Factor Industries Charity Event: October 18th, 2016

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Even for Benjamin Factor, arranging this charity event had been something of a challenge. Just as he held great influence in Gateway City, Thunder Corp's influence in Locke was great as well. But with time and money, all things were indeed possible in this case, and the Memorial Dance Hall was playing host to the night's events. It was a glamorous affair: politicians, captains of business, dignitaries, and celebrities had been invited. For whatever controversy that existed, the world legitimately wanted to heal the wounds left by the invasion, and that meant there were a lot of people who wanted to use events like this to either advance that cause, or to make themselves look good.

But they weren't the only sorts of individuals who had recieved an invitation.

Benjamin Factor had also made it so the Numbered would be invited to his little party. Arrivals through the teleporter would be greeted by drivers at the community center, and the same courtesy was extended to anyone who might live in Locke. The only stipulation? Was that anyone who came make an effort to make themselves presentable. If that was a problem, or anyone arrived without knowing, they had clothes on hand for people to change into.

Indeed, it seemed that the Numbered would be well provided for tonight. That being said, their presence would get people to talk, given the presence of news crews making live coverage. Nevertheless... "getting people to talk" seemed to be exactly what Benjamin Factor wanted to happen.

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Comments

[meteormercenary]

Jacob gives a smile and nods his head.

"Well, I would definitely say he was right. Theater, though. That sounds like it would be pretty intense. Y'know, being on stage, acting in front of other people."

Of course, Phillip just made a speech, so obviously it doesn't seem to bother him. But, in Jacob's opinion, acting and being a real person in front of so many people can be two completely separate categories.

[darkhourdear]

Phillip shrugs a bit. "I've been doing it for a long time. I'm sure it was scary when I first started, and sometimes I still get nervous, but I really like it." He's definitely more comfortable on a theater stage than a speaking one like tonight, but they have even parallels that he can manage. "What d'you do?"

[meteormercenary]

"That's great. Have you ever thought about making something of it? Or do you want to pursue something else?"

Jacob starts to loosen up a little, and he feels a little satisfied when he's asked about what he does.

"I run a flower shop. I grow almost my entire stock myself. My eldest sister taught me about the language of flowers when I was much younger, and I just grew to love it that I wanted to manage a shop. It's quite rewarding, seeing how happy people can be when they get a gift for someone special."

[darkhourdear]

"Um... I dunno. I like acting, so I'll probably keep doing it for a while." It would be cool to be a professional actor, he thinks, but... he's thirteen. What he's going to make of his life is kind of on his mine, but the details are fuzzy at best.

"Oh, that's really cool! Flowers are nice." That... is about the limit of what he knows about flowers, but he's sure there's probably more to it than that.

[meteormercenary]

"Do you do a local theater? Or is it limited to school?" That question is so awkward!

"Thank you, you should..." Jacob was about to reach into his pocket and give out a business card when he remembers just where he is. Being in a whole other country is difficult when you want your business to grow. "You should... Check out a book on it sometime. I could recommend a few titles and authors, if you're interested."

[darkhourdear]

"I actually do more local theater stuff, 'cause I was doing that first and it's hard to fit both in." Not to mention that school plays are like once a year, and if they conflict with a local play that he's in there is no chance.

Phillip isn't... that interested in flowers, but it would feel rude to say that. "Um, ok!"