#diamondtea

[its-max-okay]

COAL AMONGST DIAMONDS || 2021 ace tea party

When Max accepted Ara’s invitation to be her plus-one to the Diamond Ace annual tea, it was with a small dose of trepidation and a promise to be on her best behavior. It also came with a couple of promises on Ara’s behalf: that the wine would be free and the backgrounds pretty. Max accepted with the caveat that she was unlikely to do any more mingling than indulging in gossip with her date.

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The Diamond Aces invite you to Tea

Every year the Diamond Aces invite a select few to join them in the Ace Assembly's garden. These invitees are free then converse and seek advice from the best of Diamond society. It is a well-known fact that these invitees then go on to excel in their fields, earning great favor from the Aces, and some even advance in rank!

On May 22, the Aces Invite:

@ara-kadeu @croupiex @lukef

THE SETTING

Up the stairs into the Assembly, guests will have their tattoos and invitations checked before being led across the grand foyer and out to the garden. The garden sits on a terrace overlooking much of Diamonds, a perfect place to discuss the future of the faction and conversate with its leaders.

Tea will be prepared for the intimate gathering, with a selection of treats and fruits, all while witnessing the prized blooms within the garden. Tea is served at 3pm.

This night is special as the moon will hold a beautiful rosy hue that is sure to be a wonder. At sunset, the gathering is then open to other attendees already prescreened by the Aces and not limited to faction. Most are gifted artisans and creators, business owners with influence in diamonds, or those connected enough to be welcomed.

Crystal lanterns then light up the space for invitees and gathered attendees to enjoy the beautiful moon. Refreshments are then changed to assorted wines and champagne with small warm treats. Attendees are welcomed at 7pm.

OOC INFORMATION:

Invitees have been invited for specific reasons that will be discussed with the listed names. The Channel dedicated to Diamonds will now form certain facts for the evening that we hope will make writing fun. Non Diamond muses who wish to attend should let an admin know so we may plan accordingly. The tag for this event will be #DiamondTea!

[its-max-okay]

Saturday, 22th May 2021; late evening Diamond Territory; Ace Tea Party @croupiex

Max had been snatching glances at him for the past couple of hours -- the young man with a flash of dark purple hair and intelligent eyes. Or maybe Max only settled on ‘intelligent’ because his eyes said he didn’t want to be here, and Max figured that was the smart move.

She’d lost Ara for a moment to some networking opportunity, and was (thus far) adhering to her promise to behave. Her hands were empty and itching for another glass of something expensive, but as Max cast around for the nearest tray of glittering champagne, she caught sight of him yet again; the young man with the intelligent eyes. He looked as though he’d gotten caught up in some so-called networking opportunity himself, though as she inched closer Max was more convinced the older Diamond was more interested in divulging her decades-long career history to anyone who would listen, thinly veiled as advice. Whoever this man was, his smile was drawn taut as Max’s but somehow he wore it more naturally. No one really believed Max when she feigned interest but the stuffy woman, decked in furs despite the room’s warmth, seemed none the wiser, which meant she was unlikely to release him from her gnarled talons anytime soon.

Max decided this seemed like a good time to rescue him.

“Darling!” Her voice cut over whatever the insufferable-seeming Diamond was droning on about, and the older woman fixed Max with a naked incredulity as the Emitter snuck herself arm-in-arm with her quarry. “You left ages ago, I’m dying of thirst. You know how it is,” She confided in the flabbergasted woman with a wink and, without further ceremony (or any better explanation for ‘how it is’), drew the young man with her towards one of the tables straining under the weight of food and drink.

“Hi,” Max said with a smile as she released him, taking in a proper head-to-toe look before she diverted her attention to picking out a tall flute from the evening’s colorful offerings. “Sorry if you actually wanted to be in that conversation, I guess you can always go back.” But somehow, despite his immaculate composure, she doubted it. “Or you could talk to me instead, because I don’t smell like mothballs.” She offered her free hand with a brief wiggle of fingertips. “Zhang Maxine. You can call me Max.”

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