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]

“What is your favorite food?”

[petal_storm]

"Mmmm, limes," she smiled. "Followed easily by any citrus. Yours?"

[code_jaeger]

“There’s a fish back home called a razor fin. If you braise it in miso and serve it over dried seaweed with a ginger sauce it’s fantastic. Enough sweet to offset the saltiness of the sea weed and the fish itself is a mild flavor that honestly tastes a lot like mushroom.”

[petal_storm]

"I would be happy to try a bite," she chuckled, "but I cannot each much meat honestly."

[code_jaeger]

“There’s a vegan and vegetarian variant as well. Done with mushroom usually.”

[petal_storm]

"That sounds honestly delicious, I'm still happy to sample things others love."

[code_jaeger]

“I’ll make it for you.” He smiled.

[petal_storm]

"My, a technical genius and a chef?"

[code_jaeger]

“I can cook.” He chuckled. “It’s not a passion but I am decent at it.”

[petal_storm]

"I cannot," she admitted easily. "I can assemble things such as salads and prepared dishes so they are displayed beautifully but..."

[code_jaeger]

“Would you like to learn?”

[petal_storm]

She actually...considered that? "I...don't know. I've never had the leisure to consider it."

[code_jaeger]

“Think about it. There are so many classes available at home.”

[petal_storm]

"Once I have the time I will think on it," she smiled slightly. "I promise."

[code_jaeger]

“Sure.” He nodded.

[petal_storm]

"What else do you enjoy?"

[code_jaeger]

“Aerial silks, tinkering.., hmmm. “

[petal_storm]

"Watching or using said silks?" She smiled, relaxing as she continued to scan the plans. "And tinkering with what?"

[code_jaeger]

“Both on the silks and tech of course.” He grinned.

[petal_storm]

"Mmm, I could join you in that, silks and pole I was trained on as a matter of course." How not? "And naturally, but to do what?" She laughed.

[code_jaeger]

“I was learning pole but the teacher had some complication with a pregnancy and hasn’t returned back yet.”

[petal_storm]

"I could teach if you like...and does your Rial dance?"

[code_jaeger]

“Not pole or silks but he can dance yes. Many different varieties and I’ll take you up on that.”

He was actually comfortable enough with her that he was bleeding further into scales, his horns, claws and slotted eyes peeking through.

[petal_storm]

"Ah, so we'll get to show off for him?" The smile was fleeting, but warmer than others had been.

And gods...he was beautiful wasn't he? Don't mind the distracted peeks he was getting!

[code_jaeger]

“Oh yes. It’s absolutely fantastic. And with the two of us…” he chuckled scales shifting with colors of them both yes.