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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[dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com]

"So I should...try not to think?" Mjrn paused, mulling that over. "I will do as you say, and hope his feet do not suffer for it." She glanced around, then at Penelo. "I wonder how one becomes accustomed to such events. There are many who do not seem nervous...."

[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

"I wish I knew. I still feel out of place..." Penelo watched the happy people, talking and dancing, and looking important. "I think maybe if we just spend time visiting with friends, it'll get easier."

[dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com]

Mjrn nodded slowly, thoughtful. "That is sound advice." She smiled a little as she glanced to Penelo. "At least it is only for one night." The thought of going through this often was too intimidating to dwell on.

[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

Penelo smiled and told her friend in a confidential tone, "I think I can go the rest of my life without attending another party like this. I'm not sure I'm cut out for this sort of lifestyle." Especially when she spent her time observing the nuances of all the guests. Some pompous woman was playing the part of a coquette with a fan, much to the consternation of a man, presumably her husband, who fumed beside her, red faced.