open post ● we're about to get up and burn this floor

[boomvox]

Who: Everyone.
What: The Grand Re-Opening of the Gravity Falls Station.
Where: Babylon.
When: Veerdi to Sukkardi.
Notes: Party post!!! Go nuts y'all.
Warnings: Probable alcohol (and drug?) use. Flag stuff in subject titles if it needs a warning and I'll edit it up in here.

It's clear from the first moment anyone even gets on the Skyrail tonight that the Stratosphere Entertainment Group's pricey investment is going to pay off - every rail car is crowded with people decked out and excited for the event. To natives of Baedal, the idea of a holiday is days off work, maybe some camping - escape is alien, a little frightening, and completely thrilling. Even when the Gravity Falls station had hosted other venues, it was nothing so ambitious as to capture the imaginations of the city as a whole. And to immigrants to the city who no longer have the luxury of even simple trips out of town - well, it's priceless. A bittersweet but suddenly vital excursion.

Doors open just as the sun begins to set, the light reflecting off the water of the ocean illuminating the great floating platform as if the entire sky was on fire, before slipping into deep purple then black, the ceiling of their experience dotted with brilliant stars. Staff members wrangling the hazards of the first night are anxious but excited, kind and helpful even if they end up frazzled by the overwhelming turnout. There is security, all sporting neon purple shirts with lion logos, but even by their own admission, they're only there to breakup fights - and even they're smiling all night, too.

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[lazarusrisen]

Adam sits up, knees bent, resting his forearms at them as he looks up at her. He leans his head this way, then that way, pretending to mull over her question.

"For tonight, yes," he settles on. "But perhaps in a few months' time they'll have forgotten just which lady flung herself at the barrier on opening night, and you could have another go."

...Adam.

[asklepios]

Resting on her knees as she twists this way and that to ensure that her skirt has seen no undue damage, smoothing out the bends, she pauses then and leans toward him, conspiratorial--

“I do from time to time dye my hair.”

...which changes her appearance more than you'd think, but yes, that's mostly a joke.

[lazarusrisen]

Adam leans in too, apparently giving this some thought.

"...Dye your hair, I'll invest in a hat, and perhaps we can be at this again in mere weeks."

He gets to his feet, a faint smile on his lips as he offers her a hand to help her up.

[asklepios]

The Babylon has heard a great deal of Benevenuta's easy laugh this evening and hears a little more of it now as she takes his hand, finding her way to her feet and getting her balance, rising up on her toes as she stretches to work the kinks out before she snags what's left of her cocktail from where she'd set it for safekeeping.

“You'll get me into trouble,” she says, amused and not pretending not to be.

[lazarusrisen]

Once she's squarely on her feet he drops her hand; he's a gentleman, he would never hang on too long, impose, be inappropriate.

Adam raises an eyebrow, a ghost of a smirk playing across his lips. "Is that a warning, or an encouragement?"

[asklepios]

'A gentleman' can indicate a lot of different things about a man - she hasn't decided what it says about Adam, yet, but she usually has a good idea about how to react to it. Here and now, it's still amused, eyebrows raised-- “Which do you need?”

[lazarusrisen]

He folds his hands, bringing them to his mouth briefly, feigning deep consideration.

"I confess. It's generally the warning I need; it takes very little to encourage me and a lot to divert me."