Posted by Civilian Kristina Cosgrove (Student, Public Relations Intern) in The Shopping District Gala (Open to all non-Gala peeps)

Posted by Civilian Jezem (Upstanding Citizen) in The Shopping District Gala (Open to all non-Gala peeps)
A big important event such as a diplomatic Gala always got people talking. Talk of the event, the clothes, the politics and speculation of the night fueling people’s imaginations in the upcoming weeks. Though clearly holding the colony’s attention, very few were able to attend the event. Leaving the masses outside sighing wistfully. Wouldn’t it be grand to attend a marvelous party like that? To wear your nicest dress or suit and drink from the finest bottles of wine and partake of intergalactic gastronomy. A fanciful daydream but that’s all it would ever be. . . right?

Argam of Lux Incorporated, understood the plight of the people. Everyone dreams of that night of fancy and luxury and what sort of businessman of fine luxury good would he be if he did not meet the interests of the market? It took some quick planning and the oiling of a few palms (Jezem helped though he said Argam best not ask about the methods he use) but the Ferengi managed to put together his own event the night of the Gala.

The Grand Shopping District Gala. Posters went up a week in advanced and everyone took attention. For one night the Streets of the Shopping district were decorated in the luxury glitz and glam of an official Gala. Various shops along the street partnered up, hosting their own smaller and themed party rooms. There was even a contest where guests could vote on their favorite party room. It was a happy night for all. The people got to live their dreams of attending a gala, businesses received a boost of new customers and visibility. The heart of the party, of course, was established in the space before Argam’s own humble business The four story building that homed Lux Incorporated. There he set up a fine banquet of tables laden with fine foods and drinks. A little further down a live band played before a dance floor lit up with sparkling nights.

Tonight was a night for everyone to live their dreams and live to the fullest.

Jezem

Not one to pass up an opportunity to meet new people, Kristina has come across one of the posters while she was at a little café studying for a test. Very soon she would be starting her first internship in the government building but the official assignments hadn’t been announced yet. She wished it had already started so she could have been at the Museum tonight. Also, that was not the case, but the public party beckoned to her. She somehow didn’t think that it was Michael’s thing, but then again the man was ever a surprise. She told him she was going to investigate.

Cosgrove did not own anything on the level that the people attending the official gala would be wearing, but having a half-sister who had been in this government and was now a cultural ambassador had given her the chance to add to her wardrobe on a few occasions. She slipped on a black dress that was covered in a large pale pink rose print and trimmed with delicate black lace at the hem, waist and neckline. thick black straps held the fitted bodice in place, allowing the loose knee length skirt to flow. She pulled her hair up into a high ponytail, slipped on some black heels and headed out, clutch in hand. A tiny part of her was nervous to just roam about at night, but this was a very populated area and the chance of her being mugged like she had the very first day she had arrived on Oed years ago was exceptionally small.

Kristina heard the party before she even saw it. Turning the corner, she grinned at the sight of people milling about outside and also moving to and from the building. She moved to the entrance and followed people in, taking in the sights.

~Kristina Cosgrove

Eryn had seen the flyers of course. She had even posted some in her shop. She had expected to mixed in with the media during the Gala, but this impromptu party would be an excellent opportunity for someone to sow dissidents or create a catastrophe and blame the Vren. Their presence was advised. With Eryn being a prominent artesian on the colony she could have attended the official Gala, but a good business woman supported her own.

She pressed the comm button down to Vonn’s suite, not quite hiding the laughter in her voice. “I hope your ready to go. Eryn must arrive fashionably late and in such a crowd her primary body guard would never let her go alone.”

Eryn