An odd foundation

[petal_storm]

Who: Orchid, Magnus, any?
When: About a month after she arrived injured at the spa.
What: A grand re-opening.

The invitation was beautifully written on actual paper, delivered in an actual envelope and with hand illustrated margins showing thorny vines, sands, and battle grounds. A true piece of archaic penmanship likely courtesy of Orchid and it added a touch of high end grandeur to an open invite. And 'open' meant 'anyone who wishes to experience an evening of mingling and new, far more interesting definition of spectator combat'. The spa likely recieved the widest invitation, as it included any employee (or owner) thereof and any date they wished to bring.

A subtle way to demand Markux's presence, but also allow his old pet, Poppy, to attend.

After all Poppy had to miss being properly assured of his place instead of being a mere 'employee'. Such a disappointment that really. He'd had high hopes for Poppy's ability to crack Markux's facade. Ah well, he could still provide opportunity to reassure the boy of his place in life.

There was comfort in having a role after all, Orchid assured him of such, though she was quite capable enough to replace many less efficient (and caring) people he'd employed prior. It truly was something else to his comfort and entertainments to have a creature that adored him and put his pleasures paramount. Money couldn't buy a dedication like that.

Regardless, the upcoming reopening of the arena in C was the talk of the town, and a hell of a conversational topic in the spa as well. 'High dress' was the listed code, though all other amenities, from food and drink, to 'mild' drugs were provided sans charge. Tonight was an exhibition after all, a way to display WHY they should return and spend money betting later.

Magnus himself was dressed in simple, dark green silk tunic and pants; Orchid was his ornamentation wearing delicate gold chains and stones only in a wash of light and glitter over purple skin as they greeted people and mingled out of the pristine sands. It was the largest area for a party of course, but there were several raised platforms showcasing some of the intended lineup, and more empty ones for patrons to add fighters to later.

Comments

[code_jaeger]

“Yeah…” he noted and closed the door so they could talk alone.

Tin sighed. “I’m sorry…”

[petal_storm]

Rial stroked his cheek, "hey, it's alright. You did well."

* * *

"Don't be sorry," Fliq huffed.

[code_jaeger]

“Still doesn’t feel good.” He sighed.

---

“What happened?”

[petal_storm]

"Parenting rarely does when it comes to rules," he assured.

* * *

"Bad stuff," she sighed. "I don't want to talk about it."

[code_jaeger]

“I know. We just met them…”

---

“Okay. We don’t have to talk about it.”

[petal_storm]

"Yes, and she got very scared today. That tends to lead to lashing out."

* * *

"Okay, good. So. Show me around?"

[code_jaeger]

“Yes. I’m trying not to imagine what it was that scared her.”

---

“There’s a garden in here and a fountain.” He noted making his way over to where he had braided some of the grasses into a little tent.

[petal_storm]

"A lot of nightmare fuel there," he agreed grimly.

* * *

"Huh, so many fountains in this place..." she liked the tent though!

[code_jaeger]

“Did you eat?” He yawned.

[petal_storm]

"Mmmhmmm, I did. Should hold me a few days in fact."

[code_jaeger]

“Ohh? Nice.”

[petal_storm]

"Fun group came in," he chuckled.

[code_jaeger]

“That’s nice.” He chuckled.

[petal_storm]

He kissed Jaeger's forehead and smiled, "feeling any better yet?"

[code_jaeger]

“Little.” He nodded.

[petal_storm]

"Mmm, did YOU eat?"

[code_jaeger]

“Yeah. Bit ago.” He nodded.

[petal_storm]

"How long ago was a bit today?" He smiled, pinching Jaeger's chin. "Before you met Orchid?"

[code_jaeger]

“No. Sometime while you were feeding.” He shook his head. “They brought me a tray.”

[petal_storm]

"Ah, the spa knows you," he smiled. "Good, you skip too many meals."

[code_jaeger]

“I forget…” he sighed.

[petal_storm]

"Which is why I nag you," he teased.

[code_jaeger]

“I know.” He chuckled.

[petal_storm]

"I'm a very sexy nag," he purred, nibbling Jaeger's ear. "What are plans for tonight?"

[code_jaeger]

“Formulate plans for living metal bodies for them and sleep probably.”