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vatheon2012-09-14 03:03 pm
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Overflow for Masq. Ball
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~]
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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*Selphie smiles, looking round at everybody dressed up so nicely*
You had any dances yet?
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[...Which is a response to how busy it is, and whether she's had a dance, really.]
A lot, actually. I think everyone's dancing...
How about you?
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*Selphie smiles brightly at her friend, pleased that she's been busy, and popular - she wouldn't expect anything else, really*
Hmm...just one. My friend Squall, from back home.
*She scooped some cake into her mouth - one dance from someone she already knew didn't make her evening especially successful*
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She hadn't known that. Or more likely, she'd forgotten it. Squall's not much of a talker; she's a little surprised, and amused.]
Wow. He doesn't seem like the dancing type to me... is he any good?
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He never used to. We had a bunch of dances at school, but well...he's just Squall. There was a certain lady helped him get out of his funk, and she taught him to dance super well!
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Not that she knows her super well, either.]
Was it Rinoa?
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Uh huh! So you know her too?
It's obvious they're in love, right?
*Ah, Selphie, so excitable where romance is concerned*
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I dunno. But she was awfully excited about throwing a birthday party for him.
[Selphie can be excited enough for all of them, though.]
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Oh my... this cake is so amazing!~~
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There aren't even any words at first. Just a highly contented "Mmm" sound.]
It's about as delicious as it looks! [Chocolate is her weakness forever--] I wonder if we could take some home . . .
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Hmm... I guess there's enough...
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Her gaze follows Selphie's, as she takes another idle bite. There does seem to be a lot of it, doesn't there? But she shouldn't be greedy.]
Well, I don't worry about it for now.
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*She certainly seems to be having more success with the food than the dancing, anyway*
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[. . . Well, sure. She isn't going to deny a perfectly good excuse if Selphie's going to just hand it to her. So she happily accepts, and it doesn't take her long to finish her cake after that.]
And speaking of that-- were you planning on going back out?
[Onto the dance floor. Squall's not the only one who would love a dance with her, after all!]
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Oh... I don't think so... Are you?
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Mm, I'm not really sure. I . . . think it got a little too crowded for me.
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But why? I thought you had fun dancing...
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[Shh, it's totally logical.]
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*Selphie looks at her friend, then out at the dance floor. To be fair, it wasn't like it was a rave or anything with everyone squished together*
Not wanna go dance again with one of your guys?
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Don't be ridiculous. I don't have any "guys."
[Pffft girl, please.]
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Really? You don't wanna go dance another dance with someone you were with before...?
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[She sees that teasing look out of the corner of her eye. Which is why she's having increasingly more trouble maintaining eye contact with her.
Heh. The only "guy" Selphie could really get her flustered about is gone, anyway. She wonders if she even remembers him . . .]
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Okay... I guess they do.
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Hehe . . . well, that smile looks nice on her tonight, she has to admit. So despite how flushed Yukari felt just a moment ago, she can't help but smile, too.
By now, they've both finished their cake slices, too. So at least that'd give her another topic to segue into.]
Want me to toss that out?
[Yukari gestures to the empty paper plate in front of Selphie, which is not unlike her own that's in front of her . . .]
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Thanks!
*She glances out over the dancefloor, wondering briefly if she could give it another try. But instead she brushes some crumbs from her dress and begins to stand up*
I hope they do another ball soon...I kinda like this dress.
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