Let The Spectacle Astound You

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Characters: OPEN
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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[artemistardust.livejournal.com]

"Hm?" Rosa snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head slightly. "It's nothing to be concerned over. I was simply attempting to make a decision about my last name." She hesitated again, wondering how to best phrase this. It was a difficult thing at best to explain and understand.

"When I was brought here, I was yet single, but Cecil, and I believe others, are from a time when he and I were married. The event of our marriage would be a joyous occasion for me, but I am unsure what would be the best..."

Her voice trailed off for a moment and she shook her head again, smiling apologetically. "It's not important. I can ask Cecil when he arrives."

[mademyresolve.livejournal.com]

Not certain whether or not she was married? The differences in time, here, could be very perplexing. Case in point, Larsa was gone a month and had aged by years upon his return. "I still find it incredible that the means by which we appear here is able to transcend time..."

Ashe mused over her own situation, then. "My own marital situation was dramatically affected by that ability. In fact, I believe my husband knows yours - knows Cecil," she corrected herself? "Did they not travel together on the journey to find Eiko?"

Realising she was lacking an introduction of her own, the princess complied with a gentle smile. "As for names, I am Ashelia B'nargin Dalmasca."

[artemistardust.livejournal.com]

It was definitely awkward for Rosa, to say the least. She still needed to get used to it all. The White Mage nodded at Ashelia's assertion. "I believe they did. And you may... call him my husband. From the sound of the situation from home, he must have proposed to me shortly after the point from which I was taken." Her cheeks glowed slightly at the very thought.

"Which would make me Rosa Harvey."

And even if she didn't have a ring to prove it here, she was sure that they could get one, but that it also didn't matter.

"It's very nice to meet you, Ashelia. I'm glad to know a few other people outside those from my own home."