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

[darkforcerising]

That was good. It was maybe underhanded to present a secret test to someone like that, but Anakin found it was the best way to weed out the people prejudiced against disabilities.

And Sirius passed.

"Is this your first time here?"

[siriuslydementd]

"Yes." He's not going to complain too much about being pulled away from gloomy London and Grimmauld Place and brought here instead, although he does wish that if someone from his world had to come along, it had been someone other than his brother. "I gather that some have been here before though."

[darkforcerising]

"Some, ya," Anakin said. And he pointed out a few of the people he remembered before that were also at the party.

"Avoid the shadows at night and," he lowered his voice, "Don't trust the Magistrates."

He popped some kind of cracker thing in his mouth and then asked, "What part of the City did you land in?"

[siriuslydementd]

"I'm in the Coliseum district." He hasn't been here long enough to figure out the significance of the different regions of the city, so that will be some fun he gets to have at some point.

"I make it a point not to trust authority." Not after what authority did to him, certainly.

[darkforcerising]

"Same," Anakin said, picking over his food.

"I'm at St. Johns. You?"

[siriuslydementd]

"Rosebay Manor." So at least they ended up in the same district, if not the same building.