Rozalin (
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netherworld_academy2013-02-16 06:45 pm
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1. [PUBLIC]
Each and every candidate has their own methods-but Rozalin has elected to take the high road. Or perhaps you might call it the High society road-since the only people with invitations to tonight's fancy party (plus guest) are members of the nobility and demonic Overlords. +1 guest each of course, it's only fair to allow escorts. Everyone else? Well, nobility can be purchased at the door-For the low, low price of two million Hel per place.
Once ushered through the doors, one might find that she's finally shaken off that Christmas-decor from her room and moved on to something more...well, it's just genericly rich. There are Prinnies running around in uniform with serving trays of wine, liquor and sake.
And when everyone has arrived and been counted, the doors will open and all will be ushered in for 11 tiny courses of gourmet food. Meat features heavily, and it's all the grand old dishes that bespeak wealth and power.
Even later, perhaps you might be invited for a private conversation and a game of cards, or chess, or some other light entertainment, if there is the promise of real power to be gained by such a thing. Or maybe just negotiating who gets how much of the vote-even if you loose the election after all, there is power in being a mover and a shaker.
[2. Private]
Training for 'Yuki' has gone from bad to worse-her skills have leveled off and stopped improving well short of where they logically should be able to go. Tonight, lungs burning and already tired from the party, there is going to be a breakthrough-but not a good one.
Each and every candidate has their own methods-but Rozalin has elected to take the high road. Or perhaps you might call it the High society road-since the only people with invitations to tonight's fancy party (plus guest) are members of the nobility and demonic Overlords. +1 guest each of course, it's only fair to allow escorts. Everyone else? Well, nobility can be purchased at the door-For the low, low price of two million Hel per place.
Once ushered through the doors, one might find that she's finally shaken off that Christmas-decor from her room and moved on to something more...well, it's just genericly rich. There are Prinnies running around in uniform with serving trays of wine, liquor and sake.
And when everyone has arrived and been counted, the doors will open and all will be ushered in for 11 tiny courses of gourmet food. Meat features heavily, and it's all the grand old dishes that bespeak wealth and power.
Even later, perhaps you might be invited for a private conversation and a game of cards, or chess, or some other light entertainment, if there is the promise of real power to be gained by such a thing. Or maybe just negotiating who gets how much of the vote-even if you loose the election after all, there is power in being a mover and a shaker.
[2. Private]
Training for 'Yuki' has gone from bad to worse-her skills have leveled off and stopped improving well short of where they logically should be able to go. Tonight, lungs burning and already tired from the party, there is going to be a breakthrough-but not a good one.
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[In other words, he tried to cop a feel and she broke his wrist.]
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[Rozalin beckons to a pair of prinnies with an ice bucket and a bottle with the cork still wired down, which they are carrying with great fear.]
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Not like it takes much to set us off though dood!
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Wait, what are you two doing with those knives?
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*POP!*
*BANG! CRUNCH! ZAPOW!*
Oh man, Jimmy! He was too young to die like that man. Uhh... here's the bottle dood. It came off clean, and the pressure kept any glass from getting in the bottle! Neat party trick, huh? I'll just pour this for you.
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*ting*
Ahh. Here we are. That was quite the affair, but we at least have the wine. And it seems none the worse for wear.
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