The White Swanfish Gala (Open to All, including party-crashers)

[creepycyclops]

The White Swanfish Gala is this evening - A VIP-only event where invitations are only sent to the likes of the heads of industry, Mover stars, avatars, and their guests. The host is Wil Zan (Slade's affable civilian alter ego), and he is dressed in a fine white and blue silk nehru, smiling broadly and chatting with what seems like every patron there, one at a time. He has brought in the finest chefs to provide an unlimited stream of fine food and drink, popular musicians provide entertainment and lively music to dance to, and this gala is sure to be an event worth talking about for years.

Interestingly, Zan has set up some rather unusual security measures. Though your average riff-raff will be kept out, he has intentionally left strategic security gaps that can be bypassed by the bold and the cunning. Zan actually has men covertly watching these gaps, but instead of stopping these party-crashers, their instructions are to inform Zan. (This serves as a sort of test for potential apprentices that Slade may try to recruit in the future.)

((NOTE: This is an event log, so not every reply has to be toward Slade. Feel free to write what your character is doing at the party or how they snuck in, etc. "Zan" is likely to give you his attention, but others can too.))

Comments

[raavashing]

That means you won't ask me to dance, right?

[He said with a playful grin, more for the person still at the table - wow they take forever. five seconds should totally be enough for them to get their food and get out.

Wan felt every single second crawl by at a glacier's pace.]

[diedthesage]

Oh alright. [Said with a very long drawn out sigh. She loved dancing, but this kind was a little slower than she was used to anyway. And she was more than sure their cover might be blown if both of them bumbled around the dance floor.]

But if you agree to dance with some of those other women giving you the eye we will have to have words.

[raavashing]

I swear to you, I won't dance with anyone tonight if I'm not dancing with you.

[A beat.]

But I am still holding you to your word that I don't have to dance tonight.

[Wan leaned in as he straightened, letting his shoulder brush against her. Just barely. Enough to look like it was an affectionate thing.]

I think I'll go find the bar and get a drink. Would you like me to refill yours?

[diedthesage]

[She gave a small shake of her head with a wave of her hand.]

It's fine. Go get whatever you want. Take your time. [Trying to let him know he could disappear wherever he wanted to go in the room and not have to keep up the charade for a little while. She had to think it was tiring for him.]

[raavashing]

[Wan smiled a little wider and gave her a quick salute before walking off. He wasn't going to be leaving her, but he was happy he didn't need to keep hanging around and talking to her the way they had to so they didn't stand out.]