Arrival Mingle

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Who: Everyone.
What: The Chosen return or arrival in the City.
When: July 1st.
Where: The Districts of the City.
Anything Else? Feel free to make your own arrivals, or throw an arrival starter here! The party is open to all. As a reminder, language barriers are not an issue in the Tower.

The City hadn't changed at all in its time without the chosen. If anything, The City seemed a little dusty. The Chosen would find themselves waking in their assigned homes. Even if they were returning and had other homes. They would wake in their chosen home. For the most part, anyway, a few chosen had special ways of arriving.

The assigned housing varied depending on the district they were assigned according to their sin. However, everyone had a box, a welcome package awaiting them upon waking. Inside the box was an extra invitation inviting them to the tower if they so decided to come visit upon arrival.

The city was once again bustling with life. Cars, demons, and the people of the City moving as if time had never stopped. Business as usual for the returning Chosen.


The Tower

While it was not Aiden's district, he had talked the Duchess into opening up the ballroom, and Skiffell to provide food, that just didn't seem to end. The grand ballroom was filled with many delectable dishes, and a small band of demons playing big band music in the corner.

The doors were propped open with the music drifting out to help lull the chosen who decided to attend. A handwritten poster board outside the open doors displaying 'Welcome Chosen!' with about 10 smiley faces drawn on it. While normally parties at the tower demanded fancy dress, Aiden throwing a party meant that rule would not be abided. He didn't dig out the fancy threads for anyone. This was a different kind of party, put together by the lord of Leisurebrook.

While Aiden didn't plan to reveal himself as a magistrate, he did love to mingle with people and hear their stories. So he was there. He was napping at a round table off in a corner, his messy brown hair spilled over his crossed arms as he napped as if he didn't have a care in the world.

Comments

[silversneakers]

"Yeah, whether we want them to or not." He's sure she remembers some of the interesting things that happened last time they were here. "It's nice to know that if some of the same sorts of things happen, that we won't be alone though."

[artistwithasickness]

"That's true," she agrees with a bob of her head and a glance towards him before returning her eyes to the small mass of mostly humanity.

"Not being alone is a biiiiig perk for me right now. Did you go home? Or anywhere new and interesting? Tell me you did something wildly adventurous."

[silversneakers]

"Not really? I just went home and hung out with some mutants." It's better than sticking around in his mom's basement. He nibbles at a snack covered in cheese. "Although a building full of mutants learning how to use their powers can be adventurous."

[artistwithasickness]

"Watching people grow into their powers is one of the most things I can think of. My favorite way to spend a few months. Though I imagine training doesn't often involve being bounced off a street a few times as part of it, but you never know."

[silversneakers]

"I don't know, there was a lot going on for a couple of hours there. Not everyone there was fully aware of what they could do." Though most students hadn't gone through the events in Cairo, so hadn't had quite so intense practice.