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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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[. . . Well, it's not, but in that case, it'd be easier to avoid the topic completely. Which is what Yukari'd been doing, kind of.

She sees Lloyd wince though, and it reminds her of her own lack of judgement lately, regarding the recent curse; but she shakes it off, trying not to veer the topic onto herself for once.]

Well, I guess that depends on what ya did.

[Lloyd just has a hard time keeping his thoughts to himself, especially when the conversation starts dancing around the subject. This one time, though, he realizes it probably wouldn't be a good idea to tell Yukari all the details.]

It's... complicated. I don't know how to deal with girls.

[Now if only he had as good a filter to keep him from saying things like that.]

[Yukari stares-- for a moment not knowing how to respond to something like that. It sounds so accusatory, almost as girls were this awful thing to be dealt with. She feels defensive already, and it may even come off as such in her tone, but she tries her best not to take it that way.]

And why's that? Did you piss somebody off?

[Only explanation she can think of at the moment.

At least-- the only one she's willing to consider.]

[Trust Lloyd to completely miss the fact that he might have offended Yukari.]

I... I'm not sure. Like I said, I've been kind of avoiding them. But it's not just that I might have made them mad. Girls are confusing. How do I know what they want?

[That's okay. Yukari has no problems speaking her mind, really, and it may become obvious over time. Especially since she gets a bit huffy with her next statement.]

It's not like we're a different species. [Jeez--!] How do you know what other guys want?

Um, well...

[That... actually stumps him for a moment. He blinks at her, nonplussed. How does he know what guys want?]

I guess I just don't worry about it as much.

['Well maybe you should start.'

. . . is what she wants to say, though she realizes that would be kind of unhelpful, and not really related to the issue at hand. So she kind of thinks about it for a while longer, before responding.]

So then . . . what? Do you plan to avoid the girls forever?

N-no!

[Too bad Lloyd isn't putting as much thought into this as Yukari is. Or, well, just not the right kind of thought. He is trying, at least!]

Should I just stop worrying so much?

[She can definitely tell he's trying, which is more than she can say for most boys, she supposes. But still, the question definitely tells her he's got a lot to learn.]

No, you're right to worry. You're right to care about what they think.

[What girls think. Especially if they're his friends. Before he gets even more confused, though, she goes on:]

. . . But don't take it so far that you aren't even acting like yourself around them.

[Not... acting like himself. What she phrases it like that, it suddenly seems to much easier to understand, easier to really get.]

Oh. That's why you wanted me to relax. I wasn't acting like myself.

[And of course she wanted him to act like himself. That was who she was friends with.]

So if I'm me and you're you, then we'll be okay?

[Well, without knowing the situation that's bothering him, she can't really say for sure one way or another. But something seems to click, and she can't ignore that.]

Exactly!

[. . . Just in time for the song to end, too. As a natural gesture, she breaks apart from him as she notices everyone else do the same.

Oh look, they've been dancing the whole time with barely any trouble--]

Well, it might take some time, but . . . you should still talk to them. Ignoring it is only gonna make it worse.

Yeah... I guess I should.

[The music ends, and Lloyd lets go, stepping back a little bit.]

Thanks for dancing with me, Yukari. And talking.

[Talking, huh . . . ? She did end up doing a lot of that. She's not really one to give advice all that often, so it's almost surprising, but . . . in a good way, probably.]

No problem. I guess we didn't really recognize anyone after all.

[She chuckles a bit lightly as she glances around.]

. . . But it was fun.

It was. Maybe... Maybe we could do it again sometime.

[He's trying not to be awkward, trying to keep what she said in mind, but still, this is something new for him, dancing with a girl.]

Good luck finding your friends.

[. . . Again. Huh.

Well, she hadn't really expected that little offer. She's a bit indecisive about saying yes or no to that, but it's obvious she doesn't feel too strongly against it, at least.]

Thanks. You, too.

[...]

I'll catch up with ya later.

[Maybe it's just as well that she doesn't want to commit to anything. It means there's no pressure to make it happen, or guilt if it doesn't come up.]

You're welcome.

Bye, Yukari!

[He smiles, then turns to head back to find something to drink. Dancing made him thirsty!]

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