Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26104528-20150602055245

(Here's the music I had in mind when writing this bit. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_NJTAfvqbA)


 * Timeskip to the Afterparty* Hotel Congress 8:07 PM

The Hotel Congress: one of Anozira's older and more storied hotels. Fortunatly for the Cardamoms, it was listed several years in a row as having some of Anozira's largest selections of international alcohols. While the rest of Anozira's establishemnts elected to modernize their decor, Hotel Congress was one of the holdouts clinging to its Old World charm and feel. This did lead to some anachronisms: the modern holographic interfaces clashed with the dark wood paneling of the bar and front desk. Same with the music: what should be old-timey classics was replaced with smooth contemporary jazz.

A decent number of the same folk seen at the expo, save for those too tired from decontructing stands and booths, were also at the party. The Railgun Faunus was having a finally having his first taste of alcohol in one corner and in a shadowed booth nearby, three researchers were making good use of the "Work hard, Play hard" Modus Operandi. Much like the expo, Zephrion was here because it made for good publicity and maybe, just a teensy bit, the man had a soft spot for Atlesian Dust Ale.

"Oh, if you see two gentlemen bearing the names Ochre and Trigo, let them in. I owe them drinks." he told the doorman. Also a Vacuan Native, the doorman had a slight shock He's not talking about...

"Of course sir." ''heck, I'd have let those two in anyway. ''