand down, solider.

[The last time a human saluted her...he was a little nutty.]

[tearsofsteel]

[Don't worry, Albert is more broken than insane. Albert can snark right back.]

Me working for the military, that'd be the day.

[robotfightclub]

Considering the lack of military here? Sure would be.

[Is...is this going to become a game?]

[tearsofsteel]

You spend a few months here and suddenly you're a local.