Event | Masquerade Ball

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Characters: All
Date: The Evening of October 30th
Location: The Courtyard of Public Opinion
Situation: Valdis and 'Rue' have put together an All Hallows Eve Masquerade Ball.
Warnings/Rating: None

The day has finally arrived and the morning and afternoon are spent putting together what will be the scene of the Masquerade Ball at the Courtyard of Public Opinion. Kedan can be seen coming and going, carrying in decorations and lights and later on, various foods and desserts. Valdis, and Rue can occasionally be glimpsed directing people and moving things around, but anyone not a part of the setup will be ushered on and discouraged from lingering.

As night falls, the Courtyard will be brightly lit and ready for guests...

Comments

[looksfine]

"...you require proof of a lack of intention to cause harm to others?"

Tony, you forget who you're talking to here. She was getting better with the jokes and sarcasm, but the way he continued to lay it on thick made her wonder if he meant it.

[highprofilerichkid]

It's called learning through immersion, Aya - it's the best way to learn a foreign language! (Jokes count a foreign language, right?)

"No, a license is to prove your driving ability, not your intentions," Tony replies, laughing. "You have to prove you know how to drive safely and won't be causing accidents everywhere you go. But maybe they should have that other kind, too. Definitely for the taxis."

[looksfine]

(For her? They might as well be.)

"What is a...taxi?"

[highprofilerichkid]

"It's... taxi drivers drive other people around for a living. If you don't want to take your own car or public transit, you can call a taxi and they'll drive you wherever you're going. But since they make their living getting people around, they can get kind of, um, aggressive when there's a lot of traffic. Everybody always says New York taxis are the craziest."

Tony grins again. "That's why I fly everywhere now. They don't make you get licenses for flight-capable exo-suits yet." Even though they definitely should.

[looksfine]

Someone whose occupation was to drive others around. Huh.

"Could that label be applied to other methods of transportation, or is it restricted to vehicles located solely in this New York place?"

[highprofilerichkid]

"...No, that's what they're called everywhere. But it doesn't apply to every kind of transportation. An airplane isn't a taxi just because you pay someone else to fly it for you. The difference is..."

What is the difference? He never thought he'd be contemplating the ontological boundaries of the concept of taxis.

"The difference is that a taxi can take you anywhere. Anywhere that a car can drive, I mean. Trains go to stations, boats go to harbors, planes fly in and out of airports, but a taxi can take you to your exact address just like if you were driving your own car. And they're just driving you, not a bunch of other strangers. I guess you could say you're paying someone for personalized transport." This is a very odd place for this conversation to have ended up.

[looksfine]

"Interesting. By that definition, the Interceptor would have been considered a taxi as well."

Give or take, of course. But the parallels were enough for her to take note of. It was a means of transportation that could go anywhere, and that regularly only carried a select number of passengers. Mainly familiar ones, not just strangers.