Masquerade! Paper faces on parade~

[not_heavens_adam]

Who: Absolutely everyone
What: Masquerade~!
Where: The Golden Victory Club
When: Night of Saturday the 8th
Style: Whatever you want
Status: Open like the club's doors~



All day the Golden Victory club had been closed, the only people allowed in being the workers and helpers who were setting it up for the night's big event. Finally, at seven, the lights all turn on and the main doors open.

Leading up to the main doors is a red carpet walkway that will lead right into the main room. There, the usual club room is well illuminated with it's large bar at the back wall with plenty of drinks available for everyone. Along the walls, the club's chairs and some new loveseats are placed for anyone who would rather sit and socialize than stand or dance.

At the back, on either side of the large room, there are food tables with a wide selection, certain to please everyone. Along with these food tables are separate dessert tables. On their own table, there are three, large, cakes that anyone is welcome to dig into. (Although, they're just so pretty!)

In a few, strategic, locations there can be found baskets of masks just in case anyone needs one or wants to try and get one on a stubborn friend.

Lighthearted ball music and slow, peaceful songs lend to the atmosphere; loud enough to be heard and danced to, but soft enough that conversation is possible.

The hosts themselves, along with the staff of Temptationis Clementiae, are already there and in costume, as if welcoming their guests in for the festivities.

[OOC: Feel free to tag into the location threads or make your own~ It's a completely open post, just have fun!

Also, the perfectly adorable drawing was done by the wonderfully artistic Reiko~

Note: The overflow post for the ball can be found here]

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[diehardreaper]

[ So have one reaper who looks pretty good in a sharp dark pinstripe suit. He hadn't gone with a mask. Damn the fact he couldn't find one that allowed him to keep his glasses.

His eyes are on the crowd though. It's too early in the night for him to retire just yet. After all, it's a party and he's got every intention of staying. But there's a smile as he adjusts the orange tie that sticks out from his shirt and jacket and fixes the fedora back on his head. Seems he's found some good company for the evening: like a shark to its prey. ]



[ OOC: Feel free to assume he's headed in your direction. Females are a definite target as is Yukio for absolute different reasons. ]

[zelda_hylia]

[Zelda is fairly certain that glasses are not a mask, but she does recognize Ronald from his post about William. As such, she just smiles and waves when she sees him approaching, forgetting she'd only been texting.]

Did you have any luck with your friend?

[diehardreaper]

[ He tips his hat at her back, adjusting it to its previous angle and places a hand in his pocket as he approaches. Sadly, he doesn't really recognize her. Text is a hard thing to discern after all. ]

Evening!

[ There's a sigh though as he settles near her. ]

Guess you saw that then? 'Fraid not. I had to take him myself.

[zelda_hylia]

I don't believe I've seen him yet.

[He must be sticking to the walls, then. Poor man, being friends with someone with as much zeal for parties as Zelos is suffering. Zelda holds her hand out for a shake.]

Regardless, it is good to meet you in person, Ronald.

[diehardreaper]

He's on his own. Usually is, I'm afraid.

[ Whoops. She knows his name. There's a small ruffle of his own hair. ]

Hope you don't mind my saying but... I'm sure I'd remember a sweet bird like yourself if we met. Unless...

[ A possibility... ]

Zelda?

[zelda_hylia]

[His use of the word "bird" seems perfectly natural to her at the moment, considering her mask. She just smiles and nods, then pauses.]

Oh! That's right, I was using the text function, wasn't I? My apologies.

[She wasn't entirely with it that day... but she's better now!]

I apologize for him.

[diehardreaper]

S'alright, no harm done! Good to meet you face to face too. If you don't mind my saying, you're quite a dish.

[ A small smile back to her. ]

And how's this ball treating you this evening?

She won't even get it.

[zelda_hylia]

A dish?

[What does he mean, exactly? Before she has too much time to push the question, he's already asked her another.]

Quite well, actually. This sort of function reminds me of home - though thankfully none of the masks seem to be coming to life, here.

[Hyrule has quite a few legends about masks... and the creepiest mask salesman in existence, too.]

Oh thank goodness.

[diehardreaper]

Easy on the eyes, I mean.

[ Though have a look for that second bit. One that's actually got a brow perked. ]

...Coming to life? Haven't heard anything like that happening. Wager it's something from your world then?

[zelda_hylia]

Yes, that's right. It's said that if a soul dies filled with regrets, they may leave behind a mask and attempt to possess someone using it to fulfill what they could not do in life. We have more traditional ghosts as well, of course... but I always found the masks to be more frightening. All it would take is one moment of curiosity putting a mask on, and you'd be a slave to a restless spirit.

[Not that she sounds like she thinks it's frightening right now. If anything...]

I have seen a couple masks from my world here. I would avoid them if I were you.

[Yup, she might be trying to creep him out a bit.]

[diehardreaper]

Blimey, that's more trouble than its worth. Can't even imagine what sort of a mess that causes for your blokes down at Dispatch.

[ Small wince. If that happened in his work, that would be indefinite overtime without pay.

And a pause though. ]

Yeah, I'd... steer clear of those. Don't think we've got authorization to meddle with souls from another world.

[ That and work when he just got his vacation? No way. ]

[zelda_hylia]

I do not think my world has any sort of "dispatch". As far as I've come to understand it, paranormal occurrences are far more common where I'm from than many of the worlds connected to Vatheon, and none of it is hidden from mortal eyes.

[It's kind of difficult to hide it when zombie dogs go rampaging across Hyrule Field every night.]

[diehardreaper]

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[heartandsoul]

Hm?

[No, that's certainly not a person she recognizes; she won't look or move away, though, that would be rude. Besides, her dress keeps her from moving very suddenly. There's a slight ping at her senses, though. Something dark, yet positive. Familiar, but not human, though on the surface it'd have the appearance of such.]

...Good evening, sir. [Calling him "Mr. Reaper" offhand would be dumb.]

[diehardreaper]

[ Have a small tip of his hat back. There's nothing too predatory about his look though, just the same from a guy who wanted to make the most of a good evening. ]

Evening. Couldn't help but notice you standing here all alone is all. Isn't right for a fit bird to be spending an evening in the shadows if you ask me.

[heartandsoul]

[...Well, this guy is pretty darn English. At least it sounds like he's from a version of Earth.

.......bird, though.]

It's all right. I'm not really here alone, my friends are just busy.

[diehardreaper]

[ Ah, old fashioned slang. Always becomes hard to understand after several centuries. ]

Mind a little company then until they get back? It'd be rude of me to just let you be.

[heartandsoul]

...Ummm...they're not going to...get back. They don't even know I'm here and the one I came with ditched me.

[Going to leave out that Asakura ditched her so she could socialize properly, yep.]

[diehardreaper]

[ Raised brow from that. ]

Taking you out and leaving you on your own? That's just asking for trouble, that's what it is.

Here. It'd be a bleeding shame to let you be so... consider me your company for an hour or two. Night's young. Plenty of time.

[ And the smallest smile as he fixes his hat back on his head. ]

I'm Ronald by the way. You are...?

[heartandsoul]

Maka.

[A beat.]

I've never heard of reapers named Ronald before.

[diehardreaper]

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