06-26-2014, 08:25 PM
The event was starting and the guests had arrived. Pyotr breathed a deep breath and exhaled as he adjusted his bow tie. The attire for the event was a standard tuxedo, but in honor of the CCD, Pyotr and the other waiters had silver-gray bow ties with orange pocket squares.
The event would start with a mingling hour. The guests would mingle around and drink cocktails and champagne. There would be small hors d'ouvres. Pyotr would be walking around with the rest, carrying glasses of champagne and picking up those that were empty. Then the real event would begin and Pyotr would be serving Ascendancy.
Pyotr went to the kitchen and got a tray of champagne glasses before entering the hall. There were people everywhere, and although they were mingling, all eyes were on Ascendancy and the band on his head. Pyotr stopped and stared at the band. It was one of the most beautiful pieces he had seen.
Pyotr shook his head and focused on the task at hand. Everything tonight had to be perfect. He moved and walked through the crowd. The confidence Marcus was giving him guided his steps through the people. He avoided even brushing their shoulders as guests removed glasses from his tray. He would soon need to go back and get more glasses.
Pyotr smiled as he moved through the crowd. It would be a good night. He was feeling more and more excited as he walked and thought about how well this night was going to going. He knew that it would be perfect.
The event would start with a mingling hour. The guests would mingle around and drink cocktails and champagne. There would be small hors d'ouvres. Pyotr would be walking around with the rest, carrying glasses of champagne and picking up those that were empty. Then the real event would begin and Pyotr would be serving Ascendancy.
Pyotr went to the kitchen and got a tray of champagne glasses before entering the hall. There were people everywhere, and although they were mingling, all eyes were on Ascendancy and the band on his head. Pyotr stopped and stared at the band. It was one of the most beautiful pieces he had seen.
Pyotr shook his head and focused on the task at hand. Everything tonight had to be perfect. He moved and walked through the crowd. The confidence Marcus was giving him guided his steps through the people. He avoided even brushing their shoulders as guests removed glasses from his tray. He would soon need to go back and get more glasses.
Pyotr smiled as he moved through the crowd. It would be a good night. He was feeling more and more excited as he walked and thought about how well this night was going to going. He knew that it would be perfect.