Overflow for Masq. Ball

[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 just make an initial comment with a link to the thread you're continuing here and then thread on your merry way~]

Comments

Closed - Tidus

[aim_exorable]

[ooc: From here]

Of course I did. It wasn't any trouble at all. [His face might be hidden, but there's a certain hint of satisfaction as he bows his head slightly.]

I've already released it into the waters surrounding Vatheon. Whenever you like, I can show it to you.

[blitz_acing]

Thank you, Darkleer! I can't wait to see it! [he beams, and almost looks as if he's ready to go running to the waters right now, but he thinks first.] When's a convenient time for you?

[aim_exorable]

Does tomorrow afternoon sound agreeable?

[That should be enough time to get the kids to clean up...]

[blitz_acing]

Sure, tomorrow's great. This really means a lot to me, so whenever you need anything...

[aim_exorable]

I simply like building. It was a pleasure all its own. Still, if it means that much to you, I will keep your offer in mind.

[blitz_acing]

[He nods, shoving more food in--and on--his face.]

Dolphins never came very close to Zanarkand. Sometimes you'd see them, but they were kind of rare.

[aim_exorable]

I hope my copies are good enough, then. Mechanical things have their benefits, but they do not always show themselves better than the original.

[blitz_acing]

I'm sure it will be more than good enough. How cool is it to say I've swam with a mechanical dolphin? We didn't have any of those in Zanarkand.

[aim_exorable]

I do not believe many could say the same here, so it all works out in the end.

Ah, and there is a bit of something to the corner of your mouth. [He just couldn't ignore it any longer.]

[blitz_acing]

There is? [He reaches up to wipe it away, ruining his sleeve in the process.] Got it.

[aim_exorable]

...So you did.

[Kids...]

Should I leave you to the food, then? You seemed to be enjoying yourself.

[blitz_acing]

No. I mean, you don't have to. If you would rather, that's fine.

[aim_exorable]

I can stay, if you'd like.

[A friendly shrug, or at least as friendly as Darkleer can manage.]

How have you been doing since the last we spoke?

[blitz_acing]

Sure. Better than before. [He shrugs.] How have you been?

[aim_exorable]

...Decently.

[Is that the word? Darkleer decides it is.]

I have been encouraged to make more acquaintances. To be specific, to find some sort of romantic partner.

[blitz_acing]

[His eyes widen slightly, a little surprised, before he settles on being amused.]

Do you have a type?

[aim_exorable]

[Giving a frustrated sigh, Darkleer shrugs his shoulders and tugs a bit on some of his hair.]

I am not entirely certain. It is not a relationship that I have had much interest in filling prior to arriving in Vatheon. I apparently had two prospective moirails at one point, but... [A shake of his head.] It is complicated, and needless to say did not officially result in anything.

[blitz_acing]

But you're here in Vatheon now, so...do you think you'd be interested since it's a different place?

What do you mean, officially?

[aim_exorable]

I don't think so. I believe it is simply different circumstances which I would not have had a chance to experience back on my homeworld.

[Exiled before he realized how much he needed one.]

We.. did many things which seemed to fit the stereotypical image of a pale couple. I had more than one individual encourage me for one or the other, or even both. Yet we never actually... said we were moirails, any of us.

[A sigh as he remembers one night during the party on the surface, with the boat.]