St. Peter In Chains: The Collection. [OPEN!]

[meanwhileback]

Who: Penelope Lane, her models, her muses, her admirers, the curious and the critics. ANYONE. EVERYONE. GET IN HERE!!
What: Penelope's long-awaited runway show! Finally!
Where: St. Peter In Chains, abandoned cathedralish church.
When: Friday, June 29th! Eveningtime. Show starts at 7pm and goes... well. Until everyone isn't there anymore, I guess!! For whatever reason.
Notes: IMPORTANT: There's going to be a bunch of subthreads for different parts of the night. Feel free to tag around in them as you want! I'd like fabulous things to happen here, people. Fabulous. Things.
EDIT: NOW WITH ADDED TERROR!! SEE LINK BELOW!!
Warnings: Scary things, NPC death, injuries... horrors!!

The venue has been done up quite well for the occasion, all things considered. The old pews that were still salvageable have been repurposed and rearranged to face the aisle down the center of the enormous main room, where a raised runway has been set up. Lighting and temporary walls, and even an audio system have been brought in and installed for the occasion, and the impressive wreathed columns have been dramatically lit from below to emphasize the height of the room.

All told, it looks like it cost absolute scads of money to renovate an abandoned space to this level of elegance; whether this is actually true or not is largely immaterial. As with so much of society, it's the appearance of the thing that matters most, not the reality of it. Perhaps that's a statement Penelope Lane is making intentionally. Everyone knows the designer is one of the most outspoken members of her cohort, after all, and not one to misrepresent herself.

And she is, tonight, for one, brief, shining moment, entirely in control. Take plenty of pictures; it won't last long.

AND NOW: THE REAL SHOW BEGINS

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[perfectcameo]

Onlookers might consider that maybe the princess's bodyguard ought to be more on guard with this particular person greeting her, and it's not as though Logan bears an inherent trust for xenians over not (because everyone can be an asshole). But they'd not be very well up on Hellsing politics, now would they? There is familiarity for the agent in Logan's nod back, the corner of his mouth skewing up a little wry.

At least he's being paid to be here, squeezed into his sports jacket and everything.

[hehaseatenthepancake]

"No, you're right," Hellboy admits with a chuckle. "This isn't the first show I've ever been to, but it's not my usual kind of scene. Still, I know some of the models, yourself included, the designer's from our cohort, it seemed like something worth showing some support for."

He glances around quickly, both to note the other people he knows here and to check on things like the exits.

"And how about you? Did the old fae high courts do shows like this, or is it a recent interest?"

(1969, Bucharest: While on a vampire hunting tour of Romania with Prof. Bruttenholm, Hellboy accepts a recent acquaintance's invitation to a fashion show. To everyone's surprise, one of the designers turns out to be a vampire. The ensuing fight gets more press than the show itself.)