Event: Eiko's Birthday Ball
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Progress: Ongoing
Summary: A big party for a small girl. Yep, it's Eiko's birthday and she's having a ball.
Location: Lindblum Grand Castle
Date: March 21st, 1804
Warnings: N/A so far
Nobody could say that Regent Cid wasn't generous when it came to his adopted daughter, Eiko. In fact, some said that he was too indulgent. But on this, the evening of Eiko's tenth birthday, the citizens of Lindblum were ready and eager to celebrate. A free ball! Free drinks, free food, and a free pass into Lindblum Grand Castle. Many had failed to acquire tickets in time and were disappointed, but the lucky few piled eagerly into the castle.
Security was tight, and every single guest was checked by the guards before being allowed to enter. Once inside, they would find a wide and sumptuously decorated ballroom. A small group of musicians played slow and ambient music, while the party guests swayed across the floor dressed in all their finery. What could only be described as a flock of moogles flew or scurried around the room, offering glasses of champagne and various sweet treats. Regent Cid himself sat on a grand throne at the head of the room, nodding graciously at the guests who came to pay their respects.
The ball was already in full swing, and the party would go on for a long while yet.
[ooc: Don't worry if you didn't comment to Regent Cid's earlier post requesting tickets. Handwaving is just fine if you want to hop in. It's party style - go tag and mingle! Thread jumping and ninja tagging is encouraged.]
[ooc: Eiko has made a very loud announcement about a celebrity couple's engagement. Feel free to overhear, react or congratulate.]
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: A big party for a small girl. Yep, it's Eiko's birthday and she's having a ball.
Location: Lindblum Grand Castle
Date: March 21st, 1804
Warnings: N/A so far
Nobody could say that Regent Cid wasn't generous when it came to his adopted daughter, Eiko. In fact, some said that he was too indulgent. But on this, the evening of Eiko's tenth birthday, the citizens of Lindblum were ready and eager to celebrate. A free ball! Free drinks, free food, and a free pass into Lindblum Grand Castle. Many had failed to acquire tickets in time and were disappointed, but the lucky few piled eagerly into the castle.
Security was tight, and every single guest was checked by the guards before being allowed to enter. Once inside, they would find a wide and sumptuously decorated ballroom. A small group of musicians played slow and ambient music, while the party guests swayed across the floor dressed in all their finery. What could only be described as a flock of moogles flew or scurried around the room, offering glasses of champagne and various sweet treats. Regent Cid himself sat on a grand throne at the head of the room, nodding graciously at the guests who came to pay their respects.
The ball was already in full swing, and the party would go on for a long while yet.
[ooc: Don't worry if you didn't comment to Regent Cid's earlier post requesting tickets. Handwaving is just fine if you want to hop in. It's party style - go tag and mingle! Thread jumping and ninja tagging is encouraged.]
[ooc: Eiko has made a very loud announcement about a celebrity couple's engagement. Feel free to overhear, react or congratulate.]
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Date: 2010-03-19 11:23 pm (UTC)And she was just as impressed by the ballroom of Lindblum Grand Castle as she had been at the one in Alexandria. Rinoa had dragged a reluctant Squall along with her - after all, they'd gotten tickets for everyone before he'd vanished and reappeared from the past. That was strange. She'd felt so overjoyed to see Squall again, and then she'd discovered that he was still at a stage where it seemed like he could barely stand her.
Rinoa was dismayed, but not for long. She knew that Squall could love her. It had happened before; it could happen again. And she'd grown up enough to know that she shouldn't try to force things too quickly.
Besides, she had a lot of friends to meet and mingle with tonight. So Rinoa took a glass of champagne and smiled as she looked around for familiar faces.
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Date: 2010-03-20 12:58 am (UTC)Somewhere along the way, though...
Regardless, Squall was there. Wrangled into... something-- something for a ball, and in the end wasn't sure what to make of it all. Parties weren't his thing. Especially when he was in no mood to deal with anyone. Let alone find himself in a room full of people.
Needless to say, he was fairly adept at distracting himself; Mission Mode. Alert, aware, ready for... well... almost anything. At least in what felt like a completely unfamiliar place.
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Date: 2010-03-20 12:13 am (UTC)Needless to stay, Genesis was still not happy. He wanted to glare at Ondore. Look at the man's eyes and just GLARE but he could not. And curse Vossler for taking his staff! So what if he tried to beat the man with it when he was all but pulled from Sephiroth's room. Granted, he was assured nothing would happen to Sephiroth (and really, the bodyguard just didn't trust Genesis' presence in the house. He snorted at the thought, what was he going to do? Break things that he couldn't see?) and he would get his staff back once they were in the Castle and so there would be witnesses to his swinging were it to go near Ondore or Vossler (again). Genesis wanted to continue smacking the man with it. It was the only thing he could do at the time when he was all but dragged away.
Technically, Genesis could defeat Vossler and Ondore combined but he was loathe to actually hit the Marquis and Vossler could eventually get out of his way, leaving Genesis flailing for some kind of rooting as to where the two men were. So, it was safer to stop trying and let them drag him here.
'Where are you, Angeal? Should you not be here by now?', he thought idly.
"Come near me again with that hat, Ondore and I will not hesitate to hit you this time," Genesis frowned, ready to actually swing in the general direction of the Marquis. He still didn't understand why they insisted to bring him here. He didn't know the child and he would be damned if he let Vossler really let his line of reasoning be respected (again, what was a blind man going to do?). And they were in the Castle now, so that meant Vossler owed him his staff.
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Date: 2010-03-20 12:42 am (UTC)Knowing it was a tad cruel of him to drag a blind man to a party, Ondore had little say in this idea. Vossler was adamant about dragging Genesis along not because he was fond of the blind mercenary, but because he didn't trust Genesis to be left alone in his estate. With no one but the servants to watch the two mercenaries, Vossler feared for the worst.
"May the gods strike me dead for deciding to venture here with the two of you...” Halim murmured with a slight sigh. Unlike his sour faced companions, the Marquis knew how to ‘smile’ and that smile looked rather good with his modest black attire (http://i39.tinypic.com/29qo5r9.jpg). While the crimson vest offered him a hint of color, Ondore made sure to stay away from too many colors in fear of looking like a mummer.
“Vossler, you wear your scowl still?”
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Date: 2010-03-20 01:18 am (UTC)An inordinate amount of time had gone into getting ready for the ball, and the majority of that involved coaching, nagging, and reminding Vaan that they were guests and he was absolutely forbidden from stealing one blessed thing. Lectures that stood little weight, as almost immediately upon entering, she was separated from her pirating partner by the incoming crowds.
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Date: 2010-03-20 04:11 am (UTC)Still in the midst of moving from person to person, she paused,eyes catching on a strangely familiar face. She'd not seen that face in a very long time -- since the last gathering of this sort. Garnet had heard from Larsa that she'd gone, so to see her changed, somehow... was surprising, in the least.
"Excuse me..." a cautious question as the young queen approached, a hopeful smile in her voice. "Penelo?"
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Date: 2010-03-20 01:25 am (UTC)The blond hadn't informed any of her friends that she actually had an escort to the ball as she had a suspicion that a certain pair of girls would blow the whole thing out of proportion. Gabranth had offered to accompany her simply as a friend, and nothing more-- but she knew that Selphie and Rinoa would probably get the wrong idea, and so she kept the whole thing to herself. Quistis knew they would most likely pester her about the whole thing after (or even during) the ball, but at least she had cut off any possible suffering pre-celebration.
She had even taken the precaution to shop for her dress along during a quick excusion into the city, and successfully found a pretty silk chiffon dress (http://i787.photobucket.com/albums/yy154/gatekeeping/quistis/00360m-1.jpg) in a delicate shade of cherry blossom pink. After a brief couple of hours of preparation, her usual pin-straight blond bangs were done in two simple plaits (http://i787.photobucket.com/albums/yy154/gatekeeping/quistis/updo-s-for-curly-hair-05.jpg) along the crown of her head, the rest of her mane twisted into a simple chignon curling along the nape of her neck. She hadn't done much with her makeup -- her face was relatively untouched shaved for a thin lining of black kohl around her steely blue eyes, a couple sweeps of mascara to further accentuate her plush lashes, a light dusting of soft pink rouge along her cheekbones, and a slight sheen of gloss on her lips. She didn't want to appear to be too done up for the occasion, though admittedly she put in a bit more effort compared to the last ball.
Quistis shifted her weight between her legs as she stood, the slight motion causing for her weapon to press further into her skin. After the incident during the Queen's birthday celebration, Quistis didn't hesitate to take the same measure to ensure that Save the Queen would be accessible if anything were to happen. So after a careful taping to protect her skin from the barbs and blade of her whip, she had wrapped the weapon around her right thigh once again, knotted securely in place. Hopefully there would be no reason for her to draw her weapon to night-- it was a child's birthday party, after all, and the little girl deserved a celebration free of any sort of danger. Gaia had its tricks, though, and Quistis knew better than to let her guard down.
So Quistis stood outside, her eyes briefly glancing this way and that as she tried her best not to appear too eager to spot a certain tall gentleman-- she was already feeling a bit silly for arriving earlier than their scheduled meeting time. Her hands nervously smoothed over the front of her dress, ironing out the nonexistent wrinkles of the light fabric-- mid-sweep of her hands, she stopped, mentally chastising herself for being so jittery.
Hyne, she was acting like a teenage school girl.
At the thought, Quistis clasped her hands down once again, her chin lifting slightly as she straightened her posture, switching on her professional mode. She was an adult, there was no need for her to be so nervous about attending a ball with someone... or so she tried to convince herself, repeating the mantra in her head.
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Date: 2010-03-20 02:40 am (UTC)He felt highly out of his comfort zone in this get up, especially since he didn't have the luxury of his helm to hide his face, but this was no doubt going to be awkward for Quistis as well. She didn't seem the excessively girly type and would likely feel nervous like he did.
Managing to get through the hustle and bustle, blue eyes fell upon a vision in pink and Noah felt his stomach tighten and his pulse quicken just a little.
Damnit, he was acting like an adolescent!
Taking a slow breath to calm himself as he approached, Gabranth bowed slightly, the corner of his mouth twitching into a ghost of a smile. "You look astonishing, Quistis," he murmured, drawing out a flower he had concealed from Larsa and offering it to her. It was, thankfully, yellow which was the colour of friendship.
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Date: 2010-03-20 01:26 am (UTC)Fortunately, she had purchased tickets for herself and all her Troian friends far in advance. There was no reason for any of them not to enjoy the festivities, not even Kain. She hoped he would be true to his word and arrive at some point, but for now, her attention was elsewhere. There was a growing smile forming on her lips as she watched other guests move in time to the music, resplendent in their formal attire. She turned to Edge, about to say something when a high voice disrupted her chance.
"Here, kupo! Enjoy!" A moogle waiter approached them, offering glasses of champagne. Rydia shrugged and took one, taking a moment to scan the area for more familiar faces. If they were here already, they would be soon....
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Date: 2010-03-20 02:35 am (UTC)Like his companions, Edward chose to dress right for the occasion in the form of velvet crimson suit (http://www.gq.com/slideshows/mens/fashionshows/F2010MEN/GUCCIMEN/RUNWAY/00350m.jpg) that was tailored made for his slim stature. He combed his blond locks neatly over his ear but the long wispy bangs did drape over the right side of his face. Looking rather regal for once now that he was out of his bard-like attire, Edward helped himself to a glass of champagne once a moogle strolled by.
“What a jovial event!” He exclaimed with a small smile. “I may not know the young princess, but I am certainly glad I’ve came.” Taking a small sip, Edward set his sights upon Rydia’s gown. While he honestly wasn’t a fan of the summoner’s love for plunging necklines (she is like a little sister to him), the Damcyan Prince was certainly thrilled to see Rydia in such a breathtaking dress. She looked like an exotic princess in that endless sea of green. The hues of her gown were quite soothing unlike some of the brighter dresses the Gaian women seemed to favor.
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Date: 2010-03-20 01:32 am (UTC)She couldn't deny she looked like a princess in her white and gold dress (http://www.formalkids.com/cgi-bin/shop/pid_2208.htm), and little tiara and dainty silk gloves. The skirt belled out around her, and swished out delightfully when she spun around on her satin slippers.
Unable to resist a moment longer, she burst out her door and marched right down to the ballroom. She elbowed her way to the front of the line and issued a sharp tug on the announcer's coat sleeve. After he blinked in surprise at her early arrival, he capitulated to the child, and made the announcement:
"Lady Eiko Carol Fabool!"
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Date: 2010-03-20 01:43 am (UTC)"There's the birthday girl! You look wonderful, Eiko."
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Date: 2010-03-20 02:11 am (UTC)Her dress (http://www.blogcdn.com/www.aisledash.com/media/2007/12/cg1a.jpg) wasn't nearly as revealing as some, with a rich blue bodice and gold skirt, but she didn't mind that at all. She might have been fairly scandalous for her world by wearing trousers, but she was still fairly modest. At the moment, she was peering around, looking for anyone she knew and trying not to get crushed in the press.
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Date: 2010-03-20 02:38 am (UTC)A smile formed at her lips as she realized that her guess was right. Oh, good. It had been a while, too. "Hello again! That is a lovely dress. It suits you so well."
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Date: 2010-03-20 02:29 am (UTC)He stood casually, comfortable in formal affairs such as these, even if his distrust of nobility kept him from frequenting the nobility's engagement.
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Date: 2010-03-20 03:02 am (UTC)Her ensemble was a Gaian in style but a tad different from some of the more luxurious gowns worn here. It was a slimming white and red dress (http://www.fairyfashion.de/sw/1.JPG), one with long white lacy sleeves that adorned limbs with fancy patterns. The crimson corset she wore matched with the deep hued red bow nestled within her long lengthy brown curls. Her hair was styled as usual with two long curls draping over her ears and her bangs hang over her eyes. However, instead of sporting a braid or ponytail, Aerith wore her hair up for a change with that bow sitting upon the bun.
Searching for both her date for the evening and for her friends, Aerith wandered about aimlessly before spotting the young knight nearby. “Delita!” She cried with a happy grin as she rushed over towards him. “You came after all! You look so nice! Is that what all the knights wear for occasions like this?” She was speaking a mile a minute but hopefully poor Delita could understand her excitement. This was the first time she’s very attended such a grand party.
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Date: 2010-03-20 02:33 am (UTC)The last ballgown had been lovely, but Mjrn decided that something less restricting was in order for this time. With Penelo's aid, she choose a flowing dress of light blue (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y164/evilhippygoddess/00240m.jpg) with a slit up the skirt. It contrasted nicely with her dark skin and gave the impression of her being surrounded by a waterfall. Her short hair was free of any alteration or adornment, though she gave in to the desire for a little jewelry--thin silver bracelets adorned her wrists.
She moved to the side after the guards had given her permission, taking a moment to savor the view before her. The elegant ballroom wasn't quite the shock to her senses that had been her first experience, but it was still hardly something she saw every day. Thus, the the result was still a feast for the eyes, and the Viera was still for a long moment, absorbing it all. Only when a moogle approached her to offer champagne did she snap out of it and shake her head. Perhaps later, but at the moment, she realized the crowds had separated her from her friends and partner. The young Viera moved away from the moogle, peering around for them...and perhaps other familiar faces as well.
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Date: 2010-03-20 02:46 am (UTC)While at the dessert tray, he couldn't help but notice the other guests.
"I hope this tastes good," he said as he picked up one of the assorted offerings.
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Date: 2010-03-20 02:47 am (UTC)And he was! He'd let the Alexandrian castle maids have their dressing way with him, and now he was looking fairly smooth in, well...something as close to a monkey suit as he was willing to wear. His only concession had been that he was still wearing a poet's shirt.
He'd come with Garnet, but she was socializing and so he was out and about, wandering through the crowd, stopping to swipe food off the passing trays and even flirting a bit with the help. All in good fun, of course.
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Date: 2010-03-20 03:02 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-03-20 03:25 am (UTC)However, wallflower status was not destined to be hers. Despite her wish, she was unable to simply fade into the background. Just after shaking her head at a moogle offering more champagne, Rydia spotted her friend not too far away. She immediately brightened, moving past the waiter with as much speed as her gown would allow. "Yuna!"
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Date: 2010-03-20 03:39 am (UTC)She had a glass of wine in her left hand, and sipped from it every few moments as she watched the crowd. She had every intention of socializing, unlike her last appearance at such an event, but she hadn't quite worked up the nerve just yet.
Hopefully the wine would help. (http://i787.photobucket.com/albums/yy154/gatekeeping/dresses/siriano02.jpg) ()
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Date: 2010-03-20 04:17 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-03-21 02:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-20 04:15 am (UTC)The dress (http://i787.photobucket.com/albums/yy154/gatekeeping/dresses/saab6.jpg) they'd chosen for her was perfectly lovely, in soft shades of silvery grey. Yet it still felt far too dressy to Raine, who had not once in her life had occasion to wear such a gown. Her discomfort manifested in her fussing quietly with the neckline of the dress, which she was attempting to tug just a touch more closed. Obviously Laguna appreciated her cleavage, but she wasn't all that convinced that everyone else needed the view.
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Date: 2010-03-20 05:05 am (UTC)Upon moving away from her spot and glancing around idly, Mjrn perked up when she spotted a familiar face nearby. Was that...yes, it was. Well, it wouldn't hurt to say hello. Forcing down her shyness, Mjrn headed over. "Good evening, Raine."
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Date: 2010-03-20 05:03 am (UTC)"M-my pardon!" Edward laughed sheepishly. While he was sure that the gent wouldn't cause an argument over something so trivial, the Damcyan was ready to flee at a moment's notice.
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Date: 2010-03-20 04:34 am (UTC)It wasn't as if he planned to enjoy this or even to mingle. He would remain here long enough to show the others that he'd come, and then promptly take his leave. So once Kain arrived, he walked around the room, doing his best not to make eye contact with anyone. After what he thought as a decent lap around the room, he settled against a wall with his arms folded.
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Date: 2010-03-20 04:45 am (UTC)Cecil glanced back to where Rosa stood, spotting Rydia with a woman in purple and Edward elsewhere. He looked again to his friend, coming to stand next to him, facing the crowds.
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From:Bwahahahaha! He can't escape so quick!
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From:And lest he think he's off the hook somehow~
From:NO ESCAPE.
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From:There's never escape for Kain
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From:too bad Edward didn't get a chance to give him fashion tips, eh? XD
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Date: 2010-03-20 08:19 am (UTC)Thus, he was on golden behavior tonight. Though truth be told, Vaan already felt horridly awkward from the moment he stepped in. His idea of formal wear (http://www.costumeshoes.net/images/couplescostumesarabianaladdinbellydancercostumepartycruise.jpg) was apparently foreign to Gaia, having a constant brigade of odd glances come his way. He barely avoided being escorted out by a servant via some "shirt requirement" dress code. Vaan made a mental note that he did not prefer Gaia's climate.
Not one to stand idle, he figured it was best to slowly browse the room keeping an eye out for his dancer friend, of whom he was quickly separated with upon entry.
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Date: 2010-03-20 08:54 am (UTC)Refia was peeking around a rather portly native Gaian to try and get a better look at him, since she really couldn't believe what she was seeing. However, her own long skirt and sleeves (http://www.blogcdn.com/www.aisledash.com/media/2007/12/cg1a.jpg) (blue bodice and gold skirt) weren't meant for sneaking in the least.
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Date: 2010-03-20 10:11 am (UTC)In honesty, the Dalmascan had been reluctant to travel to Lindblum at first, though she hadn't said so. Vayne's assassination was still fresh in the minds of many, after all. Not only that, but the confusion over Figaro was still on-going. Of course the guards had assured her all would be well in hers and Rasler's absence (there was always the possibility the enthroned 'Edgar' would make an appearance that night himself).
Having been reassured by Rasler that she needed this; some time for simple, relaxed enjoyment, Ashe agreed and now, escorted by her husband, she entered the grand ballroom, dress (http://s787.photobucket.com/albums/yy154/gatekeeping/dresses/?action=view¤t=saab3-1.jpg) swirling around her feet, her uncut hair, which was quite long, now, draped about her shoulders. Glancing around she could see the Regent, whose people were kindly caring for Shain for the course of the evening, and many other familar faces.
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Date: 2010-03-20 04:10 pm (UTC)Taking care not to step on her red dress (http://www.americansuperstarmag.com/sites/default/files/images/sigourney-weaver0030710.preview.jpg), Celes made her way over.
"I'm beginning to think half of Gaia came to this," she murmured once she was near enough.
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Date: 2010-03-20 01:54 pm (UTC)A glance over to where the drinks were, had him grabbing a simply glass a taking a sip from it watching on. This time around he wasn't exactly going to cause a fuss over anything. This time he was here to have a good time, and celebrate a young girl's birthday. If only someone made this much of a fuss for his own birthday. Seriously.
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Date: 2010-03-20 04:03 pm (UTC)Rosa glanced around at the other guests, hoping that some of the people she'd spoken with before would be there as well.
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Date: 2010-03-21 12:05 am (UTC)"I see you are well, milady." Ondore said with a polite smile. "Is all well in Troia these days? I certainly hope so."
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Date: 2010-03-20 04:08 pm (UTC)So she stood on the edges, dressed in red (http://www.americansuperstarmag.com/sites/default/files/images/sigourney-weaver0030710.preview.jpg) for comfort and to attempt to blend in, sipping a drink and letting her eyes take in the other guests.
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Date: 2010-03-20 04:42 pm (UTC)Passing by the drinks, she managed to snag one just so her hands would have something to hold onto. She wasn't very fond of alcohol or even champagne. It just wasn't her thing. But she needed something to curl her fingers around to dispel her nervousness.
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Date: 2010-03-20 07:21 pm (UTC)Stood off to the side of the room, Blank sipped his champagne as he watched the people dance together and enjoy themselves.
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Date: 2010-03-20 07:42 pm (UTC)"I didn't think I would see you here."
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