Event: Gala
No S2 Spoilers included in this event!! This AU is entirely different!!
It had been roughly a year since Alastor's return to the AVs. And of course, with their fourth member returned to their ranks, their appearance in the party scene had amped back up, too. They hadn't hosted a formal event since just around a year after Alastor's disappearance, and even then, that event was a dud.
Which is why it was such a surprise to receive an invitation to a gala in the mail! Whether you're a popular influencer or star, an up-and-coming overlord, or some other thing, you were invited to the AVs' celebration, which could very well include being scouted for some sort of talent, or making business deals.
When you arrived, the four overlords in question were each entertaining their own crop of guests, each of their gazes nothing short of predatory, seeking new sinners to exploit and cancel when they got bored.
Valentino was predictably chatting with an attractive group of potential porn stars, and each seemed quite enamored with his charm. "Si, amorcito~. You could definitely ensnare an audience. Why don't you let me give you that chance?" he cooed in one young woman's ear, earning a blush from her. After all, abusers must be charming to ensnare potential victims.
Vox was making impressions on startup owners, along with talking to prospective actors and journalists. He kept up his most charming smile, shaking hands with who he would generally consider "the plebians". "Haha, yes, yes... Well, we at VoxTek are happy to host you here tonight," he said, keeping up that same, infuriating business-like tone.
Alastor dwelled among the up-and-coming musicians and theater performers, keeping that same infuriating smile on his face. "Well, you certainly have my attention, dear. Dazzle me. Perhaps I'll be inclined to offer you a contract," he purred enticingly, clearly adept at charming those who want to embrace fame under his thumb. A happy servant is an obedient servant, after all. He doesn't have to truly care, just has to let them believe he does.
And Velvette was being both critical and friendly, almost backhanded, to the newest and hottest influencers on social media. Some were just gaining relevancy, and some had yet to be discovered, but one thing was certain: under her reign, she would make all their names household names. "Let's see... Clashing themes and far too much blue in this outfit, but I can work with it. Swap the skirt for some ripped jeans, and swap that abhorrent pinstriped jacket for a denim vest," she instructed. She would give her tips out "for free" at these galas. Only when they realized they needed her continuous instruction would she offer them a contract in exchange for her styling.
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*Zeezi didn’t hesitate to accept going to the gala. After all, who else aside from Beelzebub herself could party as hard as her. Her presence was immediately noticed with the small earthquakes caused by her footsteps.*
Zeezi: What’s up, bitches!? Let’s get this gala thing going!
*While not as elegant as everyone, she added her own flair in her gala outfit by wearing a pink tailored suit with a lime cravat underneath an open black leather jacket with a lime interior and spikes on the wrists. She also seem to wear black vinyl pants… or rather what it used to be pants as they were torn to resemble shorts and two different stilettos.*
Velvette was the first to respond to Zeezi's presence, rushing up to her with an almost childlike enthusiasm. "Zeezi! You made it! Hehe, this place could do with a baddie who knows how to party!" she exclaims. Alastor's eyes roll in indifference, and Valentino instantly look away from her. He still remembers their last encounter. Vox mentally just notes to keep an eye on Zeezi. She could prove a threat, after all... "LOVE the outfit, darling! If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were wearing my designs!" Coming from Velvette, that's a compliment! It means she thinks your style is good enough to rival her own.
*The giant overlord cackled and rested her arm on a nearby table, her tail swished slowly.*
Zeezi: Damn right it needs to have a baddie here! And thanks for the outfit compliment, doll. Not really into the whole fucking chic shit, but found at least something to fit in.