A Charity Gala to End Whatever Important Thing

[ngm_miscellaneous]

New York City high society had been absolutely buzzing over this April's charity gala by a certain Mr. Tony Stark. It was seen as exclusive, or as exclusive as his 200 person guest list could be. Some invitations were a given, like Tony's daughter Alexa, whereas others came from what the party planners figured as the right people to make the party memorable or talked about.

The charity event was for the charitable arm of Stark Inc., Stark International. Despite being for charity, it was also seen as a good way for businesses to be seen and network.

The event was held at the Hudson in the Library and Private Park space. It would comfortably fit the people into its 2,600 Square Feet.

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[frostfurlady]

And it happens again, the surge of Brooke's confusion bleeds over. Danielle presses her hand to her temple as she tries to get her own shields in order again.

She'd heard something about boyfriends and waves of happiness being whispered, even though that was none of her business. Maybe she should go over there...

[pyroprincess]

"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Aaron." Stephanie gave him her best winning smile. "I've had the pleasure of seeing, and wearing some of your work in the past. It's an honour to finally meet you." And if the stress fell slightly upon the "finally", well, that was just a funny thing about language.

She'd press Brooke later about what adjectives and modifiers she used, linguistically, to describe him. They seemed to have a spark between them, but it didn't seem ... intimate. At least yet.

[hellfire_empath]

Nothing naked had gone on yet.

Brooke hadn't even attempted to kiss the man, though she had strongly considered that option when they were in Paris.

She just...didn't know how to kiss.

Meanwhile, Brooke was all too aware of the waves of pleasure that rolled off of both Stephanie and Marcelo.

She glanced at Danielle, and a short look of guilt flashed over her face. She realized then that her emotions were probably wreaking havoc on her roommate. "Danielle, are you alright?"

[vesper_verde]

Marcelo had a vague feeling there were lots of things going on here he did not quite understand. He stopped himself from asking if Danielle needed fresh air as they were already in the garden. His gut started to tell him this was veering into Stephanie territory.

So, he glanced around and jumped ever so slightly at seeing Ghost Girl No. 2. He thought discretion would be the better part of not staring at a ghost blonde.

"Did you need something to drink, Danielle? I was heading in to replace," he waved his mostly empty glass, "this with something from the bar. I could pick you up a water? Or you could come with and help me keep an ear out for anyone talking futebol."

[frostfurlady]

"I'm all right, thank you," she assures Brooke with a smile as she keeps trying to adjust her shields. "But... some water would be nice, and ...football? Down with the Huns!" This perfectly normal Glasgow Celtic Fan sentiment has a very...Viking vehemence behind it.