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]

Comments

[fightforastar]

[Tifa looks at her curiously.]

"That man"?

[sorcery_fledgling]

[Oh, right. As much as she dislikes it, she should clarify.]

My father.

[fightforastar]

Oh. I take it you don't get along too well.

[Not that she always got along with her own father, but...]

That's too bad.

[sorcery_fledgling]

We haven't in a long time. That's just how it's going to be for awhile.

[It is, especially since her mother is gone.]

[fightforastar]

I know I don't know anything about him, but... if you have a chance to change that, you should take it.

[sorcery_fledgling]

I... probably should. It's just, there's a lot in between us right now and we can't see eye to eye on it. Maybe in the future, if things change a lot, we could reconcile but... [She sighs.] Right now it's still too close. I ran away only a year ago.

[fightforastar]

I see.

Sometimes you do just need a little time.

[sorcery_fledgling]

Yeah, I guess.

[A pause.]

What about your dad? Do you get along with him?

[fightforastar]

...

He could be overprotective and we didn't always agree, but... at the end of the day that didn't matter.

[sorcery_fledgling]

[Past tense. That... can't be good.]

Is he gone?

[fightforastar]

It's been about five years now.

["About." Like she doesn't remember the exact date. She forces a small smile, not wanting Rinoa to feel too bad for asking.]

We had plenty of good memories before that.

[sorcery_fledgling]

[No wonder she insisted she reconcile with her own father. And it does put some things in perspective for Rinoa.]

At least you have those, even if it's just small consolation.

So~ [A subject change is desperately needed.] Think you're gonna get out there at some point and dance?

[fightforastar]

[Yes, subject change, good idea.]

What, me? I don't know how.

[sorcery_fledgling]

It's really not hard! I mean, dances like waltzes and whatnot take some learning, but what they're mostly doing out there is basic. Besides, the guy usually leads, so you just follow!

[fightforastar]

Maybe, but I'm not sure it's fair for a stranger to have to put up with me figuring things out.

[sorcery_fledgling]

Well then. [Rinoa takes a step out, and reaches out her hand towards Tifa.] I'll teach you then.

[fightforastar]

...well, I'm stuck now, aren't I?

All right.

[Tifa steps up and takes her hand.]

[sorcery_fledgling]

Pretty much. [She says that so casually...

She leads them to the edge of the dance floor. There'll be more room, and she doesn't want to plop them in the middle of everything. It could be a bit overwhelming.]

Right, I'll lead, so... [Tifa's hand goes on Rinoa's shoulder, and Rinoa's other hand goes on her waist. Once they're both set up, she waits a moment for a new song to begin. Once it picks up, she begins to dance.]

It's following the beat. One, two, three... Just watch my feet and I'll keep count. One, two, three...

[fightforastar]

[Tifa can't help a quiet laugh as she looks down as instructed.]

You know I can barely see your feet under that skirt, right?

[sorcery_fledgling]

...Darn it, I'm used to wearing shorter dresses.

[She has to abandon the hand on Tifa's waist and use it to lift up her dress a bit so her feet are more visible. It'll make for a bit of an awkward position, but it's only until Tifa gets the hang of the beat.]

[fightforastar]

We must make quite a pair.

[Tifa watches Rinoa's feet, picking up on the basic step. At least she's a quick study.]

[sorcery_fledgling]

Don't worry, we're not the oddest ones out here.

[Rinoa tries to project her moves as clearly as she can. But it is very simple, and Tifa does seem to pick up on it quickly. She'll hold up her dress for a bit longer, though. It's nice to not have to worry about stepping on it, anyway.

[fightforastar]

[Tifa lifts her gaze to glance at those dancing nearby, finds that she doesn't need to be watching their feet anymore, and smiles.]

I guess not.

You know, this is pretty easy.

[sorcery_fledgling]

See? Told ya.

[Dress is dropped and hand is back on waist.]

It's not so bad. Now you don't have to worry about putting a partner through the awkward learning curve.

[fightforastar]

Just as long as he doesn't do anything too fancy.