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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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"Oh? I couldn't tell..." Faye laughs with him; he's one to talk. And now in one hand she holds a lit cigar and non lit one to save for later. Still, even in their dancing position, Faye finds a way to reach out and finger said tie. "A loose hound, hmm? Isn't that adorable?" She grins right back at him - cute probably wasn't what he was aiming for, but it's fun to tease.

A hand reaches up, fingers lightly grazing his neck as she touches the knot of the tie, "And what do I get if the tie is still on but becomes loose?"

"Oi... not adorable..." Such a sulky protest. "I bite," he warned her with a small semi-threatening growl over the cigars.

His pulse quickened at the touch and tease and he gently moved with invisible music. "Kisses," he growled, mentally kicking himself a hundred times harder, and definitely still blushing more. "Unless you don't want them and then... just yanno. A more loosened loose hound." His ears are smoking.

"Adorable...but dangerous." She holds his gaze as he growls at her, but she definitely wouldn't look at a dog like that.

Faye smirked as she tucked her fingers into the knot of his tie - it wouldn't take much for her to begin to undo it, but she kept still for now. "Kisses?" Faye moved her eyes from his tie to his face. "So for kisses, all I have to do is loosen this tie?" Her fingers wriggled ever so slightly in the knot.

"Yeah," a small smirk.

And then gulped slightly and nodded his head, unable to look away, but--

"Or tug. Like I said. Feels like a leash. And I don't even like shirt collars."

"I see." Faye removed her hand from the tie and just patted the knot lightly, like she was all done with that. "Who knew a tie could do so much to a man? It looks so good on you. I should leave it where it is."

Faye couldn't sound more disinterested. Looks like that game was over. But then she suddenly reached for the tie again, winding it over her hand and wrist, giving it a little tug.

He started to laugh, barely catching her actions in time with haki and bent over to give her a smooth kiss, despite the abrupt nature of the 'request.' He even moved his cigars aside, and carefully braced a hand on the back of her head so she didn't have to crain to reach him. He gave a quietly pleased hum and gently nuzzled her with his nose affectionately.

He warned he was basically a dog, right?

Oh. So it worked. His actions were gratefully received by Faye, though she was in danger of dropping her own cigars - they suddenly weren't very interesting to her. Faye gasped in her enjoyment of the kiss, gently breathless as he nuzzled her. The tie was released from her hand and instead she moved her fingers to stroke downwards and follow the length of the material.

There's a small growl as he catches her free hand, retrieving the cigars and holding them in his free hand -- hey! Those are important, okay okay -- and gently runs a thumb over her fingers, matching his tongue to her lips, before he catches her again, pulling her closer by the waist. "Can't say I didn't warn you," a small growl in her ear as he kisses down her gentle jawline and neck, trying to keep himself in the moment and not rushing too far ahead as he's really quite prone to do.

Hurray, the cigars are saved - they will be needing them. Or she will, at least; a smoke to relax the adrenalin. Even just the sensation of his thumb on her fingers was enough to throw her into a tizzy. The hand that was on the tie snaked its way back up to the side of his neck. When he held her by the waist, her now free hand could reach around to place on his back, steadying her. "Oh...dear...Poor...me." As his lips move to her neck, Faye's breath grows shallow, eyes half closed.

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Chuckling softly against her throat, he continued to cover her in kisses, and offered back her cigar, gently rubbing his scruff down. "Mind, as gorgeous as that dress looks, I think it'd look better on the floor." One of these lines she's going to slap him. Still worth it.

Before she can smoke the cigar he kisses her lips again. If it's the last one he's going to get tonight, might as well make it last.

The more he kisses at her throat, the tighter her hands grasp as she holds her herself against him. Her chest visibly rises and falls with her quickened heartrate, and very soon she has to bite her lip as her gasps threaten to turn into moans. Replying to him is difficult. She doesn't slap him, but breathlessly chides him. "I don't think so...this dress...cost way too much...to leave on a floor..."

When he moves to her lips again, Faye's hand holds him tightly at the back of his neck and she presses herself against him to kiss him as she shows her appreciation of his attentions.

"Fine," an impish grin that manages to shave 20 years off his scarred face, "Then you'll look better out of it, that I'm sure of." And he gently sucks on the front of her throat, very interested in getting more of those gasps and moans which are so better than any music the band is playing.

The fingers on the back of his neck reach up to push into his hair as he continues on her throat. Faye laughs at his changed comment, breathless and warm. Soon enough he'll find the spot on her neck that triggers a noise that is very firmly a moan of pleasure.

Oh hi, any passerbys. They were alone in this stretch of the maze when they started, but if anyone were to walk by they would catch a glimpse of quite a scene.

Yeaaaaaah, Smoker does not give a fuck about passer-by at all. They should all just be glad Smoker considers her too classy to do more than neck and make out right now. Although if he had a tail it would definitely be wagging in gloating victory, as he all but smothers her in kisses and takes a glove off with his teeth to let it wander over her body's curves. Okay so maybe a little more than just kissing, but whatever, they can move along.

Faye sure isn't going to stop him. Not for the cold, either, because funnily enough she has rather warmed up. She watches as he removes his glove with his teeth, and uses the moment to reach in to kiss his mouth. Faye's body moves beneath his hand, appreciative of the attention. There is a bare leg avilable to him too, given the long slit in the side of her dress. Just in case he has forgotten, Faye lifts her leg and wraps it round one of his.

There's a small groan into her mouth as he kisses her even more deeply, determined to taste her underneath his own cigars, and he holds her back carefully, even gently in one hand, but the other slides agonizingly slowly up the thigh as he moves it to hook higher around his waist so he can caress it even easier, and hold her in place. "Faye," a small quiet growl almost a whisper.

That groan was delicious, and it made Faye's body melt entirely against his. As her leg hooked at his waist, Faye gasped and closed her eyes, fully enjoyed every inching movement of his hand, inching closer and closer. Her own hand moved from his neck to explore steadily down his chest and stomach, feeling thestentgth of the muscle beneath the shirt. At the bottom, two fingers tugged at his belt loop. She opened her eyes to meet his when he gently growled her name, her own hunger evident.

Why the hell did they start this outside, in the open, against a hedge, instead of inside, in a locked room, with a decent surface? Faye just held his gaze, panting softly, wondering where to go from here.

Smoker rolled his thumb back and forth on her thigh and gave a quiet sigh, resting his forehead to hers and kissing down her front. "I'd love nothing more than to take you away right this second, but I want to see you spread out on a proper bed and take my time to savor you, and not share the sight with a single accidental passer-by. Meet me back here after the fireworks and I'll take you and give you the treatment you truly deserve, yeah?"

Dammit. Even his words gave her little thrills; she wasn't entirely sure she would be able to handle what he was offering, but she damn sure wasn't going to turn him down. The fingers in his belt loop released and now she rubbed her thumb against his lips where she knew would be a soft red afterimage of her lipstick. Faye reached up to take her turn now, kissing and dragging her lips up his neck to his earlobe, where she whispered, "Aye, aye, captain." Though to be honest she had no idea how she would keep herself sane until then.

He shuddered softly as her lips grazed his ears, his most sensitive spot, and decided it was definitely a good thing she was less bold than Portgas who would have found a way to undo Smoker's nerves and fray them. This was... better. Better or just different? But better? At least he was more actually relaxed, less teetering on a razor's edge, like even Tashigi noted.

Smoker chuckled softly and moved his hands very slowly up to her waist and shoulder to give a slow waltz dance before they separated and tried to pretend to be unaffected in the meanwhile. "Now that's unfair," he rumbled quietly, "You've already got three or four nicknames for me and I don't have any for you. How will I ever keep up?"

When he shuddered like that, Faye grinned and pressed her lips over his earlobe, letting her tongue flicker over it briefly before letting go. She would have to explore more later...

Being separated from him felt suddenly very vold, and almost painful. She had to fight the strong urge to just throw herself at him again. But no, she was a sophisticated lady, or so she wanted to pretend for him for now. She brushed down and readjusted her dress, "Hm? And what one do you like best?" She smirked at him, biting her lip as she slowly looked him over. "I wouldn't worry. I bet you have much more...interesting ways to make me feel special."

Yup, that did it. Smoker's knees weakened, and he groaned, holding Faye extra close so he didn't turn into a puddle entirely. Loose hound of the marines, indeed.

"Oh definitely," he growled, and whispered into her ear, exactly his X-rated plans for his tongue over her lower portions.

So much for disentangling. Yet. Eventually. Maybe.

It was a good job that it was dark, because Faye's cheeks flared red at his whispers. She had to bite her lip to hold back a soft whimper. Shit. He can't just say something like that then bugger off for a few hours and expect her to just go back to normal in the meantime. Then her hands held onto his tie, not loosening it, but straightening it and making sure it was taught. "Just making sure no one else is in danger of loosening that tie..." Because for all she knew he could drift off and find someone else to get carried away with.

He chuckled and nibbled back her earlobe briefly in revenge.

"No worries, I won't let any other hands touch it, but yours. Tonight's all you." Well, he was going to see a couple of friends and make sure they got home all right, but after that? Definitely following through with his imaginative plans, thank you very much.

Faye laughed and moved a hand through his hair, just tidying it up a bit, before taking a couple of small steps back. "Good. Because if you find someone else and I don't see you again tonight, I will hunt you down and make sure you deliver those promises..."

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