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~]

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[banchou]

I was there once.

[ he still remembers that trip fondly... more or less. ]

Is that so... [ his voice dips a point, noticing her apparent resentment.

before nodding. ] Someone important must have left, huh? [ doesn't take a genius to figure that one out. ]

[tsundyne]

[A serious, but more neutral expression appears on her face at that observation, and she's left staring at him. It's not exactly like she was trying to hide it, though. Not particularly.

It's more that she just wasn't going to talk about it unless she had to.]

... It wasn't the first time. And it probably won't be the last.

[She's over it, anyway. Look how over it she is.]

[banchou]

Sorry.

[ yep, definitely very over it. whoever it was, he or she must have been really important...

so dwelling on the subject probably won't help matters much. oh, how convenient! they're finally at the front of the line. ]

Ah. [ and it's punch. staple of all dances. ] It's my loss.

[tsundyne]

[...The conversation had done its job well. Yukari had almost forgotten, with the dark turn it had taken, but... when she remembers, she remembers how thirsty she'd been as well.]

Too bad.

[A teasing, light-hearted tone returns to her voice; and not a moment later, she'll be handing him a cup of the punch, which she filled herself.

As if to say "no hard feelings."]

[banchou]

[ he accepts it gratefully, the pain of his loss already long forgotten.

even if it had just been moments ago. ]

Thanks.

[ and with a quick sip... ] Ah... at least it's good punch. [ it would suck to lose a bet on account of nasty punch. ]

[tsundyne]

[Following his example, she takes a sip after him. Although in her case, a sip quickly turns into a gulp, and another, and another . . .

There's no immediate verbal agreement, though her actions certainly speak for themselves.]

It is.

[Exhaling, nearly half of her cup is gone. But she looks very satisfied.]

Jeez. I didn't even realize how dry my throat was.

[banchou]

Dancing takes a lot out of you.

[ it seemed simple enough just watching, but actually doing it is another matter entirely.

he goes back to drinking his punch for a while, until his cup is drained too. ]

[tsundyne]

[She nods. And in another breath, she'll annihilate the other half of the punch that's left, before tossing the disposable cup into a nearby trashcan, set up for the very purpose.

Finally, she lets out a content sigh, as she glances over to him.]

Did you really want to?

[Dance with her--]

[banchou]

[ well, it was more like that idea had just occurred to him at the time...

but right now he knows he can't really say that. ]

Of course.

[tsundyne]

[. . . There's a long pause, as if she's deliberating something-- making a super important decision, clearly.

And then she averts her gaze some.]

Y'know, I was never really a big fan of gambling, anyway.

[Suggesting they could just forget about their bet . . .]

[banchou]

You aren't?

[ a blink. it takes him a second to understand what she means...

but once he does, his face slips into a smile. well then... he'll offer her a hand. ]

Me neither.

[tsundyne]

[Yukari stares at his hand for a moment, playing dumb-- but of course, she takes it in the end. She'd been the one to insinuate that they dance in the first place, after all.

. . . So she also looks pleased.]

I guess this means you don't have to walk me home, either.

[banchou]

Oh, I don't?

[ he's already leading her towards the dance floor as he replies though, the next song just getting started. ]

But it could be dangerous walking around alone at night.

[ even if this place is pretty ridiculously safe... ]

[tsundyne]

[She follows easily; not really paying attention to the song starting up at the moment, but she can move along with the beat easily enough. Her shoulders lift slightly into a shrug at his provocation.]

Well, it could . . . [She seems pretty unconcerned.] But that's not really why I wanted you to come anyway.

[. . . wait--]

Not that you should get the wrong idea or anything, but-- I can take care of myself.

[Because a boy visiting her late at night and all, and . . .

Yeah, she's just going to shut up now.]

[banchou]

[ he'd more or less been joking about the danger anyway, so he just smiles and nods at her answer. ]

I'll still walk you home, if you want.

[ making the bet kind of pointless...

granted, the bet was always kind of pointless. still, he looks at her a bit curiously as they start to dance. ]

But why did you want me to?

[tsundyne]

I . . . guess it's just been a while.

[In truth, she doesn't really know why. It was something she came up with on the spot, and it seemed like the best option at the time.

She shrugs, laughing a bit, even as they dance.]

But I'll leave it up to you.

[banchou]

Hm...

[ even if he doesn't fully understand her reason...

he still feels compelled to do it anyway. why not? she's been a big help to him ever since he got here. ]

Then I'll make sure you get home safely tonight.

[tsundyne]

. . . Thanks.

[Yukari maintains eye contact with him, of course, and watches him. He had a thoughtful expression on his face for a moment there, and it makes her wonder whether he thinks of this as an obligation.

But she hopes not.]

Let's meet outside after this is over.

[They're bound to get separated eventually.]

[banchou]

[ even if he feels he owes her a little, he truly does want to do it.

making it less of an obligation and more just returning a favor. ]

I'll be waiting near the entrance then.

[ setting a plan for later is a good idea, though he has no intention of slipping away from her just yet.

they still have dancing to do, after all. ]