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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.

Date: 2009-10-25 06:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] light-chosen.livejournal.com
Ingus chuckled quietly. "Perhaps not, though I have been away from home for quite a long time. I had hoped to be back a little longer before being spirited away to a new world." Of course he spoke of it as though it were perfectly normal.

It wasn't, Ingus just wasn't one to get too upset over strange happenings. Heck, he'd been to the World of Darkness, after that nothing was too weird.

"A pleasure to meet you, Laguna."

Date: 2009-10-25 06:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prez-leg-cramp.livejournal.com
"True, but I'd like to think that this is only temporary," He replied with another smile. "After all, this could be just another adventure."

And Laguna missed those. Sure, he was 44 and not getting any younger. But he felt so confined in Esthar, he always had to have a bodyguard with him and all that and while he understood it... it was like everyone forgot that he was a soldier before. He knew how to take care of himself.

"You too."

Date: 2009-10-25 07:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] light-chosen.livejournal.com
Ingus nodded, attempting to put on a more determined expression. Just another adventure, their tasks weren't complete yet. Afterward, then they could rest. "Of course, we must simply discover what it is we were sent here to achieve."

Date: 2009-10-25 07:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prez-leg-cramp.livejournal.com
"Now that," Laguna said with a sigh, leaning against the wall next to Ingus. "Is something I'd like to know myself."

Sorry for my slow! ):

Date: 2009-10-28 04:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] light-chosen.livejournal.com
Ingus nodded thoughtfully. "What have most been doing since their arrival here? Have the moogles divulged any information that might be useful?" He was digging a little bit, being as he was very new Ingus honestly didn't know much of anything. Except that Dwarves did not normally vanish into thin air, and the crystal in the Fields of Fum unfortunately didn't talk.

No worries!

Date: 2009-10-28 04:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prez-leg-cramp.livejournal.com
Laguna could only shrug. "I haven't really been here long enough to know. I know the kids at Balamb are continuing their normal business, as they did back on my world, but I'm not sure about anyone else."

=D yey!

Date: 2009-10-28 05:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] light-chosen.livejournal.com
Ingus frowned again thoughtfully, but nodded. "I see, perhaps after all of this excitement I will inquire over the network." Surely someone would know something, a clue of any kind.

<3

Date: 2009-10-28 05:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prez-leg-cramp.livejournal.com
"Probably best," Laguna smiled. "I'm sure there are people here who have been here longer than you and I."

Date: 2009-10-28 05:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] light-chosen.livejournal.com
"I know my friend Arc has, I should inquire of him first." Arc hadn't said anything, but that didn't necessarily mean he didn't know. He was just quiet like that sometimes.

Date: 2009-10-28 05:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prez-leg-cramp.livejournal.com
"Friends are always the best to go to," Laguna grinned. "I could also recommend my son and his friends. They seem to have been here longer, after all."

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