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.

[Event Links: Event Speakers | NPC Interaction | General Mingle]

Comments

[purestambition]

"I can expect, yes - still... You know I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it."

In truth, Saretha would be the first person to tell anyone they screwed up. Even Amy. But... that's quite far from the case. At the least, Amy can rest assured that personal bias doesn't influence her opinion there.

Either way, she takes the younger woman by the arm and begins to move. "So, what would you like to do now, then? I'd say you earned whatever you wish."

[feastorfamine]

Amy certainly knows Saretha well enough by this point that she doesn't even have to think about that to be sure of Saretha's sincerity. She clings a bit to the older woman's arm, before leaning her head against Saretha's shoulder.

"I want to be with you for a while," she said, as they walked. "Just. To talk, and enjoy each other's company. And maybe dance, if you're up to it," she added, indicating the music.

[purestambition]

It's an almost odd sort of situation, here. Saretha is normally one, even now, to keep a certain public persona. With Amy on her arm, little of that seems to matter, and she gives a slight chuckle at the last suggestion.

"Dance? Well, I suppose it has been awhile... I was forced to take lessons as a young girl. Never really did care for it, but..."

[feastorfamine]

Amy laughs. "You... can probably do better than me, then," she said. "The only people I ever danced with were relatives."

Blushing and feeling a little pathetic, she drew away briefly... before reaching out and placing her hands on Saretha's side and shoulder.

"This ah... this is the right way to do it, I hope?" she said, smiling as wide as she possibly could.