get your towels ready, it's about to go down

[yougothammered]

A wide expanse of Xanadu's outdoors has been set up for a delightful event. As promised, Justin Hammer is going to announce the winner of his raffle, the prize being the opportunity to fly in one of his state of the art jetpacks, or rather vainly named, Hammerpacks. He is standing on a tall stage, the outside of which is decorated with colorful

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[ouroborosdance]

Hasi cheers when the winner's name is called, of course; seeing as she is the girl in the poster ('Norea Serhati'), she felt it only right that she show up, but she probably would have, anyway. Jet packs.

OOC: LJ's not letting me code out the swearing! Arg! (Pretend it's not there)

[unbornlotus]

There is a wolf-whistle from the audience. Sorry, Hammer, Wendy is whistling at the idea of a jet pack.

"Ida'd better fucking well get me one of those," Wendy says to no one in particular.

[killyoufool]

For whatever reason he ended up at the event, it certainly wasn't the Very Famous and Very Good band. He could vouch for that considering he got stuck wedged between the speakers and a rowdy gathering of what appeared to be the reject group of a fraternity hazing. A cold stare earned B.A. some space and a chance to pick at the free food. The intercom interrupted any satisfaction to be held in the first bite.

"Better kiss that jetpack goodbye," he said mostly to himself.

Craning his neck slightly, he looked over the crowd for any sign of the wily H.M. Guy-with-a-hat-on. As long as no one was bursting into flames just yet, he figured there was no harm in watching.