Every hero movie needs a party

[no_applause]

WHO: Anyone and everyone
WHERE: Some Ballroom
WHAT: PARTAY! AKA the Fundraiser Padme is throwing to raise money for Tony's philanthropic oopsie
WHEN: mid-April
WARNINGS: Nothing in general. Potential for villain violence.

((ooc: This is a general mingle post. Go forth and do whatever you want! I've set the scene for the party but what you do in it is up to you! Want to party and schmooze with some rich folks? Go for it! Want to be a bad guy and try to steal shit from under said rich people's noses? Fabulous! Want to be a hero and stop said bad guys. Awesome! Want to brood and sulk like the dark angsty DC character you've always wanted to be? You do you, boo. Go forth and have fun!))

Maybe you're well to do in the city. Maybe you just know a guy who knows a guy. Or maybe you just have the right connections and heard it through the grapevine. One way or another, you've heard about the party of the month. Padme Naberrie Amidala, on behalf of the Stark Industries Board of Directors, has planned the finest fundraising event of her career to help pay for the new wing on the children's hospital... And maybe some starving children Tony wants to save.

Arrival

The entrance sets the stage for the whole event. Lit posts leading up to a wide circular doorway. The red carpet from the sidewalk is lined with paparazzi looking to snap some primo pictures of the attendees. Pose for the cameras, mingle, or just grab a drink from one of the waitstaff as you head inside.

Dinner is Served

The tables are set with fine place settings and beautiful center pieces. Most of the room is decked out in black and white, so as to not draw attention to the lovely colored gowns worn by many of the attendees. The gourmet meal has several options to satisfy everyone. The deserts are even more elaborate. Grab a bite and socialize. Or steal a seat or a plate when no one's looking. I'm not the boss of you.

Time to Socialize

There might not be a formal dance floor but the string quintet is playing some lovely music while the guests mingle. Now's the time to grab a glass of champagne or something from the bar. Snag some fancy looking hors d'oeuvres from a wandering server and spend time with your fellow citizens of this fine city.

Auction!

It is a fundraiser, after all. Aside from the cost to get in (unless you're a filthy freeloader who snuck in the back door), there is also a silent auction set up for attendees. But there are no gift baskets or wreathes in this auction. Nay, my friends. There is a reason there are guards at the door. This auction includes such things as Rolex watches, diamond necklaces, ski trips to the Andes and other fancy rich people things.

But the cherry on top is Tony Stark's contribution. A car that mysterious billionaire Din Djarin is rumored to have his eye on. The car has somehow been brought into the event and is on display for anyone to admire. But remember, that car did belong to Tony Stark, so none of you villains even think about trying to steal it!

The Bar

Every formal event has to have a bar for people tired of champagne or those who just want to be antisocial and run away for a while. Does this really need any more description than that?

Comments

[cannot_flinch]

Ikora considered the technology of this age laughable. Just like Tony considered the forge ancient. She smiled a little to herself at the idea of how excited he might be in her time with all the advancements humans made in the Golden Age.

"Clearly," she said inclining her head towards him. "But this party is where the gorgeous library is for the moment. You'll have to admire her here."

And she's fairly certain if he was in a familiar environment like that it would be harder to break him out of these false memories.

"But are you telling me, you couldn't be a genius inventor with tools from the 1400s? Do you need all this modern technology to make things? What if you found yourself in a ruined city instead?"

[in_extremis]

Going from a slow nod with a wry smile, great, they were in agreement that Tony was exactly where he would rather be, to an increasingly alarming series of questions that culminated in a truly baffling one once again, left Tony struggling to formulate what he was meant to do with a short, "Uh..." directed at the ground in front of them. He wasn't sure it was worth trying to meet Ikora's eye again to surmise her intentions if she was waiting for him to lie to her face like he suspected, but that did put him at a severe disadvantage for the 'ruined city' part. The rest had a distinct implication to him, she knew, bringing his hand impulsively to his heart, then testing carefully at his open collar to make sure the chest plate hadn't somehow been visible and easing a step away from Ikora.

"Did you say Ms. Amidala invited you personally?" he asked with sudden energy instead, glancing around the room like he might have spotted the train of Padme's dress. "Sorry, we should go thank her, before she's off putting out fires again."

[cannot_flinch]

Ikora asked all sorts of strange and slightly threatening questions all the time. It's in the nature of a Warlock to walk the line between Light and Darkness. Sometimes... she rather enjoys the way it unsettles people.

"Someone from her organization sent an invitation." She had no idea about his heart problems or the metal plate in his chest. She was simply asking a question to try and stir his memories.

It didn't seem like it worked. A shame.

"It is only polite." Where she imagines he'll pass her off to Ms. Amidala. Ikora will try to jog her memory instead.