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.

Comments

[mayqueen]

"If you like." It's said offhandedly enough that it could be humor, but it's mostly true.

"Paula," she adds after a few silent moments. Might be nice if he knows to call her by the name she's been trading on all evening, in case they're interrupted.

[caballero]

"Paula." A faint smile. (It's like all of his real expressions barring 'pissed off' are faint. Huh.)

In contrast to the off-beat, terminal awkwardness he can display while attempting to be social without the playboy front, silence in Bruce's company is anything but awkward. He seems at ease, and unexpectant of anyone around him. He's got questions, sure, even if the hypothetical answers (if she'd give them) are ultimately meaningless and only the product of his compulsive want to know things - for now, it's fine to be quiet. It's a good place for it.