the party; open
( She didn't win. The bitterness that blooms inside her when she wakes up in the Colosseum quickly disappears, replaced by a vague soreness from bruising and the surprise of... a bright yellow leather jacket.

Now that her hair's basically blonde with dark roots, rather than pink, it's a good way to be seen. But, most importantly, it's a good colour and well made. She doesn't hesitate in shrugging it on, checking the size and finding it satisfactory.

For the duration of the party, and perhaps predictably, Kate spends most of her time sampling the alcohol - and god it's nice to have Delight back, a definite supplier of the stuff. And, honestly, she kind of likes the booze provided here better than that of The Speakeasy (don't tell Rey). But she's also quite easy pickings if you want a dance partner, if she doesn't find a friend and drag them onto the floor first.

It's a good time. She may as well enjoy it. )