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genessia2017-12-22 02:12 pm
heroes_never_die) wrote in genessia2017-12-22 02:12 pm
Entry tags:
- anastasia leonheart,
- winter schnee,
- ★ angela ziegler,
- ★ ayame sasaki,
- ★ belle,
- ★ cloud strife,
- ★ enis edrin,
- ★ fai d. flourite,
- ★ futaba sakura,
- ★ gale reinhardt,
- ★ jack harkness,
- ★ jacques schnee,
- ★ james t. kirk,
- ★ konoka konoe,
- ★ lydia,
- ★ mael radec,
- ★ seth rim,
- ★ tatlyn,
- ★ winry rockbell,
- ★ yang xiao long
VII⋆ Ɛмσтισηαℓ Hєαℓιηg┊✚┊Log;
Who: Everyone!
What: Christmas Ball
Where: Mercy found a decent sized ballroom to hold it in Genessia.
When: 8pm onwards on December 22nd
The night was finally here. Angela spent a lot of time trying to find a decently sized ballroom that would fit those interested in coming, yet allow them to just sit down and hang out if they wanted. Dates are encouraged, but not required, so anyone interested in coming have the opportunity to come by themselves if they wanted to.
There's a variety of food choices to choose from. She had thought about trying to make food for it, but in the end she figured it would be easier to ask someone to cater to for it, so there will be a few choices for dinner for those interested. Each guest has one free plate and has the option to choose between a filet mignon, grilled chicken breast, or lobster. As far as sides, you can either choose between a salad, baked potato, or soup. For those interested in drinking, Gale has generously offered some alcohol for the event, but only those who are 18 and older may drink. Otherwise there are other drinks available such as juice, punch, water, milk, sodas, or coffee. There is also hot chocolate available along with apple cider and eggnog to go along with the the holidays. And of course you can't forget the sweets, and thankfully Fai has offered to supply plenty of that.
Overall, Angela -- along with Sertoria and those interested in helping out -- can be seen here and there as she tries to make sure everything is running smoothly. Feel free to stop her at any time or come poke her when she's not running around with like a crazy woman. She'd love to talk to everyone.
[Feel free to make your own threads!]
What: Christmas Ball
Where: Mercy found a decent sized ballroom to hold it in Genessia.
When: 8pm onwards on December 22nd
The night was finally here. Angela spent a lot of time trying to find a decently sized ballroom that would fit those interested in coming, yet allow them to just sit down and hang out if they wanted. Dates are encouraged, but not required, so anyone interested in coming have the opportunity to come by themselves if they wanted to.
There's a variety of food choices to choose from. She had thought about trying to make food for it, but in the end she figured it would be easier to ask someone to cater to for it, so there will be a few choices for dinner for those interested. Each guest has one free plate and has the option to choose between a filet mignon, grilled chicken breast, or lobster. As far as sides, you can either choose between a salad, baked potato, or soup. For those interested in drinking, Gale has generously offered some alcohol for the event, but only those who are 18 and older may drink. Otherwise there are other drinks available such as juice, punch, water, milk, sodas, or coffee. There is also hot chocolate available along with apple cider and eggnog to go along with the the holidays. And of course you can't forget the sweets, and thankfully Fai has offered to supply plenty of that.
Overall, Angela -- along with Sertoria and those interested in helping out -- can be seen here and there as she tries to make sure everything is running smoothly. Feel free to stop her at any time or come poke her when she's not running around with like a crazy woman. She'd love to talk to everyone.
[Feel free to make your own threads!]
Mingling;
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[He kind of misses being a captain.]
[Nonetheless, there's no sorrow, melancholy, or worry here. His smile and stance are relaxed, approachable. He'll settle down to eat soon enough, but for now, he'd rather make the rounds, get to know people he hasn't met, and exchange pleasantries with the people he has.]
[Maybe if he's lucky he'll even get to talk business with other people involved in the GSRF or guardianship of the cities. And if conversation with one of his female friends turns into a dance? Apparently they'll move to the appropriate thread so he can showcase his very rudimentary skills at the most basic waltz or two-step.]
Talking? (Hope you don't mind me entering?)
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How's your evening so far?
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Dancing;
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Even if it means keeping to the edge of the dance floor proper and really just wanting to get out there for whatever reason. Not that most balls tend to have music she normally deals with, but after living as long as she has you learn a thing or two, after all.]
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Dancing - Seth - Open
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Belle [EVERYONE DANCE WITH HER!]
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Food/Drinks;
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[the night's starting to wind down. he'd lost his appetite earlier in the night before arriving here. having hung out a lot longer than he anticipated he would however, he inevitably did have something to eat. even if it was a mini plate of mostly snacks.
thinking it's about time to call it a night, part of him still feeling like he was ill-prepared for the ball, Cloud decides to have one drink- something to take the edge off before he retires. he was able to finally find a lone table for him to nurse the rest of his drink, hand in his chin as his gaze seems lazy yet content.
he wouldn't admit it aloud easily, but... this wasn't bad. next time if he actually agreed to going to something like this, he'd have to invest in something more formal.]
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OPEN
Before he's unbuttoned xD
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Gift Exchanges;
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But she's cooing softly, immediately going off by herself the moment she's sure she's been seen to go investigate what other sort of people are around and whether they'll prove some interest to her.]
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Hello there. You look lovely tonight.
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Music, Mingling & Cookies
She was wearing a Santa dress, complete with a fluffy white-trimmed shawl. The skirt of the outfit was double layered, a solid red first layer and the second was a white veil with sparkles to depict a snow flurry.
Tatlyn didn't do much else is decorating herself. No ribbons and nothing on her wolf ears or tail. All she did was stand at the quietest spot she can find, playing a soothing rendition of "Silent Night" on her tin whistle. On a table behind her was a basket of cookies with a note attached, which reads;
"Warning: Cookies are laced with generous amounts of holiday cheer.
Or maybe it's rat poison.
You won't know until you try."
What a delightful little monster she can be. But there is a 99% chance it is safe to eat.]
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He smiles through the song, and then waves. ]
Hello there.
Hope you're not trying to get me lost.
[ Winks. It's a dumb joke, but. ]
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She was so out of her element right now it was ridiculous. She wasn't used to wearing dresses. She tended to be more of a tomboy than anything. And she's never participated in something like this before. Honestly? She was really just... starting to feel more and more awkward. She curled up in the corner table, trying to stay as aloof as possible.]
Where is he...?
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Whoops! [he was wearing a regular suit and had a red tie on as well. it kind of reminded him of his skull outfit, and he was really digging that thought.]
'Sup Futaba. And where is who?
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[*record scratch*]
[Your eyes do not deceive you, nor was the eggnog laced with hallucinogens. Some might be shocked to see that her companion is a certain Vulcan, as neither of them are particularly well known for high levels of affection. And yet, that aspect alone is likely what causes others to take one look and nod to themselves, thinking, 'That makes sense.']
[Either way, it is what it is. She's not holding his hand, nor is her arm linked with his. For all intents and purposes, they probably appear cold and standoffish. But it's quite the opposite. Winter is well aware now that Vulcans are extremely sensitive to touch; so, she's not touching him. She lifts her head to murmur something to him before breaking away to seek out the (very) few others she both knows and likes.]
[Winter looks resplendent in a simple gown of midnight blue, the sheer outer layer intricately beaded. Her snowy hair is arranged into small, ascending braids on both sides of her head, joined together into a complex plait that's looped and pinned, studded with tiny red flowers that carry no fragrance. She wears no perfume, and no jewelry save for a wood ring on her right hand. She looks gorgeous.]
[But she's also Winter Schnee, so beauty can only impress so much.]
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Well, if this wasn't the perfect opportunity to try to pretend that he had changed and was now and forever more going to be father of the year, nothing was. He downs the last of his champagne before making his way over to her once she's separated from Spock.]
Winter, so lovely to see you! [He grasps her shoulders lightly and gives her a kiss on the cheek.] You look beautiful, my dear. Was that the young man you were telling me about? Very handsome.
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/strolls in 2 weeks late with starbucks
/slaps the coffee cups across the room I SAID I WANTED TEEEEAAAAAAAAA
/YOULL TAKE IT AND YOULL LIKE IT
HOW HAS IT BEEN A MONTH WHAT HAPPENED
A mighty entrance
[and have a one(1) massive zora come walking (well ducking rather) into the ballroom. it was magnificent to him, it was so dazzling! and he was smiling so brightly. since coming here he has had nothing but positive experiences, and even more positive people. everyone has been so kind to him, he thinks so at least, and he wishes to have even more wonderful adventures.
though, sidon realized, he should have perhaps changed his wardrobe up a bit. put on a new sash, maybe? change it up a bit? ah, next time he will, certainly! right now he was just admiring all the people. actually, he may be admiring them a little too much since he's blocking the entrance to the ball. tell him to move his massiveness?! or just awkwardly stand behind him...??]
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Well, aren't you the enthusiastic one?
[She greets him, wearing a simple ball dress. Like always, she keeps it easy to move around in, and her sword is hidden underneath in case trouble strikes.]
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Re: A mighty entrance
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Greetings.
[ Ayame proceeds to conjure up a drink in her hand, teleporting one of the champagne glasses circling around on the ballroom like it was magic. Usually more subtle or even secretive about her abilities, Ayame feels comfortable in her own skin tonight that she feels like showing off, even a little. Having a myriad of gifts for her friends for Christmas, and still have enough left over, Ayame also still feels pretty generous tonight. Maybe it's the holidays that's making feel this way, but she might leave someone new she meets a gift before the night is ended! ]
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Good evening. How do you do?
[She is happy to see a great friend while out and about like this, and Ayame's display of what appears to be some form of magic was quite a little show as well! But then she realised something...
How is she going to explain being out at this hour? Hopefully Ayame won't ask.]
It's, um... It's been awhile since there was a ball, hasn't it?
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pretending to bein SOLDIER. it also helped that he found another long black sleeve to attach to his left arm yet again. some old habits died hard, even though there was nothing left to hide anymore. granted he still wasn't fond of either lying about what that pink ribbon around his arm meant, or dancing around the subject.the sleeve helped, like some form of a blanket that he might not have actually needed. work wrapped up early for him tonight, and while by this point he'd be settled down in the library, back in his room or out training, something inside of him...clicked. and right now, under a blissful evening sky where softly setting snow crunched under his feet, Cloud had decided on none of those things. instead, he just...walked. it's been almost a month since he woke up here.
he walked and he started thinking- about things that he's surprised he hadn't let consume him earlier. maybe it was because the night was strangely quiet this time, that there was no one who spoke to him or asked him to be anywhere this time... every night when Cloud went to sleep, he willed himself to think about the next day, to think about what he'd find next in the library, or where he'd go next when Orihime or Shinjiro gave him his next clients to deliver baked goods to. and that's when it hit him, perhaps a little heavier than even he would have liked as he felt a weight in his heart as the cool night air did little to deter him, breath soft and visible before him.
"We'll go...together..."]
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[the sound of gunfire rings through his head, like it was still there to blow out his eardrums. but rather then jump, Cloud's footsteps slow down some, until finally, he silently looks down at himself.
"Together...we'll...play..."
a still, gloved hand reaches up, faintly brushing over the place where there used to be a hole.]
...nn.
[his heart was still there. it was beating. but...the last thing that he could remember was nothing. he remembered nothing after that, what became of him in that explosion, the fact he was fighting on borrowed time with the condition his body was in...
("Time stops... But...what am I going back to?")
... what the hell? was he...worried? wondering if he still had a family and friends to go back home to? wasn't he going to find the answers to unravel this world and make his way back home? wasn't he going to help everyone?
"I feel as if we're in good hands then."
what good were the hands of a dead man—]
...?
[stirred from his thoughts, the bustle of people up ahead caught his attention, as he blinks up at the building ahead. was he wandering again? he shook his head, as if to jostle away those thoughts that did nothing for him in the here and now before stepping forward again, curiosity getting the better of him. everyone seemed to be dressed up for an occasion.
what was the harm? he'd likely head back to his place after this, whatever was going on. Cloud slips indoors with a kick of his boots to get rid of as much snow as he could. thicker sounding boot steps filled the hallway leading towards the ballroom. the moment that Cloud peered his spiky blond head inside to have a peek, his bright blue eyes widen at how...pristine and beautiful it all looks.
and everyone else was dressed for the part too, dresses and suits, formal wear and...]
[nope. not with what Cloud was wearing. not to mention that sword he had sheathed around the back of his waist. he was far too underdressed for this! that's when he remembers, it was something that Angela was planning. he initially had no interest in it for a couple of reasons; namely the lack of a suit to...well, suit the ball. and Cloud never went to one before, not sure how well he'd do at a place like this when he wasn't exactly the smoothest at the last party he went to, charity or not. at least, that's what he thought as he's completely content with letting the door to the entrance close and hope that he wasn't seen as he prepares to turn around and leave.]
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robin tilted her head at him as she talked.]
This isn't for you, I take it? [the party, that is, seeing as how he's trying to leave.]
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Mingle
The little lady comes again in this pretty pink dress with a shawl included. Her hair decorated with a bow-topped band with little red and white spheres attached, two on each side of her behind her ears.
And as she enters the hall, what's this hanging on her arm? Did she bring a date?! No, it's a Sylveon. The Intertwine Pokémon was insistent on going to, and she couldn't resist the fairy eyes.
Anastasia plans on just mingling tonight, quietly singing along to the Christmas songs in between snacks and...
...and telling her Sylveon to not tickle the other party-goers or trying to hold mistletoes over them. Like it is doing right now!]
Sylvie, don't bother the people. ... [She glanced at the other party-goer.] I do apologize. I don't bring her to parties or balls often.
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It's okay. You look very pretty tonight.
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[Today is not that day.]
[She showed up grinning from ear to ear on Mercury's arm, her blonde mane in its usual wild and artful disarray as it hangs down her back. At least she showed up classy in a pale yellow gown that flows almost all the way to the floor, hanging off of one shoulder. She's taken no pains to hide her robotic right arm, with no gloves or sleeve covers to keep it out of sight. It's a part of her, and she's slowly coming to accept that.]
[Yang can easily be found alone or with Mercury throughout the night. She's social, and she loves a good party, especially with plenty of good food. Despite being of age, however, she sticks to the nonalcoholic drinks.]
[She'll have to see who she can persuade into dancing, too. And by 'persuade' she means 'shove out onto the floor and start dancing with them.']
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He perks up visibly when he catches sight of very familiar, very distinctive blonde hair among the crowd and sits up straight, finally calling out]
Yang! Over here!
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Gladiolus is dressed up fine and ready for any party.
... In truth, he knows Prompto is here, which means he suspects that Noctis might come, which means someone has to look out for their asses.
Meantime, he's going to meet people, dance a little, and have a good time.
If you're sucked into a strange new world, you might as well enjoy it a little, right? ]
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But for the time being, he was focusing on various other things so he didn't have time to stay within in own head. It was never a good place to be at times. As he places a Christmas cake down, he moved to turn around.]
We speak again. Though this time in person.
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Mingling
For now, she's chatting up a storm about everyone's plans and as well as her own.
Though for this particular affair, her Umbreon is also around, though it's rather well behaved outside coolly stalking her master.
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Celebrity Arrival - OTA
So Amy popped in, with a bright fake smile, not letting anyone know that she was counting the minutes until she could leave. She was around for photos and autographs, and anyone who just wanted to chat up a model for a bit. Though she would be flashing her wedding ring subtly, but often. Flirting was inly fun when her husband was around to get jealous, after all. Doing it so soon after he vanished...
Yeah. No.
So Amy will be wandering the party in a red and green mini dress, with a decorative scarf, sipping on tea in a brandy snifter, so that it looked like she was imbibing and having a great time....
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You look nice. How are doing?
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Enis [Wall Flower] OPEN
She's wearing a stunning red dress with a pair of 3 inch heels to match. She's supposed to be meeting someone however she can't see them amidst the thick crowd of people. After a brief bit of searching she grabs a drink and finds a comfortable corner to stand in.
It isn't that Enis is avoiding people but she's had a lot on her mind since the unfortunate character changes earlier that month. She hasn't stopped thinking about her past or her father and with very few people to talk to she's kept her worrying thoughts to herself. She feels her conclusion like a heavy weight on her shoulders and she wonders how long she can get by not talking about it.
She pushes those thoughts away, sips at her drink and watches as couples glide across the dance floor.]
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Takumi was more curious than ever before about what the real Enis was like ... and he figured they'd need to clear the air after their last encounter.
Still. Considering ...
He walked up to her, looking a little tentative, a little shy. ]
Good evening, Enis.
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OTA
Karla | Open
Liora | Open
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At least the food had been halfway decent.
For the most part he'll be standing to the side with a glass of top-shelf something in hand, idly chatting with whoever approaches him, though he would also be forced to grace the dance floor if someone for some strange reason lost their mind and wanted to dance with him.]
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Mister Schnee? It's been some time since we've spoken. Have you been well?
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Setsuna |Open
Somehow she's managed to separate herself from Konoka a bit and is doing her own thing. Anyone care to meet a girl whose clearly looking out of place?