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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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But if you do, I can always use my hair to keep you warm.

[But for the moment she was about to look up at the sky. She didn't know when it was going to start, but she figured it would be soon. But after a moment she was back to focusing on the other.]

I have no idea what a senpai is. It sounds delicious though. [It was soon after that, that she looks away and starts to go into a sort of mumble but it was just enough to make something out.] I mean it sounds like pie, but... I don't think it is a type of pie since you said that...

"It depends on what the dream is. Like if you need money to help say... get to sing on stage. I would use the money to make one and do a karaoke night or something at my tavern. The money would be going into making that dream a reality... Does... that make sense?"

Ten slowly steps forward towards Rose and if Rose doesn't move will hold both her hands.

Then whispers; "It's okay. You just want to help. And that's so human of you to want to do so. That's what Rose Tyler does. She gives happiness to everyone that she cares about."

Moves his fingers slowly through hers;

"In doses. Okay? And hopefully - one day...I don't say that was painful."

There are flickers of sadness about this in those more stone filled eyes.

"And it's not all your fault either. I - I made some decisions I'm not so proud of either."

"Mmn!"

She slowly returned to her previous seat, letting him either keep holding her hands or move back to her lap.

"You're too hard on yourself though, yeah?"

Ten continues to hold her hands as he thinks about Donna, Time Lord Victorious and holding that gun. He knows in his hearts, Mars wouldn't have turned out as it did had someone had someone there by his side and he wouldn't have picked up that either.

"No. I'm not."

Edited 2018-12-04 23:26 (UTC)

A sigh.

"Yeah, you are." Rose gently nudged his shoulder with her head. "You think I'm supposed to believe that watching your older selves torture yourself is somehow different from this face who lost more in a shorter time period?" A snort. And Rose disentangled her hands and moved to cup his cheeks on either side of the mask. "You are. You always have been. Since the first day I met you. Tell me, you were actually thinking how stupid I was blunderin' in down there and not that you were blamin' yerself for not realizin' someone else might come in, and that an electrician died and all the rest." A snort, and Rose shook her head. "Because I won't believe you. Even when I almost fell in the void, who's choice was it to come back no matter how much you and everyone else told me not to? Mine," she growled a little ferally, but took his hand gently and kissed the knuckles. "And still, I know how much you blamed yourself. You're way too hard on yourself. I told you when I thought that the dalek was going to kill me. It's not your fault." Both hands went back to his face and her thumbs smoothed over his earlobes. "You're worse at listening than I am!" a tongue loll teasing grin.

She gently laced her fingers behind his head and pulled him forward, foreheads resting together. "Start giving us all more credit, Doctor. And yourself less responsibility. It's not your job to be God. Sometimes humans and aliens, and all of us, do things and you can't stop that. Just do your best. Your best, and take pride and joy in that, instead of focusing on the times it's not enough. It's not your fault. Life is about more than loss. It's why you have to make the brightest moments shine even more and treasure them while you can, yeah?"

Edited 2018-12-04 23:38 (UTC)

A gentle hand squeeze; "That's the thing. I didn't do my best. And I forgot that life is more than just loss."

"You can't change your personal history," she leaned up and kissed his cheek, "But you can do better. Starting now. Starting right here. Learn from what you did wrong and do better now. Everyone makes mistakes, Fluffy. You're older and do bigger good things, so your mistakes are bigger too. But remember me and the paradox with my Da'? Nearly destroyed everything, didn't I? But the worst of it was losing you. I thought you were gone forever. So long as you exist, somewhere, somehow, even in places like this, you can still do better. I must have messed up a thousand times when I was dimension cannon-ing and trying to find you. Human, like you said." She snuggled his side hard and clung furiously. "So do better. Doing your best doesn't mean you have to be perfect or choose right every time. It means overall. You do what you can, when you can, as much as you can. And sometimes that means you fall. A lot. But you get back up."

A deep breath and she sighed and pushed him up out of the chair. "So get back up. Go out there. Be you. Have fun. Learn to laugh again. And when you fall, it's okay, I'll still be here to help you get back up, yeah?" She tried to mirror Peter Tyler's Vitex selling pose. "You can trust me on that."

A very weak smile at the hair and soft; "I know. I'll figure it out. Eventually."

A tired look; yeah he's so done with being even more emotionally messy.

Yeah, yeah. He knows. The two big problems are allowing for himself to forgive himself and tired of getting back up and sort of interrupts her monologue.

"Rose.... I'm tired of getting back up. That's all I was doing when we were fighting. It just doesn't seem to end. I feel trapped in a cycle. That anything I do isn't right."

Then looks at her when she says she'll be there and there's a small glimmer of hope in those eyes and gives a gentle hand squeeze.

Tough, Rose wanted to tell him, but she refrained with a wry grin.

"Sometimes it takes over a thousand tries to get the right one, Doctor. You only ever see the times I succeed. I've fallen more than you, believe it or not. I've flailed my arms and screamed myself hoarse at your back. I've done things over and over, watched the end of the world, and gone mad trying to figure out the one thing to do different to get it right this time."

She squeezed his hand back but gave him a gentle shove. "Try something different. Don't just get back up, but do it and try something different. The worst thing you can do is nothing. Or worse still, give up. And I'll never let you. So long as I'm around, you're stuck with it. No matter how much you want to, I just can't. I won't let you give up. Not ever. It's not in me. So you might as well make the best of it, because if you fight me on it, we'll just be fighting. I'll never change on it. That's what makes me Rose Tyler, not just human, yeah?"

It was why she cursed him and Jack without even meaning to. And yet... she'd do it all again. And she knew it. She was pretty sure they knew it too.

A deep inhale- "I'm not pushing you, Jack or Martha out of the Tardis now am I? Maybe one of you could help and point out something I do right.

...

And I won't give up entirely. Not as long thar's someone who cares. But I'm not promising anything else."

"You're alive, aren't you? You came back," a steely glare. "How is that not good?" She bared her teeth again, a wolf warning about to bite, but she inhaled sharply through flared angry nostrils and snorted and huffed and puffed...

And took his hand.

"I care. I always care." She closed her eyes. It hurt too much and he didn't get it. Sometimes she didn't think he even could. Ever. "I will always care, and you never see it," she laughed softly, bitterly, tears streaming down her cheek and kissed his hand. "I mean it, you big lug, get out there and do something silly. Please. Not for you. Not for your past. Do it for me." She shoved him and sniffled. "Please."

"Because - I'm not me anymore. Well, I am - somewhere. Maybe." A gentle cheek to cheek rub.

He doesn't love himself like he used too and doesn't like that. Wants that back. Wants to stop feeling like stone underneath flesh.

"You've could have fooled me before." Is the very dry remark, and scoops up a tear with a finger tip.

Then a whisper, "Maybe. No promises."

UGH.

He doesn't even know he's doing it!

Deep breaths, and Rose tries to remind herself.

She wants to lash out hard at that, but why bother, it'll only hurt herself. And she already hurts.

She wants to run away all over again, push him away at minimum and...

She closes her eyes, still crying and sniffling, and trying to breathe steadier.

"You came after me. You smile. You wear the stupid dog collar I only got as a joke. You wear the musical tie I made. You ate my cookies even after Ches and Koishi got into them. You took in all the people I asked you to, sometimes even when I didn't even ask, you just knew I wanted them there. You're trying with Mirajane which I know, I know, is extra hard on you, because she knows things you don't, and I know you hate that. But you're trying, and I'm proud of you. You let me get your tongue insured, because it was important to me. You came back." Deep breath. "If you hadn't come back you couldn't be here with me right now. You came here even though you said how much you didn't want to because it's hard for you to fake things and reminds you of who you're not, but I don't want you to be that anymore, and if you want to be, then go find it, go do it. Just be you. I think you can even better than that. Why can't you?" Lightly donks her forehead on him. "Always come back," she was crying harder and trying not to, but she couldn't help it.

[Sucks on a finger in thought.] Mm, but pink and yellow is more for everyday wear. And if any Queen gets mad at me, it'll be EECH, [Rose crossed her throat damatically.] Off with her head, not mine.

Up until Mirajane is mentioned; Ten looked like he was starting to melt a bit emotional and then just ice.

"I told you, Rose. Because I can't get my mind out of I do everything wrong cycle. And it's going to take more than making cookies or wearing the collar or tie to fix things."

Ten holds Rose in a hug and gives her some emotional comforting. Like this - being emotionally supportive shouldn't be a problem for him and can't up that voice in his head knowing how wrong someone is; which makes him notice how messed up he is and self loathes himself for being how he is.

"But I want to help myself. How is another thing."

Edited 2018-12-05 01:51 (UTC)

No, you think?

Rose bit her tongue hard to keep from being sarcastic, and leaned into the hug, letting him say he wanted to.

"Just keep trying, yeah? You'll get there. It won't be overnight. You said yourself. Little steps at a time, okay?"

A deep sigh and hug back.

"Yeah..." And slowly closes his eyes; will it? That would be wonderful if that is possible.

"I'm not going to see Mirajane again till she doesn't see this face as just being a mess. Otherwise, we will never get along."

Rose roughly tugged on one of his cheeks. "What happened?"

He hesitates, "She said that I don't love myself. It's not that she's not wrong - but she's not helpful either."

Rose's face.

She let go of his cheek and snorted, but clearly was amused. "Uh-huh. Why does she have to be helpful for -- Whatever. You don't have to do an--" a sigh. "She's never going to see you as not a mess until you aren't one, Fluffy. She's like... my Mum. So yeah. I can see why you should be scared of her. Well, more like the big sister I never had. But that makes her protective of me and she's not going to coddle you. Not evar. But she doesn't coddle me either. She tells me I'm wrong all the time, and tells me not to touch the Professor, and reminds me he's married. She hates him." Rose kisses his cheek. "You don't have to try. But don't expect her to come around to liking you if she never sees you. She might not even if she does. That's the risk you take with people."

"I'm willing to risk her not ever liking me over being pushed into the mud.... I really don't know how many more times I can, Rose and still want to get back up and start over from square one. I much rather not talk to her and relearn to love myself. I don't need someone like her in my life right now.

And if she can't see that I'm trying thar's no point at all."

"Okay."

Rose's face was blank, but her inner thoughts were another thing entirely.

There's that worn face; that face that knows how close to the end of the rope he is. Closer than he'd like or how there's barely any light seen from the spot in the well that isn't quite the bottom.

A whisper; "I can't get up on my own. Not this time."

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