headinjuries: ends at a hospital (i hope this adventure)
sam "flying jackhammer" alexander ✧ nova ([personal profile] headinjuries) wrote in [community profile] station722016-08-24 09:35 pm

[open] we could strike the chord

CHARACTERS: Anyone who wanted to go to the vigil!
WHERE: Royal Street Gaming Parlor.
WHEN: DAY :031
SUMMARY: Concordia honors the dead. Hosts honor the dead, or maybe just do a little 007ing. As in snooping, not macking on hot ladies. We hope.
WARNINGS: TBA.

This is here for any and all of your mingling needs. Start your own top-levels, harass each other, etc etc.

Here is what we know is happening, courtesy of our fearless mods:

The hosts will be few in a throng of relatively peaceful people. Most people in attendance are younger (30s and below) and a proportionally large number of them have some kind of physical modification, though most are relatively low-profile mods. There's also a small contingent of androids in attendance.

A low platform has been erected in front of the Royal Street Gaming Parlor and the speakers for the vigil either stand on it or, as is the case with some more high profile appearances, they speak across an extranet connection via a holoscreen projected onto the Parlor itself. For the most part the speakers are small time: a few workers from a small local chapter of Mind Life (accompanied by a few skittish looking androids), a beta block councilwoman, a Mother and Sister from a nearby Church of Lirinity. Most of them have nothing more than words of support and condolence.

Somewhere close to the middle of the vigil, Seong-Hye Ngazi, the Public Security Commissioner for Concordia, speaks via extranet connection. She seems somber, competent, but also confident, and speaks about condolences for the losses, regret for the circumstances of the attack, and Public Security's dedication to finding the party responsible for the attack.

Otherwise: it's your fairly standard memorial gathering. Poems are read, some tears are shed, there are some people with signs and a small contingent of rabble rousers on the fringe of the gathering that quickly get chased off by Public Security, etc. You're welcome to create and interact with your own NPCs if you feel so inclined!
snaphiss: that is too many. (tree of life won how many awards)

[personal profile] snaphiss 2016-08-30 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mara cocks her head to one side, and then another. Were he older, she'd just leave him, but something about the idea of a child failing missions sits poorly with her. A child on her team, who has benefited her investigation.]

[She owes him.]


( You should contact me if you have questions. I've done this sort of work before. )
snaphiss: that is too many. (tree of life won how many awards)

[personal profile] snaphiss 2016-08-31 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mara wonders just when she signed on to be a kindergarten teacher. A space kindergarten teacher. Do they even get dental?]

( Try to keep them in order of importance. )
snaphiss: by mara jade. (how to be smug: an epic poem)

[personal profile] snaphiss 2016-09-01 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Mara considers what else needs to be done. A plan can't be made with what little information they have, but it's a start, as well as a shaky contact in the field. She'll have to strengthen the contact to really get a use out of him, but it seems a worthwhile endeavor.]

[No, wait. One more thing.]


( And my real name is Mara Jade. )
snaphiss: that is too many. (tree of life won how many awards)

[personal profile] snaphiss 2016-09-01 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mara tilts her head to the side. So his talents extend beyond the Commissioner.]

( In the future, if you catch me in a lie, I want to know about it. ) [But she doesn't expect favors.] ( Consider it payment for answering your questions. )
Edited (commsisonsionrtrrer) 2016-09-01 21:33 (UTC)