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Genessia Awards and Event Start!

WHO: Everyone
WHAT: It's the Genessia awards, bitches. Oh and a after party where things get real. You know with the earthquakes and spirits and the like.
WHEN: Monday 5th June
WHERE: Genessia
WARNINGS: Spirits, earthquakes, possible swearing from Krista. Who knows.

Before the awards
[Everyone is gathered who wanted to come. Things were ready and prepared, everything was perfectly in it's place. All that was needed now were the guests of honor. Red carpet laid out for everyone, interested paparazzi standing on the sidelines ready to take pictures and once one was past, a nice cosy area for people to mingle and talk until it was time. One can get a drink or something to eat, mingle with everyone else or simply get your picture taken. Have fun.]

[OOC: To note, we won't be doing the actual awards in this log so the results will be posted: here.]

After Party
[Tables were set up, nicely decorated. Buffet table set up down one side of the hall while the bar was placed on the other side. A dance floor was even in the back where people could dance the night away if they wanted to. There was also a podium set at the back into the center where the tables were facing. The young blonde herself, the host of the whole thing Krista was standing by it after at least thirty minutes into the party, she taps the glass she held lightly before coughing into the microphone.]

Ladies, gentlemen, boys and girls. Welcome to the after party. I hope you enjoyed the awards and congratulations once again to the winners, even if honestly some of them were questionable but that is my opinion. Anyway, that is not why I am standing here for. I wanted to thank everyone for coming, if it wasn't for any of you, I very much doubt this would have even happened. [She gave off the sweetest smile she could possibly do.]

I also wanted to add... [She was about to speak again when there was something strange going on. It was at least enough for the young girl to give pause as she knew what that feeling was. It was an earthquake.]

Okay everyone, this appears to be an earthquake, please do not panic and get under the tables.

[Which seemed simple enough at least. For those who might not be inside the building at the time might notice the sky is different it brighter for around 20 seconds before finally the sky crackles, sparks, and eventually it seems to stop.

That can't be good. Not at all. It wasn't long before there seemed to be something. What's that coming down from the sky? Is it a bird is it a plane. No... They look like freaky spirits. That really isn't good.]

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Before the awards, Sonico can be found milling about and looking generally quite bashful. She has been nominated for a couple of awards, after all. When she arrived, she allowed a few photos to be taken, then she was quickly looking for a friendly face and a soft place to sit and relax before the awards were announced. She appeared to be making a beeline for the glasses of sparkling wine at one point too.

After the awards and her performance, Sonico was just as bashful and bewildered as she had been before. Two awards! Sonico could hardly believe it. That one for cutest female had her blushing ear to ear. 1. So after, Sonico can be found the female bathrooms, trying to find a space to breathe and to cool down. 2. Sonico appeared again, soon, however, and made her way for some refreshments, ready to hear what Krista had to say. When the earth shook, however, Sonico jumped in alarm and dropped her glass, starting back when it shattered at her feet. Then her eyes grew wide as she glanced around, sensing from the growing chaos that there was something more going on.

[For Mobius]
As the crowds made their way outside, in part in fear, in part morbid curiosity, Sonico saw nothing else for it but to go after them. Alone, she stumbled along, pale and frightened as her eyes searched for a friendly face. In the pushing and shoving at the exit, amidst the screaming at the sight of the spirits, Sonico was shoved out of the way by a large man desperate to escape, sending her toppling unsteadily against the crowd.

['Don't panic', huh? Just crawl under the tables, she said. It was just an earthquake, she said. What he caught a glimpse of outside through a window at the same time sure didn't scream of just an earthquake to him.

His instincts kicked in, wanting to get some answers immediately and serve as a protector if necessary. He was one of the few calm ones in the crowd, and he was having half a mind to hop out a window to get outside faster to see what was going on... until his eyes caught a flash of pink in that crowd. He knew that hair and dress anywhere.

When Sonico was toppled, she would be caught in the arms of Mobius, who gently pulled her aside to give her some breathing room from the crowd. His feathers twitched slightly.]

Are you alright?

*Sure she was going to hit the wall or be stepped on by those in the crowd, Sonico is surprised when she is caught. It took her a moment to realise that it was Mobius, and when she did, she leaned against him for support. Soncio looked at him in relief and thanks, slowly nodding her head*

Yes. I think so. Thank you. It's - what's happening?

[Before the awards]

Kay has never gone to a party before, doesn't know the etiquette beyond 'don't start a fight' and is generally uncomfortable around so many people. Not like it would be easy to tell, the droid looks as calm as he always does.

Krista has been really nice to him and in exchange, Kay has tried his best to dress up properly for the occasion. He has cleaned and scrubbed his frame, got rid of as many dirt as he could, and stuck a magnetic bowtie to the front of his neck. There, no one can't say he isn't trying.

[After Party | Before the earthquake]

Kay has never gone to a party before, and he isn't sure if he regrets it or not. On one side, he has never won anything before either. On the other, the award he shares with Cassian's seem a cruel reminder of a mistake, and the 'Cutest Male' award just a mistake in general.

He isn't cute, he's an enforcer droid, he's big and dangerous...and he also has to call home later to check if their pokemons and the cat are doing alright. But yes, Kay is totally not cute, not in the slightest.

What he is, even if he will try not to admit it out loud, is fairly proud of the 'Best Friend To Have' award. That was really unexpected. He's looking at the award as if he can't believe it's real.

Before

Open- [It's weird taking a celebrity out on a date. Everyone wants a photo, but not necessarily with him in it. So whatever, it's fine. Namur can step back and lean against a wall while she does her thing. He figured it'd be this way, so this time his suit is a lot more subdued than he'd usually wear. But hey, if anyone does want to take a photo or hit him up for a chat, they're more than welcome!]

After Party

Closed- [Of course, since there's a dance floor, he's going to try and steal Sonico away from all of her socializing and selfishly hoard her all to himself for at least one song. Wherever she is, he interrupts by slipping his arm around her waist and gently pulling her back and away, sparing a wink and a salute for whoever she'd been talking to.]

Thousan' pardons but I got a job t' do an' that job involves a dance floor. Y'all understand.

[And then, to Sonico.]

C'mon, sweetheart. Promise I'll letcha get back t' yer fans in jus' a few minutes, aye? Been dyin' t' dance with y' all night.

[A shrill whistle announces Namur's presence a moment before the fishman slings an arm across what equates to Kay's shoulders.]

Lookin' snazzy there, K2! Right gentlemanly.

[He tugs on the bowtie as a joke, then swears as it pops right off. He sticks it back where it was quickly, but probably unevenly.]

Oh, shit. Here y' go, sorry 'bout that, dude. Anyway, made a hell of a haul there. Way t' go! Which one's yer fave?

[He gives her a nod before he looks over his shoulder, his eyes narrowing.]

I have no idea, but something happened outside when the earthquake struck. And whatever just happened, there's no way this was just a natural occurrence.

[Keeping one arm around her to support her, he reaches up to the white rim of his visor with the other hand. Activating a scan of the area, he not only determines a less crowded path to get them out, but there was something outside and he wasn't sure what. It might have to do with the screams he's overhearing, if anything. That sure gives him a bad feeling, and it makes him more cautious.]

Here, there's another way to get out of here so we don't have to deal with this stampede. Stay close to me, okay?

[Kay's head turns to the side and although he can't smile back, he looks like he's glad to see Namur.]

Your teeth look impressive up close. [Maybe not the best way to say hello but Kay was aiming for an honest compliment there, of sorts.] Thank you. Krista said we had to try to look presentable.

[Kay's vocoder lets out a small sound, like a chuckle.]

It's all right, no harm done. I can pretty much stick the bowtie to any part of my frame. And ah, you meant the awards? I've got a friendship one, it's nice.

You think it was an attack?

*Her voice is hushed and timid, as though she's scared that someone might overhear them. This whole experience was horrible enough as it was already. She looks up to watch him as he scans the area, waiting to see what he has to say, though she is looking increasingly worried. Finally, she just nods and presses herself a little closer to his side*

Okay.

*The people Sonico was talking to - two men and a woman - laughed at Namur's comments and happily waved her away with him. She allows herself to be whisked away, looking in general quite excited. Sonico links her arm with his, helped in some small part by the heels that she was wearing that made her at least a few inches nearer his height*

It's okay! Those people are going to give me a modelling job!

*That accounts for her looking so pleased when he found her - her first since she received those scars. As she says it, Sonico looks up at him with a pleased smile as the song starts up, hoping he'll be equally as pleased for her*

Before
Bracken had been told his robes would be okay, and that's exactly what he wore. He looked just like he always did, nothing fancy. Just his staff and some robes.

He was really a terrible party person. It wasn't that he disliked them. He enjoyed seeing people happy and celebrating, he just didn't know how to participate. Even at home, when he regularly attended parties held by his lectorium with friends he'd known for years, he often stayed to the side. He didn't approach people, they approached him.

And it was the same here. With so many people he was too nervous to get involved and quietly stayed by one of the walls. He was rather shocked to get anything, even an honorable mention, but he was extremely flattered. Still, he stayed on the sideline, mostly watching other people have fun.

After
Bracken couldn't remember ever being in an earthquake like this. It was much different than when he was using magic and had control of this. This was foreign, separate, and the rumbling under his feet made it difficult to stay up.

When the spirits began coming he had no idea what to do. By himself he would have readily thrown spells, but he could hit other people at the party if he did. It was oft the only thing that stayed his hand.

But he couldn't just let the evil things get him. He ran first to a table, ducking down behind it, eyes darting about. He had a staff, but if anything was close enough for him to use it he was probably already in trouble. His only real defense was his magic.

He could only hold out so long due to fear of hurting others. The spirits came in and started running amok, chaos broke out, and finally he began casting. They were in the air, so wind magic. He drew up a tornado from nothing, growing it quickly from a tiny circle of wind to many feet tall. Directing it with his staff, he had the tornado drift about where he wanted to attack the spirits, guiding it where he saw trouble. His biggest problem was that they were all over and he could only use one spell at a time. Without a tank or damage dealers to protect him, he was open to attack.

I can't say for sure, but call it a hunch.

[One that he hopes is wrong, but anytime he hopes something is wrong that's usually the result that happens. It just seems to be how his luck goes. He looks to her and nods, giving her a small but confident smile.]

Nothing's happening to you while I'm here though. Fighter's honor.

[He lets her stay as close to him as she feels comfortable and carefully leads her around the panicked crowd. He takes her out a back way, which was usually only a way where staff and employees would use. The rest of the crowd outside were so preoccupied with the public exits that there at least weren't too many to worry about back here.

When he opens the door to outside, he's the first to take a step into the doorway in case there really was anything outside... and yeah. Yeah, there was something outside all right, and there were a lot of them.]

... okay, that can't be good.

[No shit, Sherlock.]

*Sonico didn't know what a fighter's honour was, but Mobius sounded as though he really meant it, and she was in no way going to question that. On their way out, she was able to breathe a bit more easily, keeping up with him lightly on the heels she was wearing for the event.

When they reached outside, however, that relief was gone. At once, in reaction, Sonico held onto him harder, eyes wide with shock and terror at what was going on around them. She struggled to get the words out at first, but when she did, her voice was shaky*

What is this? What is happening?

before

Cassian Andor had Made An Effort. For lack of access to a proper Rebel Alliance dress uniform, he had adjusted to local customs with a nice new coat and a black suit, albeit without a tie. He'd given up on tying that, and stuffed it into a pocket of his suit; you could see something orange sticking out of his left pocket if you looked. He had even cleaned himself up properly, no conspicuously dirt-colored layers of rebel fervor on his clothes.

He was nervous and distinctly uncomfortable with the attention at the award show, doing his best to stick to the shadows. He had also, in fact, snuck in through the back entrance to avoid the paparazzi.

after, prior to the earthquake

So... that had been nothing short of excruciating. Even with the awards ceremony over, Cassian's face was still frozen in what he could only hope passed for a polite smile on some planets. He couldn't even enjoy the award as Best Cook, couldn't enjoy the honorary mention for Best Friend - how did that happen anyway? Being liked by people was so confusing.

He had a plate full of delicacies in front of him and a glass of wine, but he only picked at the food and tried his best to make himself invisible. The Cutest Couple award was placed on their table, looking over him like a threat, and if you observed him you would see that he was looking anywhere but at K-2SO.

If you paid attention you could overhear him muttering, "How long do you have to stay at such a party?"

So... That was. Something.

[ Cassian is still not looking at Kay, and he keeps fiddling with the lapels of his black suit jacket, but he figures he should at least make some effort to act normal. Even if the Cutest Couple award standing on the table in front of them makes everything utterly agonizing. ]

I'm happy that you're appreciated by so many.

[Namur shakes his head a little. He never knows what will be funny and charming and what will be offensive. In retrospect, he's kind of glad they took it in good humor, because it'd suck if he screwed up her job prospects.]

Really? [He whoops.] Shit, that's great, sweetheart!

[He picks her up and twirls her in the air in celebration, even if they're not on the dance floor yet.]

Gonna do fantastic, they're gonna love y'.

[And now they've hit the panels laid out to make the dance floor. He takes her hand and leads her through a spin as he circles around her for a few steps before slipping his hand over her hip and pulling her in.]

Chin up, shoulders back, an' don't make a fuss if y' kick me, a'ight?

[He winks.]

I don't think that description covers what THAT was...but yes.

[If Kay tried not to look at the award between them, then he ended looking at Cassian by accident. There really is no winning way to go about the situation.

The fact that Cassian looks really good in those clothes isn't helping. Fidgetting, Kay brins up a hand to his neck and makes sure his bowtie is still in place.]

I never really saw that coming. Everyone wants to shoot me on sight in our universe, but here...

[Kay glances up. Cassian is still looking really nice. Gdit.]

Congrats for the best cook award. Clearly many who voted never tried it. [Attempt at a banter, get.]

[Kay's looking rather nice as well, Cassian appreciates the effort he has taken to polish himself, it really brings out the bright orange of the starbird on his shoulder, and he looks charming with the bowtie. But he still refuses to look at him for longer than a moment, even when Kay's quip makes him give an amused snort.]

Now that's wishful thinking. This award has just proven you wrong, on account of popular opinion.

A lack of imperials in this place reduces the number of people who would shoot at you vastly. [ He fiddles with the collar of his button-down shirt. This world has weird shirts. ] But still. I'm glad.

[Yugi didn't quite get why he even decided to come. He figured it gets him out of the house more and gets him talking to people, which was always a positive thing to say the least, so he lingered around before the awards, looking out for any potential person who might want to talk.

Soon as he spotted someone he walked on over. Slight smile on his face.]

Nice to see someone is enjoying themselves before the whole thing.

[Yugi still didn't get who actually nominated him for the awards anyway. He was even a little relieved to know he didn't actually win. But coming second... He wasn't sure what to think of that. However he wanted to at least congratulate the one who did win at least.]

Hey, I came over to congratulate you on winning. I can understand the how you won, really.

[Ildikó doesn't really know more tan just two or three people in the whole room. The only reason she's there is because it seems like a good place to actually start meeting people and perhaps future business partners. And well, the drinks are for free.

She sit next to Cassian with a casual movement that leave no room for questioning if she should be there at all or no (the answer being, of course, a 'no'). The mercenary is holding a glass of white wine in her hand and wearing a white and orange dress.]

Wait until everyone had a few drinks, then no one will notice you leaving. [She looks over Cassian up and down, smiling appreciatively.] You clean up nicely, Mister Andor.

[He starts for a moment at the lady navigating the use of four arms, but catches himself quickly and even musters a small, albeit pained, smile to make up for his rudeness.]

Thank you. For both. I'll have to wait a little while longer then, people seem more inclined to socializing than drinking. [Would be really nice, though, if they just got drunk and spared him the trouble of social interaction.] If given the choice, I wouldn't be here at all, but that would have been ungrateful.

[ And he's sure Sonico and Colette wouldn't have stood for it. ]

[Ildikó is aware of the reaction her looks cause on people and she accepts the smile gracefully.]

You are welcome. I'm not very used to formal parties myself. If there isn't at least half a dozen drunk dwarves singing terrible songs and a troll playing darts with a spear, I can't call it a real party. [She takes a sip of her drink, a little homesick for once. The feeling goes away quickly.] Congrats on the award, by the way. I've heard is a well-deserved one.

[She glances at the center of the table, then at the droid who's currently speaking with a shark man, and then mutters towards Cassian.] Or rather, awards?

Awards, yes. [He grimaces, though he tries to keep it down. Gotta smile for the audience, that's the one thing he has figured out about this whole popularity contest thing.] You have my thanks. [He lets his gaze wander to the best cook award, and picks it up.] I'm pleased with this one, though I was surprised by it. I haven't been cooking for a living for long yet, and there actually aren't that many people who have had my food yet.

[But it looks like people have a lot more faith in his abilities than he had accounted for.

He's also noticed where her eyes are going, but he pretends that he doesn't notice her eyes going to Kay.]

Dwarves and trolls, you said?

You are welcome. [She keeps her tone of voice low, realizing he doesn't want to bring too much attention.] Might I ask where do you work? I want to try your food before you becomes so famous I can't afford it.

[She doesn't know him well yet, so Ildikó can't exactly tell why the awards give Cassian a hard time. What she knows is how to avoid uncomfortable topics, no need to get her nose into other people's business.]

Dwarves, trolls, orcs, chimeras, banshees, minotaurs...we welcomed everyone at the inn, as long as they understood that the prejudices had to stay outside. What's your world like?

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