Let The Spectacle Astound You
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Progress: Continuous
Summary: The party you've all been waiting for: the Grand Ball of Alexandria!
Location: Palace Alexandria
Date: June 21st, 1803
Warnings: TBA. Eventually, Violence.
For weeks, the palace had been abuzz with activity; even more so than usual. On top of the usual hustle and bustle of daily life, there were the extensive preparations to be done for the festival, and this, the grand finale. The palace's largest ballroom had been decorated from floor to ceiling, wall to wall. Long elaborate draperies of silk and chiffon in white and cream, the stairs lined in a rich, crimson carpeting. Gold and silver everywhere, framing the large windows and the door opening out to the courtyard. A warm summer evening, with the roses in full bloom. Flowers adorned every table, column, and doorway. It wasn't just the ballroom that had been decorated, however; the entire palace was decked in regalia, the staff having obviously anticipated the crowd to be much larger than usual.
All around the palace, inside and out, the guard was on high alert. Every guest was greeted, checked, and in the case of the higher-ranked, announced to the company at large. The sun had not quite set, and already the ballroom was half full; nobles and low-born alike, natives and foreigners, all dressed in their best. The guest of honor had yet to make her appearance, but no one seemed to be fussed by the fact.
But the night was young, and there was bound to plenty of seeing and being seen before the night was over.
[[ooc: Here we go, everyone! Party style still applies. Tag in, tag each other, mingle, HAVE FUN!... while you can. Thread jumping and ninja tagging is encouraged. ^.^]]
Update: A fist fight broke out on page two. Feel free to ninja in to spectate, generally comment or gasp, or just read it and have a laugh. Appropriate authority figures... Squall, Steiner, etc may need to step in.
Progress: Continuous
Summary: The party you've all been waiting for: the Grand Ball of Alexandria!
Location: Palace Alexandria
Date: June 21st, 1803
Warnings: TBA. Eventually, Violence.
For weeks, the palace had been abuzz with activity; even more so than usual. On top of the usual hustle and bustle of daily life, there were the extensive preparations to be done for the festival, and this, the grand finale. The palace's largest ballroom had been decorated from floor to ceiling, wall to wall. Long elaborate draperies of silk and chiffon in white and cream, the stairs lined in a rich, crimson carpeting. Gold and silver everywhere, framing the large windows and the door opening out to the courtyard. A warm summer evening, with the roses in full bloom. Flowers adorned every table, column, and doorway. It wasn't just the ballroom that had been decorated, however; the entire palace was decked in regalia, the staff having obviously anticipated the crowd to be much larger than usual.
All around the palace, inside and out, the guard was on high alert. Every guest was greeted, checked, and in the case of the higher-ranked, announced to the company at large. The sun had not quite set, and already the ballroom was half full; nobles and low-born alike, natives and foreigners, all dressed in their best. The guest of honor had yet to make her appearance, but no one seemed to be fussed by the fact.
But the night was young, and there was bound to plenty of seeing and being seen before the night was over.
[[ooc: Here we go, everyone! Party style still applies. Tag in, tag each other, mingle, HAVE FUN!... while you can. Thread jumping and ninja tagging is encouraged. ^.^]]
Update: A fist fight broke out on page two. Feel free to ninja in to spectate, generally comment or gasp, or just read it and have a laugh. Appropriate authority figures... Squall, Steiner, etc may need to step in.
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Date: 2009-10-24 07:58 am (UTC)She nodded. "Oh, I have--which brings me to you." The was a small smile that tugged at her lips as the music resumed, and now it was probably easy for Kain to tell what she was thinking. Yes, it was time for that horrible fate.
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Date: 2009-10-24 09:42 am (UTC)So with a sigh, Kain relented, though didn't move just yet. "If we come under attack during this, we'll have to stop and deal with that..."
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Date: 2009-10-24 08:40 pm (UTC)She could only hold that look for a second, then chuckled. "We'll do what we must, but there's no point in begging for trouble." That that, she lead the way to the dance floor.
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Date: 2009-10-25 05:10 am (UTC)Resistance would probably cause a scene at this point, which Kain would rather avoid. So he followed along after her, probably the most irritated looking person to set foot on the dance floor.
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Date: 2009-10-25 06:07 am (UTC)Rydia, for her part, looked rather unrepentant. She knew dancing was far from his priorities, but that didn't stop her from pausing once they reached a spot clear of people and stepping forward to slip an arm around him and begin.
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Date: 2009-10-25 09:09 am (UTC)Once they started, it was probably noticeable that Kain at least did have some very basic experience with dancing... drilled into his head over the years. Although initially his motions were very stiff.
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Date: 2009-10-25 08:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-26 04:56 am (UTC)...Oh well. At least Rydia was apparently enjoying this.
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