[Open Event] NPP Dance at the Newcomer Community Center

[rapturescreed]

Who: The Newcomer Political Party and The Newcomers!
When: January 13th, 7:00 PM to
Where: The Newcomer Community Center
Summary: Time for the Dance! Everyone have fun!
Warnings: Anything is possible!

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[walkthedawn]

[Riku's mostly there to keep an eye on things, even if this isn't where he'd normally be working. He's dressed in a casual suit and seems to be lingering on the outskirts to make sure things are in order.

He's also routinely checking his NV for status checks at Lion's Gate.]

[rapturescreed]

[Raul will make his way over to say hello to his favorite employee.]

Having a good time?

[notadisneygirl]

[This was a good thing to happen in the lull, and Snow was glad for the red dress she had gotten for it. Red had always been her color, if she was to be perfectly honest.

For now, though, she'll be sitting on the side, watching everyone around.]

[cowboy_newsie]

Don't nobody dance anymore? Jeez.

[He smiles, leaning over the back of her chair.]

[notadisneygirl]

[Snow looked up and smiled.] Well, don't you look grown up. I think most people have forgotten how to dance, actually.

[cowboy_newsie]

Grown up? These are my peasant clothes.

Care to show em how?

[the_highcost]

[Death missed the last big party for Halloween, and so she wasn't going to miss this one at all. Plus, she had the perfect idea for a dress, anyway.

So she's wearing a "mullet" dress made of feathers, and of course it's black. Always black.]

[calm_tempest]

[Retsu does what she can to support the Newcomer cause, and attending this party is no exception. Her own dress speaks of a far simpler elegance than Didi's does, but she can certainly appreciate the interesting style.]

Ah. Good evening, Didi. That is certainly an eye-catching gown.

[the_highcost]

Hey! [She beamed, smoothing out some of the feathers.] I rarely get a chance to dress up, I figured I would go all out. Have some fun. [Laughs.]

I love your dress, though! Are you having fun?

[calm_tempest]

Quite the shame you weren't here for Halloween, then. It was quite the spectacle. [She'd never done Halloween before, herself. But it had been eventful, and the children in their costumes had been very sweet.]

Thank you; I suppose I find myself as comfortable in white as you find yourself in black.

It is rather enjoyable; somewhat more festive than the parties of Soul Society nobility.

[dancing_pierrot]

[Franziska's wearing a simple black dress and carrying her whip, for all the world looking as though she'd dearly like to duck out at the very next opportunity. It's any wonder she even made an appearance at all!]

[makethemguilty]

[Guess what. He's staring at you. From across the way. But not approaching. No, definitely not. No daughter of his was going to run and hide from him and expect him to go and give chase. But feel free to notice him...over there. In his corner.]

[dancing_pierrot]

[While she's scanning the room looking for people she might recognize, her very own father does of course catch her eye. Although she hadn't expected him here, she had considered the possibility and had not allowed herself to be fazed by it. She knew that he knew she was here now, thanks to his Fund application, and she did not want to be the first person to properly break what was, quite frankly, becoming a perfectly comfortable silence. She looks at him only briefly, and if he's looking back at her at that precise moment, he might notice the corner of her mouth curl almost imperceptibly downwards, but there is no further acknowledgement.]

[makethemguilty]

[Which would remain that way, for now, as he'll turn his back and move out of her line of sight, refusing to play this childish game. Then again she was only a little girl in his mind, still. Turning, he stared at the winterland decorations and moved away, his thick fingers brushing over a chair for support while his cane was held at an angle. The surgery would make him appear a little more awkward than usual, but no matter. He could navigate just as well as any other person could, for he refused to seen as weak.]

[homomachinis]

[ There's one reason he's here, and one reason alone. Networking. Dressed in pretty much the suit he showed up in (which to be fair, is a pretty damn nice suit), the guy with odd marks on his face doesn't exactly hug the wall, but he is near it, mostly watching and looking for the right people to approach.

Nobody could fault him for being bold, that's for sure. ]

[proxysearch]

[Well, he's definitely a new face. Re-l approaches with a faint smile. She extends her hand in greeting.]

You're new here. I'm Re-l Mayer, one of the members of the NPP. Welcome to Siren's Port.

[homomachinis]

[ He took the hand, but was quick about the shaking motion. Not out of coldness, but out of brevity, and his face split into a smile. ]

Another member of this political party, huh? You guys are everywhere, I have to say I'm impressed.

[ Oh. Yeah. Names ]

Oh, yeah! I'm definitely new. Mitchell Hundred. I just arrived over a week ago.

[proxysearch]

There's not that many of us. We're up to eight members and we still don't have an actual seat anywhere in government, but we're getting there.

[She shrugs.]

It's good to meet you. I think Daedalus mentioned you briefly last week. You're the politician from America.