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[paracelsus-ftw.livejournal.com]

WINTER GALA IS OPEN ~ !

Seen the sign? It’s everywhere.

And every little corner, and every little street, strident and glistening and snow everywhere. Statue here, statue there – North, South, East, West – they do call it the Square. There’s word they’re war heroes, or troubled hallows, or nothing of the sort. That might be ice they’re sculpted in – or the sliver in some champagne glass, because giants drink too, and the City knows things. The City doesn’t tell.

But the tap those statues once or twice, and tap them strong, and tap them well, and they’ll whisper a secret. The little Elf army scuttling about has seen better days for wear (mostly Thursdays), but they’re only three feet tall, and the silver powder on their cheek’s both rigidly applied, and rented. Kick’em. They’re fluent in seven languages, you know. They have a degree. Naghladi’gjamarai got a Nobel nomination last year; no one knows. The human reporter didn’t look down to his knee when he was interviewing. Humans, so damned righteous.

Like the lights everywhere can never go out.

Like they’re the first ones here, dancing all too merry.

Like it’s their celebration.

Like it’s not all coming out of their City taxes.

Idiots.


[ooc: OK, kids, as per Jesse instructions: please title your comment + replies in such a way that you mention if they're directed at anyone in particular. Free-for-all ball, enjoy ~ ! ]

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[mirka-fortuna.livejournal.com]

"Artemis~! Why yes, we met over the network when you first arrived~." she smiled at him. "Mirka Fortuna." she said as a reminder of who she was. She trusted that he was the sort of person who'd remember her title once he recalled their previous conversation.

"It's lovely to see you here. How have you been finding yourself in the City so far?" Socializing was one of Mirka's favourite part of such events, it provided an excellent opportunity to get to know people better, especially since the atmosphere was cheerful and relaxed.

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[fowlprodigy.livejournal.com]

"Ah," he replied with a bow as should fit her station. "It is good to see you in person, my Lady." Artemis rose and then studied her attire. "And I must say that you look lovely this evening."

This kind of banter was something he was used to. Polite and refined. There was very little need to do more. Besides, he had a feeling that Mirka would appreciate someone knowing how to react and speak to one of her rank.

"The City is quite interesting. I have found I enjoy walking around studying it."

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[mirka-fortuna.livejournal.com]

"Why~, thank you Artemis. It's most kind of you to say so~." Mirka answered, pleased at the compliment. It was a pleasant surprise that someone as seemingly young as Artemis would be so good at the proper behaviour in such a setting. "You are looking quite handsome yourself~."

She nodded her head in agreement with his comment. "Mm~, it may be nothing like home but it also has its good points."

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[fowlprodigy.livejournal.com]

As he had suspected, she appreciated the polite compliment. "I thank you, my Lady. I do prefer looking nice."

Artemis then gave a mock sigh. "Yes, this really is nothing like my own home in Ireland. For one, my bodyguard would never have approved of security here. Still, I find this place quite fascinating."