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AINT NO PARTY LIKE A SAFFIT FUNDRAISER (DAY :47)
Just prior to the mission, everyone will receive handwritten copies of Sheena Frey's lists, previously held by Lexa. These lists contain the names of friends and enemies that Sheena Frey believes are not associated with H+H1. The Darkling has acquired the list, and immediately dispersed it among the nest. Because he is That Guy. There is a neat note from him at the top of each page, indicating that one of their goals is to match names to attendees at the fundraiser and to either confirm or debunk Sheena's legwork. There is also the matter of the well-earned findings, dredged up from Ngozi's files.
Under the cut, you'll find the mods description of the venue, some of the NPCs you might find there, and other general information!
THE VENUE --
The event itself is a benefit dedicated to raising money for those injured in the recent bombing, as well as for the families of those killed in it. It is being held at CAVANAUGH HALL - aka "THE OPERA HOUSE" - a live theatre and performance hall in the Beta Block. Some hosts (cough Mara and Hux cough) might be more acquainted with the layout of the building since they recently attended a performance there.
Most of the fundraiser is taking place in the Hall’s grand foyer rather than the theater itself. The foyer is four levels tall with balconies overlooking the main floor on each level. There’s a fabulous stained glass dome roof. The whole Hall is primarily decorated in shades of red, white and cream - white walls, ornate naturally cream woodwork, stunning glass-like fixtures, red carpets. For tonight’s event, a number of small white cocktail tables have been scattered throughout the foyer and a small circular platform has been erected in the center of the room where a small orchestra is playing music at any point that someone isn’t speaking over the microphone for the purposes of the fundraiser.
The catering is extensive, the outfits are lavish. The security is tight, so expect to either be in possession of an invitation or get ready to use your credit card to buy one (this IS a fundraiser after all - and for such a good cause!). Sorry Nathaniel, this is mostly a mingling and eating party and not so much a dancing party. On the plus side: that sure is an open bar!
THE MISSION --
The hosts initially have a twofold mission for this one: Carata, Aoba and the Darkling have secured a private meeting with Goram Saffit, and will be picking his brain for information. The rest of the party is a free-for-all for intel-gathering and - you know - in case you want to actually contribute to charity. There are a number of events-within-the-event to experience as well, including a lovely and rather familiar lion tamer, a silent auction ( all proceeds go to charity!! ), a live orchestra, and whatever else you all want to throw in there.
THE ATTENDEES --
Most of Saffit's guests are as follows:middle (and above) aged politicians business professionals media figures
There are also a few theatre stars, but it's unclear whether they're actually there to support the fundraiser or if they're part of the deal with the opera house. Despite that the event is a fundraiser, most people in attendance seem to be Saffit supporters and more or less share his sensibilities - that androids are useful for production, but they’re just advanced machines and their increasing numbers of the workforce are creating problems for people on the economic fringe. Many of the politicians are for increased regulation of androids in the workforce, though that point is clearly one for casual debate among even Saffit’s supporters. By and large, everyone is mortified about the violence that’s recently plagued the city; some seem to be unsurprised - “It was really only a matter of time” - but no one seems happy that bombs are going off in the city.
There are a few people in attendance, and they are clearly there for the charity and not for Saffit. There are a few small time politicians, or media affiliates - and there is at least one journalist from a semi-serious EXTRAnet news outlet, though she spends most of her time camping by the bar and eating hor d'oeuvres. This is probably the fifth or sixth fundraiser she’s covered this year.
For the hosts who were not as gung-ho about fraternizing with a bunch of wealthy anti-synthers or attending fancy-schmancy events, feel free to take a much-needed and well-deserved break. Have a movie night at the Bearings - I hear that one flick "keeping tabs on your fellow hosts through the security cameras at the event and commenting on every move they make while throwing popcorn at the screen" is a great one. You can assist with observations, hack where you please, run detail and defense from the outside and even feed intel to the hosts at the party. Otherwise, you've got the Bearings and the whole city to yourself for the evening.
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I did not realize you were so powerful.
[ Teach me senpai. ]
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[ Oh but she wants to, it vibrates off of her hungrily. ]
He only respects power. What is one to do with him, other than challenge him?
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Love him. I thought you- Why would you want to hurt him.
[Mara could barely bring herself to hurt him. Why does Ilde want to?]
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[ She is sweet when it is time to be sweet, but he is not her Godking. He is her peer, and she will have to fight hard to assert that. ]
It is not a matter of wishing to harm him.
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[She can't love him. You can't love someone and be alright with them facing harm and pain.]
His nature. He deserved to be electrocuted?
[She spits it out like a curse, like it isn't something she did, something she'd justify if she had to.]
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You determined it was deserved.
[ And Ilde does not doubt it. Ren had been rough with her friend from the first moment they met, she remembers her trembling apologies, on his behalf. ]
You did not kill him, what do I have to mourn other than his ego?
[ And that's rather Ren's own business. ]
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[She's not sure whether to be horrified or flattered. It was justified, if perhaps not deserved. She doesn't doubt that. Yet, still, why does this woman who claims to love Jacen seem unconcerned with him facing pain and hurt.]
You trust my judgement that completely?
[It's the only explanation that makes sense to Mara. For some reason, her actions have Ilde's implicit approval, enough that she doesn't worry over Jacen's condition. It's a worrying development, but nothing more than that... she hopes.]
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You have your own mind, and I trust you to act with reasons, regardless of whether or not I agree with them.
[ This seems to be something about her that none of the other hosts ever really understand. Her appreciation for everyone's autonomy while simultaneously valuing their connections as a host. And most of the time Ilde becomes offended when not given the same courtesy. ]
Kylo Ren's relationships are his own to suffer the consequences of. I am only concerned if it interferes with mine. You've done nothing to disrupt him and I.
[ And that is patently all that matters. Had Mara killed him, it would be a different conversation, but she hadn't. ]
You think you deserve my censure, but... That seems to be rather your own problem, not mine. [ A tip of her head, with a more inviting tone, ] Why don't you tell me what happened?
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[Maybe that is worth mentioning. Maybe later, certainly not now. Now, she'll make her case.]
We disagreed, and he felt it necessary to torture me to make his point. [That, she knows, isn't what he thought of it. Though when torture is involved, intent doesn't matter at all.]
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[ Soft, still, she has tried to respect Mara's declarations from when they first met. Not to try to tell the other woman her own mind, but again, as usual, Mara's stubbornness is being disruptive. ]
Tell me.
[ Don't dance around the details, since it is clearly so troubling to her. ]