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

[alittlebitesper.livejournal.com]

Terra wasn't reluctant to be dancing with him, though she didn't get the hint he was offering when he said that first bit. "I would not mind," she said with another faint smile. "It is only that I would not want it to not be any fun for you."

[wwiiflyingace.livejournal.com]

Dancing with a pretty girl? Never not fun. Hahaha he uh he didn't want to say that though because it would come off kind of creepy, wouldn't it? (He wasn't smooth enough to pull off a line like that, not like Irvine could've pulled it off.)

He just smiled and said, "It's fine, trust me. I don't mind."

[alittlebitesper.livejournal.com]

"Well, uhm, alright then." Terra didn't quite seem to know what to do at that point, but after a moment she stepped a bit closer and offered out a pale hand to Nida. "You will have to show me what to do, I think."

[wwiiflyingace.livejournal.com]

...Oh man, now that he'd actually convinced her, he almost didn't know what to do. It was like getting caught up in the action and losing sight of the goal along the way.

Oh, right. Dance.

Recovering his wits, he accepted her hand and stepped up to her. Once they were all arranged in the proper setup, he said, "Just follow my lead, do what I do. I'll take it slow for you."

Nida's knowledge of ballroom dance came, interestingly enough, from the fact that he'd wanted something to impress girls with during school dances. Dudes at school dances don't actually know how to dance, you see, they just sort of fake it and hope girls don't notice. Nida had taken the time to get some lessons and learn how it was done, thus securing the admiration of any girls he asked to dance.

Of course it kind of all fell apart when he never actually got up the courage to ask girls to dance. C'est la vie.