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EVENT- Genessia Masquerade

Masquerade! Paper faces on parade
Masquerade! Hide your face so the world will never find you
Masquerade! Every face a different shade
Masquerade! Look around, there's another mask behind you

Welcome
Though the evening outside is chilly, there’s nothing but warmth and lively atmosphere inside. The room itself (the ballroom atop the self proclaimed ‘most romantic and luxurious’ Genessian getaway) is almost blinding, glittering with gold from floor to ceiling, save for the towering framed windows that provide a beautiful sight of the city below. Tables are scattered here and there around the perimeter should attendees wish to rest their feet, but the centerpiece of the evening seems to be the massive, sparkling chandelier casting its warm, golden glow over a rather extensive dance floor. One end of the room is reserved for the band, poised just near the hearth featuring a roaring fire, while the other showcases a grand staircase on which one may make their entrance, should they choose to explore the upper lofts that surround the room beforehand.

Early in the evening, once the room has begun to fill, a couple steps up to welcome everyone on behalf of Genessia’s Performing Arts Center and the cast of their most recent musical. While the event is free, and they are delighted to be able to share a magnificent evening of splendor with everyone, they do wish to make everyone aware that should they choose to donate tonight, be it through benevolent gift or through the auction or gambling tables, all proceeds will be donated to the Red House Foundation- more specifically, Genessia’s branch, located in the heart of the city herself.
The call to enjoy the masquerade is punctuated with a deep bow and the swell of the band picking up once more to lead everyone into a night of majestic merriment.

Photos
With numerous celebrities about and the event in full swing, it’s to no one’s surprise that there are photographers practically crawling the place. Fortunately for all, quite a few have been hired by the event planning team and will be snapping moments (both candid and posed) of everyone in attendance. There’s even a designated area with various props to play with and a lovely backdrop doused in gold. These photos can be downloaded from the network later, so take advantage of these professionals, should your heart desire! After all, did one really look their best if there’s no photo to prove it?

Dancing
While there’s certainly no pop star performing and the music is much more classically suited, one will hear a familiar tune more often than not, spun by the tuxedo clad musicians to suit a more modern crowd. It’s upbeat and energetic for the most part, but every so often, they're likely to switch the mood to something much smoother (dare they say, romantic?) to sway to. Instructors are scattered throughout the crowd, should those unfamiliar with the ballroom style wish to learn something new!

Food
A party without food is absurd, regardless of the occasion. Drink flows readily from the bar, and an impressive variation of hors d’oeuvre has been laid out in a brilliant spread on the long tables along the edges of the room. Partake as you will, and leave a donation to show your appreciation if you’re so inspired!

Costume Parade
What’s the point of a masquerade without an outfit promenade? Show off your inspired attire to all who will gaze upon you. The more flamboyant, the more attention your costume will draw, and the more in-character one seems, the more believable the evening will be- Embrace the masks and let loose! Tonight is the night to be whoever (or whatever) your heart desires.

Gambling/Auction
Thanks to the generosity of local businesses, there are multiple donated items on which to bid, ranging from weekend getaways to baskets of sweets to… rather peculiar fashion and odd home decor.
To the right of the auction display, there are multiple gaming tables with waiting croupier, ready to assist those with heavy wallets attempt to woo Lady Luck. The winnings (should there be any) can be kept or donated- the choice is yours.

Gardens
If one finds a need to escape the swirling of dance and swell of the music, the gardens below may serve you well. There’s a lovely courtyard, and just beyond the fountain, a garden maze, well lit for the season with the gentle glow of dazzling lights. Take a stroll alone, or hide away with a lover or confidant, or snag a seat for the fireworks- the choice is yours.

Fireworks
No grand gala ever ended without a burst of excitement to round out the evening. Toward the end of the evening, the sky will be lit with a brilliant display of silvers and golds, all timed perfectly with the band’s final performance. One can watch from the gardens or the rooftop, or, if in need of something more ~private~, the balconies throughout the hotel.

Masquerade! Burning glances, turning heads
Masquerade! Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you
Masquerade! Grinning yellows, spinning reds
Masquerade! Take your fill, let the spectacle astound you

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"Nope," Lea said as he snagged a few, "though thanks for pointing them out. Those are called pot stickers; they're basically wonton wrappers stuffed with finely chopped pork and vegetables, then fried. They're not usually really spicy on their own, but... ah."

He took one of a number of individual-sized metal cups of sauce set out near the pot stickers. "But they're usually served with a spicy dipping sauce," he said. "That way, if you like things spicy, you can make them that way, but if you don't, you can just enjoy them as they are. They're pretty tasty either way." He dipped one in his cup of sauce then popped it in his mouth, clearly enjoying himself as he chewed.

When his mouth was free again, he pointed out a platter of elegant but somewhat odd looking hors d'oeuvres. "I tried these earlier," he said. "If you're looking to get a little bit more adventurous with your choice of food you might like them; they're squid, with Thai chilis and cilantro. Definitely spicy, but not something you see every day."

[ It was nice to hear those things, but her assurance wouldn’t stick with him. He’d have ask D about it himself. ]

I envy your… energy.

[ Gren considered himself open minded, but he couldn’t imagine juggling a collection of lovers. It just wasn’t for him. ]

[Rip just grinned slightly.]

Thanks. Hafing zhem...I am zhe luckiest huntress in zhe vorld, zhey make me so happy.

[Her grin faded into a genuine smile as she glanced back at the fountain.]

Und.. take care of D und love him. Zhe stoic idiot needs it.

The coy little moment of roleplay blew away on the warm breeze of her fluttering lashes and the soft little breath she let out as she closed that small distance between them, lips parting the moment he sealed her mouth to hers. Everything in her went suddenly warm and soft and so sweet he could taste it as he took the invitation of her slack mouth to deepen the kiss, sinking into that unique stillness of his missing heart that let him focus on everything else without distraction: the warmth of her nearness, the way she tasted, the muted hum of her moan lost against his mouth.

By the time the kiss broke, he'd nearly forgotten he was in the middle of a hand.

"I feel luckier already." he breathed against her mouth, reaching up to trail gloved fingers along the edge of her jaw before stealing one more kiss, little more than a feather soft brush against the line of her upper lip, ghosting over the scar that drove him so crazy.

[ Gren smiled a little at what he perceived as genuine happiness. The arrangement sounded exhausting to him, but he could appreciate the sweetness he heard in the voice of someone who was clearly in love.

He didn’t think he was quite there yet with D. ]

...I’ll try.

[ With that he turned away from the fountain, intending to leave. Perhaps he could finally find his boyfriend— the stoic idiot. ]

It’s been nice, Rip.

"You're going to get luckier," she whispered to him, tilting her face into the touch of his gloved fingers -- and mentally noted that she liked the texture play, and that leather, velvet, fur, silk, lace might be fun to experiment with, at the same time as she was trying to keep her knees from buckling out from underneath her.

Ordinarily, she might have tried to get her own back. Wrap her fingers around his wrist, or run her fingers over scratches left the previous night, but something about the choice of costumes encouraged her to play his princess a little, and only murmur, "My dragon knight," to let him feel the low, sweet, thronging need that was threatening her sanity at the moment.

Homura frowned. Maybe she shouldn't have asked that. Even if she can't read her face perfectly, the explanation was more than enough. Hell, that was one of her fears of being here.

"Sorry."

"Oh! That would be lovely! We'll wear our very best clothes! Maybe we can hang it above the mantel in family room!"

"Don't forget the mud as well as potentially grass." he made sure to add, leaning back slightly. "Both of those would be a pain enough to wash out." Which seemed to be the more important thing here right?

"But never the less, no need to pay that much attention now I guess and I should maybe move on to something else."

She doesn't seem to resist or complain about it at all, really. Her smile turns into a faint blush as she tries to internalize that feeling she doesn't quite understand and keep it close.

"...Oh, of course. The pair of us have - and have had - just about an eternity to get used to eachother, haven't we?"

A small pause as she clasps Remi's hand once more, then lets go. Her third eye nuzzles the hand just a little before pulling away and turning her eyes back to the fireworks bursting in the sky...

"Love isn't something I've entirely thought about over the centuries, but now is a good enough time to settle down as any." The mind-reader adds, her wry tone returning and covering up any hint of sentiment. That in itself is gratitude enough.

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Alice was just peals of laughter and gasps as she was spun around the dance floor. She got to watch and, correctly assumed, enjoy the swish and swirl of her dress as they danced and twirled. She eagerly looked at all the other elegant (and some not so elegant) dancers on the floor as they spun about and around in time to the music.

When he lifted her up into his arms, she was quick to wrap her arms around his neck and moved to press a kiss to his cheek.

"Thank you," she offered, the song winding down. "No one asked me to dance except you."

Needless to say, Remilia was practically radiating joy...

"It does seem it's been that long..." She gazes at Satori for a little while.

"I must say... love like this always felt out of reach until now."

[Arrival Open/Anyone]

Robin has arrived to the masquerade fashionably early. Lucina has been badgering and bothering her about going for a while, and as outgoing as she tried to be, she'd refused at first. But, not wanting to upset the young woman who was essentially-her-daughter, she's here.

It isn't as if she's going to avoid a fancy party like this, either. While her friends from Ylisse may not share exactly the same timeline as she does, Robin has experienced a royal ball or several in her life. She'll manage.

Well then, time to mingle with the locals.

[Costume Parade, ref https://imgur.com/a/DwYfd9S ]

Robin has entered the Costume Parade, happy that she'll be the centre of attention a little bit.

She's arrived wearing a gown styled after her infamous black and purple jacket. Mostly, the gown's black with gold patterns and accents, while the skirt in the centre's a dark purple or burgundy affair. She's sporting a fine pair of Juliet Sleeves which are a little wide towards the wrist. She's still sporting a ring with an unusual crest on it - people back home could still probably recognize it as the Crest of Ylisse. Her mask, fittingly, is a black-and-purple number that matches with her gown well enough.

It's a good idea to mention that her spell-tome holder is attached to her side. And yes, that Thoron tome is very real and functional. Just in case.

It's very comfortable and flowing while still appearing formal enough for a party of this caliber, and while not being the most immodest person in the room, she's still fond of showing herself off a little. It's all in good fun, right?

Right afterwards, she can be seen keeping a close eye out for Lucina. Mostly, to see what she's wearing this evening and to see if she hasn't got herself into trouble, again. She hasn't really forgot about the doll incident.

[Photographs]

The tactician still hasn't got around to understanding exactly how cameras work or what they are, yet. She knows they're devices for taking pictures of things much faster than a human hand can sketch them out and they frighten her a little with how effective they are. What kind of strange magic do those things contain...?

Nevertheless, she doesn't seem to mind. These photographers will probably do a better job at capturing her image than a portrait painter or some other artist would, anyway.

She can be seen moving about the masquerade in her gown and generally enjoying her time. Occasionally, she can be spotted letting out a few genuine smiles as she mixes and mingles with the other guests.

[Dancing Open/Anyone]

Ah, the best part of the evening...

Dancing is always the highlight of a noble life, and despite basically arising from nothing to being the darling of the realm, she knows her way around a ballroom. Between helping Chrom and his two left feet and taking dancing lessons during her time at court, she exudes confidence and grace. Every dancer she meets will get a formal curtsey and a surprisingly skilled dance partner. For some reason, it probably feels like she's the one leading.

She'll probably find an excuse to chat with Lucina and any other people she knows, should they show up, and she'll dance with them too! Everyone's welcome to join her, and she's not exactly hiding. If anything, she's doing the opposite.

[Food Open/Anyone]

Robin's camped out a chair near the food table at this point in the night. She's very grateful for all the good food and drink here - this beat rationing, hunting and camp-meals any day. She isn't excessive with her portions, but she's fairly hungry. She's going for balanced plates of meat and vegetables to keep her strength up for the end of the night. She may even sneak a glass of wine, if she's lucky...

Will someone interrupt her as she goes back for seconds?

[Garden Open/Anyone]

After all's said and done, Robin exits the party for a time to have some moments alone before the fireworks and the grand finale starts up. She's taken a moment to be alone with her thought for a little while and to enjoy the night air. Though really, her thoughts aren't all that pleasant, despite all the lovely music, good food and distracting conversations.

[Fireworks]

Towards the end of the night, Robin is with most of the people who've gathered for the fireworks, watching from the crowd. The creative firework displays are awe-inspiring to her and she can occasionally be heard asking about what kind of magic was used for something so grand.

But as the end of the party comes closer, she feels a little bittersweet. She can't quite explain way, but for all the time she's enjoyed herself here, there's something gnawing at her, all the while. Perhaps it's because, much like the masquerade ending and people returning to their lives, times like this are often fleeting...

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He was right, Rip was very much in love with her men and genuinely happy with her life right now. It's been a long fight for her to get herself to this point and now she fought to stay there and not mess it up somehow. ]

Good.

[She glanced from the fountain to him with a slight nod.]

Of course. Feel free to find me if you ever need to talk. Besides, once zhe club Namur und I are planing opens up, I'd love to see you und D around enjoying zhe shows or even come in for a drink or two.

Of course it is. The house likes to keep as many winnings as possible, after all. But it's not illegal.

[He does pay attention to the law itself, after all, as an aspiring hero. He's not a big rulebreaker generally either, though he's a little more flexible when it comes to things that are ultimately legal and relatively harmless.]

Are you planning on joining in next round?

"Then I will do what I am good at, at least. I like soup, so I can give you that someday." Though she had been avoiding making what was once her favourite for reasons, but she did kind of miss it at the same time, so she figured now would be a good enough reason to attempt to make it herself.

"Well Mana was a clown, so that should give you a basic idea of what kind. I at least try to do it here myself for work." At the mention of Mana though he couldn't help but smile fondly, if only for a brief moment.

"Juggling, balancing, that type of thing mostly for me though."

[One, two three. One, two three. Okay, seemed simple enough steps even an idiot could probably do it. At least in Allen's mind. So far so good, no feet stepping.]

It really isn't that bad and I think I understand what you were saying before. I think.

[Still keeping in step, but for a brief moment he may of stepped on her toes by a misstep, making sure to quickly apologise when he did before slowing moving back in rhythm.]

Sorry, my mistake there.

True. Not illegal, but it does get you kicked out of those places. I get why I think. If everyone was allowed there would be no money left, I suppose to give anyone.

[He understands why to an extent, but really Allen himself never saw the point of counting cards. Made it less fun and because usually, he was cheating so there was no point.]

Ah, no. It's best I not. Besides, I only play cards if I need to, not for fun.

It's ok Alice, the Doctor =/= doctor thing is rather confusing to be honest. Even Ches doesn't really understand why there are so many doctors and how they differ. Although it probably doesn't help that he never actually asked.

He angles his head to nuzzle into Ten's petting hands, eyes sliding shut as a low purr of contentment rumbles from his chest. All the while that fluffy tail is busy reaching into the adjacent space to fish out a truly gigantic feather. Seriously, it's almost as tall as Alice!

Well I can't always be the entertainment, can I?

[he glances at him] That's a nice look for you. It suits.

"Don't be, it's alright."

Konoka looked a bit wistful, but her expression seemed to lighten.

"I already feel better confessing it. I'll keep making new friends."

"If you're willing, I'm generally a good teacher." He grins. "Mostly in Quantum Physics but I do have a degree in dance as well." Several in fact, but he's not one to brag.

I think you may have a problem.

[he goes to collect a coin back from it just to see what it will do]

"You're always in the corner of my mind." He leans into the skritch, humming a bit and holds her closer. "Quite the possessive wolf, Miss Tyler. What should I do with you."

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