Let The Spectacle Astound You
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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.
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.
Tags:
- adelbert steiner,
- arc,
- ashelia b'nargin dalmasca,
- auron,
- balthier,
- beatrix,
- blank,
- brother,
- celes chere,
- cloud strife,
- delita heiral,
- ellone loire,
- fran,
- gabranth,
- garnet 'dagger' til alexandros,
- golbez,
- ingus,
- irvine kinneas,
- jote,
- kain highwind,
- laguna loire,
- larsa ferrinas solidor,
- locke cole,
- luneth,
- mjrn,
- nida,
- penelo,
- quistis trepe,
- rasler heios nabradia,
- refia,
- reks,
- rinoa heartilly,
- rosa farrell,
- rydia of mist,
- selphie tilmitt,
- squall leonhart,
- terra branford,
- tifa lockhart,
- vayne carudas solidor,
- yuna,
- zidane tribal
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Date: 2009-10-23 04:33 am (UTC)"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he'll be here. I think he knows you're here — there's no way he'd miss it."
She was right; that yellow was rather sunny, and seemed to make her green eyes brighten even more. When the number changed, he didn't expect Selphie to ask him to dance. He only knew his old hometown's festival jigs, and didn't want to disappoint her. So, instead, he figured - fake it till you make it. He accepted her hand and pulled her onto the dance floor. He seemed to remember a Surface World dance that a cute pub dancer showed him.
He placed one hand on her hip and the other under her hand. He hoped she'd be okay with him touching her. He pretended like he wasn't abashed.
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Date: 2009-10-23 05:24 am (UTC)"Hehe, Gaia's been good so far. A moogle thought I killed someone... but other than that, people have been friendly."
He thought he saw Arc nearby, finally, so she'd have a chance at last. But he'd been wanting to ask everyone he met...
"Are you from this world, Sephie?"
It was a kind of bad question to ask your dance partner, but she seemed kind and considerate.
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Date: 2009-10-23 06:38 am (UTC)When he heard how long she'd been here, he was shocked. He got a little sad for a moment; he wanted to go back home. Selphie seem so okay with it because she had been forced to be in this strange world. But Luneth had barely been here for a few weeks. He couldn't imagine him turning out like here: enjoying the fact they'd been pulled here for some reason. He had to hand it to Selphie. She had some strength inside.
"Hehe, you must have tons of friends, then! Show them all to me one day, okay?"
The waltz slowly came to its crescendo and long ending. When the conductor swiped his hand around into an O shape, the band silenced, and the sideliners applauded the beautiful song that Luneth only thought to be strictly Gaian. He noticed a few gentlemen beside him, and mimicked them; he held Selphie's hand high and bowed to her.
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Date: 2009-10-23 08:45 pm (UTC)He rubbed the back of his head. He felt regal-like, but he knew that he was not royalty. His humble beginnings had left only imagination the entertainment of the children and adults alike. This was more like something from their make-believe than reality.
"I hope I can see you again soon, Sephie!"
He dashed off, leaving the pretty princess-like girl.