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.

Comments

[xbalthierx.livejournal.com]

"Apologise? Mmm... I think not. Apologies were never my strong suit." He shook his head, thankful for her spell that would get rid of any aches he might have gotten. "I was merely defending myself. The fool came right at me. Honestly; it was like he felt threatened by me. I cannot fathom why." And then came his smirk.

[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

Well that response earned him her 'who do you think you're kidding' look. "So you were defending yourself. Why did he hit you?" The smirk said everything. Balthier probably did something to instigate it. He was starting to get as bad as Vaan for finding trouble. "And try telling the truth."

She'd get back to him apologizing for ruining a birthday party.

[xbalthierx.livejournal.com]

"Well, being the upstanding and dishonest man I am, I will truthfully tell you that, first off, he didn't hit me. A churl like him would never get a hit in," he rolled his eyes, crossing his arms, "secondly, I assume he attacked me because I suggested he wasn't man enough to handle Fran..." Balthier gave a shrug, gesturing half-heartedly before letting his arms hang at his sides.

"It may have had something to do with the fact that his girl and I have quite a lot in common. The poor fool must have expected I'd have her melting in my arms."

[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

She'd seen Fran walking off looking as annoyed at the Viera was prone to expressing. No wonder. Penelo sighed and gave Balthier a disappointed look. "You probably would. I've yet to meet a woman that's immune to you, Balthier. Why'd you drag Fran into it? You know she's not going to like being used like that."

[xbalthierx.livejournal.com]

"Govern your tongue, girl. I did not drag Fran into it. He did." He tilted his head as he once again rolled his eyes. This was getting tiring. "Would you not be at least slightly aggravated were someone to suggest they were going to use Vaan as he suggested he'd use Fran?" Okay, so maybe he was pulling the partner card on her but he knew just how much she cared about that idiot boy.

[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

Oh. Now it made sense. "I don't think I'd use my fists, but..." Yes, this had to be one of those male thing where fists solved everything. Great. "I really hate when you do that."

No need to explain it. The partner card always stunk.

"The least you can do is go in there and apologize to the Queen for ruining her birthday party. I'll stay around and cook for you until you do."

[xbalthierx.livejournal.com]

"As I said, I'll pass. I've nothing to apologise for. He does." Shaking his head, he turned away, moving to walk back towards where his ship was docked. He wasn't in the mood.

He wasn't even in the mood to make a snide remark about her cooking, which was quite a feat. "Do as you please, Penelo. I've little interest in apologies or making amends. What kind of Sky Pirate apologises?"

Balthier waved a callous hand over his shoulder and continued to walk away.

[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

"A leading man with a sense of chivalry," she retorted at the retreating back of the sky pirate, before turning to go back in.

[xbalthierx.livejournal.com]

"A Sky Pirate I may be, but the Leading Man knows when to walk away." That said, he to retreated, back to his airship.