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Coruscant, Galactic City, Senate Tower, 2112 Hours Local Time
The night was still young, but the Grand Hall of Senate Tower was already bustling with activity. Champagne and wine flowed for dignitaries, ambassadors, representatives within the Coruscanti Parliament, celebrities, and even gangsters. Whether the worst at being the best, or the best at being the worst, many from all walks of life were in attendance of the Inaugural Gala, thrown by the newly elected Silas Amory. No expense was spared in ushering in the new era of Coruscanti representation in the Galactic Senate. Music played in the background as the band did their job to create an ambiance for the rest of the attendants to enjoy their night.
Some faces walked in the door and Silas acted excited to see them, remembering their names at the last second as they came to kiss his cheek. He leaned forward and returned the gesture of 'la bise', kissing each cheek alternately 1 or 2 times. In all honesty, Silas had his eyes out for a specific group of people he'd invited to the gala, in the hopes that he could discuss business with them in one of the Tower's "Dark Rooms"; rooms that were completely shielded against any electromagnetic wavelengths and signals, meaning remote surveillance was entirely impossible. Even recording devices were almost totally jammed by the interference producing bafflers.
Silas continued to keep his eyes open. He knew one of his guests to meet was @Aren Krass, and the other (@Shoggoth) was dressed for the occasion, and he would recognize her face.
[[Open to any Senate Members, and Indies, I guess any Jedi (but why?), and yeah anyone else]]