Ghadd Festival

[elegante_events]

Just as promised, deck seventeen has been outfitted for a party. The lights have been dimmed and incense has been lit. A full bar has been set up at each end and center of the deck. Hookahs sit in the middle of clusters of cushions and pillows

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Your Reluctant Hostess

[metharchy]

[Meth was not happy. She didn't celebrate Ghadd Festival usually, and considering all things and her circumstances, especially as she was not in Askoupur anymore, it was almost unbearable to be forced into doing so.

Once Redd had sent her to deck seventeen, she'd abandoned the flashing clown nose, but it was a small comfort considering that the Captain expected her to oversee the party at least until midnight.

She had work to attend to. This was such a waste. There was work she should be doing, not sitting around watching the passengers drink and smoke themselves into a stupor.]

Re: Your Reluctant Hostess

[ttlynotawizard]

[If she happens to spot Remy, she'll seem him over by one of the hookahs. He's lounging back, staring off into space. He's been pretty down the last few days and turning to smoking was a last resort to calm him down. Not like he told people that. Still he wasn't drunk, yet, and he was unsuccessfully attempting smoke rings.]

[metharchy]

[Remy was a welcome sight. He was probably the only passenger that Meth was actually happy to see. Meth headed over and took a seat next to him with a small sigh of relief.]

This is ridiculous.

[ttlynotawizard]

[Remy leans back and exhales a good stream of smoke before turning to face her. His smile is light, but there.]

I think it's a fine sort of party to have, one we have often, but there's reason at least.

Do you not enjoy the holiday?

[metharchy]

[Well at least Remy is enjoying himself. He seems more subdued than usual but Meth is too agitated to wonder if there's a reason why.]

I used to. Not anymore. Especially not when I should be working.

[Her lips were pressed into a thin line. It was near impossible for her to relax.]

[ttlynotawizard]

[Remy sighs before taking another deep inhale. He holds it in his mouth a moment as he offers the mouthpiece to Meth.]

Maybe you should try to relax for at least an hour or two. Anything I can do to help?

[metharchy]

You don't have to help, the party is for the passengers.

[Meth eyed the mouthpiece a moment, and with a sigh, took it from him. Meth wrapped her hand around it so the end was hidden just inside her fist, then breathed in.

After a moment she exhaled, blowing smoke out lightly between her lips, then handed it back to Remy.]

I might hit you up for a drink later if you feel up for mixing tonight.

[ttlynotawizard]

[Remy smiled as he took the mouthpiece back from her. The way to lift his spirits? Well...through spirits.]

I'd love to. Who do you have tending now?

[metharchy]

[Meth shrugged.]

It's self-serve. Redd might send Siran later but he's not very imaginative.

[ttlynotawizard]

[Remy laughed and shook his head]

Oh no no no, that won't do. I'll head over there once I'm done here. If you could secure me a punch bowl, I can make this a lot easier. Also...

[He takes a quick hit]

could you tell me what I'm smoking?

[metharchy]

[Meth smirked. She should have guessed that he would react that way.]

There's a bowl at the center bar. Nothing in it, and some ice in the cooler. Feel free to take what you like.

...as for what you're smoking, I...have no idea.

[It was all the same to Meth.]

Re: Your Reluctant Hostess

[seagullmun]

[Last time this lady had a party, Lenny got a bag ride!]

And I'm not gonna miss one of those today. I need it. Bad. I'm jonesin'. Who is Jones? I dunno. But I'm him-ing right now.

[As any good gull will tell you, desserts are always the best place to start your feasting.]

But which should I... Oh!

[Lenny spots the hostess. He caws in excitement.]

Over here!

[metharchy]

[Meth's attention was drawn immediately by the seagull cawing. She tensed, looking around with concern until she spotted Lenny.

Visibly relaxing, she headed toward the bird, an amused look on her face.]

Haven't seen you in a while. Did you find something good to eat yet?

[seagullmun]

Think so. But what's better? I want to start at the best.

[He points at the treats with one wing and cocks his head to the side.]

[metharchy]

[Meth looked over at the food, guessing the bird wanted her to choose. She figured the harder foods were out of question, so...she picked up a an apple slice and broke off a piece to offer it to the bird.]

Try this.

[seagullmun]

Nice.

[He crunches it up loudly.]

I used to think the red ones were poison.

[He's already done. Seagulls are trash-compactors.]