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WHO? Armitage Hux & OTA
WHAT? After Hux wins his Court battle, he uses the opportunity to start a series of public Salons/Gatherings.
WHEN? ??? [Shh whenever it fits for people. I'm having him hold 'multiple' so people can fit them in as necessary.]
ANYTHING ELSE? I'm trying to keep the need for the mods on this to a minimum so they aren't over taxed; if you need an NPC Aranean or the like, let me know. Feel free to start your own threads [All info will be in the body of the post.]

Attend the General's Salon

[And no, it isn't that sort of salon]

You receive an invitation, requesting your presence at the General's Salon, A place to mingle and discuss the higher things. A neutral space to discuss politics, for Anareans and guests alike.

Dress your best.

But of course, that is far from the truth. Like all things here, everything is dangerous, even if it is beautiful and can seem harmless. Hux has found a large ballroom to use for these gatherings; it gives space for the Aranean's to use their true form if they so wish, while giving humans and guests ample space to avoid confrontation.

Food and drink are provided (donated by a patron), and there is ample siting areas, for people to have small discussions as a group, or perhaps more intimate discussions as well. The floors, of course, are stone--easier to clean up any blood that might be spilled.

For all the talk of 'neutrality', Hux mingles with guests, and sits upon a chair near the center, dressed in his finest and still wearing the necklace provided by the Princess. So his affiliations have been made known; it is unclear if simply being at the salon, or showing favor to him will mean others will think favor is provided to her as well.

But of course, this is just a neutral space. And while those very oppose to the Princess may avoid the Salons entirely (given how Hux won, that wouldn't be a surprise), others of more neutral minds will still attend, interested in gaining information themselves--even if they don't wish to debate.

But if one wishes to discuss a House they might favor, and why--or why COST should be favored over Regency (or why not), feel free and step forward and discuss. See if others lend their voices for and against your arguments. And don't worry, this is friendly after all--no one is going to get eaten.

--unless you offend someone, of course. But that's the risk in this place. Hux isn't going to be able to stop that.

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"We're in agreement about not understanding the idea. By the time I was summoned things had changed, but we're also talking a difference of a few thousand years." It wasn't anything that could change in an instant. It was also a true fact that between Fiore and Dany, all of his Masters had been incredibly capable and powerful women.

But thinking on symposiums again, Chiron nodded along as Hux spoke. "I believe you're correct about why they were used. Couches were...well, imagine my normal form and me trying to make use of one." The height of comedy, that's what that was. "Towering over others does make for a better display, I'll agree."

Chiron's eyes move around the room for a moment, not exactly spying on any one person or conversation, but carefully making sure the room's overall feel was the same.

"It's been interesting to see what everyone is capable of." There were a few Chiron knew, like Mordred, but everyone else was a pleasant surprise. "I've been in the arenas, usually with two days of fighting and then one or two days of taking a break."

Hux put up a hand, frowning because--what? "Wait--you were summoned? What exactly does that mean?" Does Chiron mean simply summoned among the humans, or is he something that was 'made' or just came into being, rather than born? Phrasing and words change meaning over time, so perhaps it just needs some clarification.

He was pleased to hear about the rest of what he's put together coming off well; Hux tries to be exacting in his choices, but how others will react is not always a known quantity.

"It has been interesting; there have been some matches where things have turned on luck as they always do, but I have found that most turned out as I expected if I've spent any time with them. Watching some of the newer recruits was worth some time, as well." Hux shakes his head. "I still find the arena a bit too brutal for my tastes. But I can see why it appeals to some. I'm glad you've been doing well in it."

"That is an explanation best given in a different setting," Chiron replied. He wasn't embarrassed exactly, but there was some level of recognition that he had left out some important details that really should have been explained at an earlier date. Like when they discussed the whole centaur thing. "It's generous to say my circumstances are complicated. And for that explanation, you'll have to give a little bit of leeway to magic."

He suspected that that was the problem that Hux was going to have, in the end. Magic and Holy Grail Wars really did demand a certain amount of well, willing to roll with the whole thing.

"I believe you could argue that the whole event is a perfect expression of the key pillars of their culture. Brutality, cunning, and...video games, although I think that outlier could be slotted in under the brutality heading." It was certainly something familiar, in it's way. The Greeks had their games that showed off the perfect male forms, did they not?

"Ah--no, I understand. Perhaps back on the ship, with a cup of tea. I still have a few leaves of the tree left, you know." Hux gives Chiron a little smirk; he understands complication in more ways than one, and perhaps such a story would need the calm given by what they had experienced previously.

Surprisingly, Hux gave a little laugh at the comment on the games. "I suppose it could be put under 'brutality', but I think it's more to do with cunning. Yes they can be violent and result in deaths in the games, and sometimes to the players--but there is a way the mind works when playing that is a particular gift, I think. Were I not so busy, I would have put time into it." But alas, he didn't have the time. "But I also spend a great deal of my time back home now working on technology."

"You'll need it more than I will, I suspect." It was a statement of fact from Chiron's tone of voice. For him, was simple reality, and a perfectly normal reality all things considered. He was a bullshit magic horse about five ways from Sunday. That was the plain truth.

Chiron nodded along as Hux argued for the video game's distinction a little more. It was a good point, and fairly argued. "I believe you're right. My attempts to learn the skill were...slow, and while I understand the concept, I don't think I have the right mind frame for it." But there was something else. "Working on isn't playing though, and I'm curious how that distinction translates for you. Did you make an attempt?"

That didn't bode completely well. "I'll take that into advisement." All the magic wrapped up in things wasn't always the easiest thing for Hux to handle, but the more time he spent with COST, the more he was becoming acclimated to the ideas--at least ideas of it away from the Force.

"I did--you have to understand, we use simulations, fighting ones, battle ones, to train our soldiers before putting them into more dangerous situations. I helped perfect the technology, so they are a great deal like games in that way. I test them out from time to time to see how they perform--so I have some experience." Hux chuckled, "Though I avoided the driving and flying games. While I'm competent at that in real life, I never did much work on those simulators."

There was apologetic look on Chiron's face, in the end, before the topic fell by the wayside. It was better mentioned on BASE, well away from prying spider eyes and Regency ears. There was a chance the information could be used against Chiron here, and that was unacceptable.

"...Ah, I see," Chiron nodded, and the concept made sense. Similar ideas and set up, different purpose. He was happy to understand that much at least, much of the gaming had gone over his head. "Were there any that matched to what you helped develop exactly, or greater variation than you expected?"

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aka guess who doesn't wanna type up grail war bullshit tonight

Haha I feel you. Try to explain any real science in star wars cause its ??? !!!

~IT'S SCIENCE~ TRUST US. and i'm sure hux is gonna fuckin love grail war bullshit

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