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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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Food

Jezebel is not the sort of person who enjoys parties. At all. He was required to do so at times as part of his work while he was living, but now that he's dead and away from all that, he very quickly remembers how much he found them to be Not His Style. It should be very apparent to anyone looking at him, given that he wears a basic black domino mask and his normal clothes, the easiest outfit he thought he could get away with.

He keeps an eye out for Cassian as he slowly fills his plate with anything vegetarian available. At least the food seems fine enough. As an afterthought, he plucks two flutes of champagne and carries them with him as he seeks out a quiet corner.

Gardens

He feels a little more at ease in the gardens, where things are quieter and less crowded. Even if the occasional giggling couple passes by on their way to find a remote corner of the maze, that's manageable enough. Jezebel can simply keep to himself until he wants to leave -- presumably no one will know or care if he sneaks out early.

Dancing

Dumbledore is, admittedly, enjoying this very much. Most of the parties he's attended in his normal life have been school functions, ones where he is expected to chaperone teenagers and be generally responsible. It's a bit nice to not have to worry about such things, especially since it gives him the opportunity to dress up -- in this case, in a dapper gray suit and an intricate gold mask.

He stays by the dance floor, listening to music and drinking in the sounds of it, while also watching as the dancers pair up and whirl about the floor.

Gardens

He decides to take a slight break from the party to peruse the gardens, looking over the plants with curiosity and admiration. Normally, he would be tempted to attempt the maze, but the numbers of paired-off partygoers suggests that that might not be wise, so instead he just takes a quiet walk, enjoying the relative peace before the fireworks are underway.

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[Wearing masks and fancy outfits? What more could be asked for from our local masked person who is definitely not Sync? They even went so far to go with the bold choice of wearing a dress for the event that had caught their fancy in the window of a shop. Stepping into the event, excitement crept up their spine, they were ready for a full night of fun and excitement. ]

[1. Dancing]

[You can definitely catch them on the dancefloor, waltzing away with whoever wanted to dance with them. Wearing a suit or a dress didn't seem to make a difference as they changed pace effortlessly. It wasn't hard to tell that this one had training in dancing. Come be their partner for a spell? ]

[2. Costume Parade]

[The spotlight is just not for them for this event, instead, they are watching the different outfits in admiration. How can so many beautiful and wonderful things be all in one room? ]

[3. Gambling]

[While they are not usually a gambler, tonight seemed to be a special exception for them. You can find them watching the tables in admiration or at a table giving a game a try and blowing on dice for those who request it. ]

[4. Gardens]

[After a bit of having fun inside, they took a step outside to find a whole new adventure, though a bit calmer. You can find them walking around admiring the light or playing in the maze trying to find their way out. ]

[5. The Hidden Choice.]

[Choose a different path! ]

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Food

Graverobber likes parties, he really does, but this is definitely a far more fancy one than he's ever attended before. Still, hey, he has no complaints -- free food and booze! But he admittedly didn't put too much effort into dressing up, wearing his normal clothes and an industrial punk-ish half-mask for the theme.

He skips over the dancing and photos and heads straight for the food and drink, loading up a plate as high as he can with hors d'ouevres before snagging some champagne. Graverobber has every intention to mingle, of course, but he's also got every intention of taking advantage of the grub, too.

Gambling/Auctions

Ah, the curse of working at a casino -- the gambling den looks pretty tempting. He knows he has zero chance at the auction (and the prizes up for grabs are not exactly his aesthetic), but could a round of cards really hurt?

So he lingers outside the tables and watches a few rounds, weighing his options. He's not a man with a heavy wallet, granted, but maybe one round...?

I. Lights, Camera, ACTION! - Augustine & Rip

[If there's one thing that Augustine loves, it's a good party. This masquerade event is probably the best idea that the cast of their upcoming performance could make. A good majority of the revenue will of course go to charity which is the best part about this entire affair. However, what Augustine loves the most about this grand event is the chance to dress in his finest attire. He's not shy. In fact, he's quite eager to gain his fifteen minutes worth of fame. For good or ill, Augustine thrives on this kind of attention. His previous life as some mild-mannered acolyte didn't suit him well. He much rather be upon a stage enthralling thousands than sitting within the gloomy cloisters of some grand cathedral. So instead of shooing away the paprazzai, he puts on a good show.

As one would expect, Augustine does have Rip by his side. He wasn't about to leave her out of all the fun, especially since he refused to arrive here alone. It would be a terrible affair if he didn't bring his lover with him to enjoy the glitz and glamour. After all, someone needs to keep him in check. Augustine tends to get too enthralled by the glamour of it all and Rip keeps him grounded.

Augustine's attire this evening truly captures the mystique of his role as the Phantom of the Opera. He's dressed in a handsomely tailored black brocade suit adorned with a bright red cravat to brighten up all that black. The suit jacket itself has little silver embroidery along the front much like the sterling silver buttons traveling down the front of the waistcoat. While Augustine indeed matches this all off with a lovely black and red cloak, it's the decorative ivory half-mask that wins most of the attention. The mask itself is clearly custom made due to the fine gold etchings upon it. It's a beautiful centerpiece, not too gaudy or too plain. Just right for this kind of flamboyant affair. Augustine is quite proud of his attire this evening.

Nevertheless, once he grows bored of posing for the camera, Augustine will try to curb Rip towards the ballroom. He's not about to stand outdoors all evening.]

II. "Shall We dance?"

[Now this certainly is more Augustine's speed. In a world obsessed with pop stars and goofy looking boy bands, it's good to hear the sweet lull of a live band. It takes Augustine back to another time, a happier one before everything went to hell in a hand basket. Honestly, it's been awhile since he last indulged in an elaborate party like this and while he certainly means to take to the dance floor, Augustine has a glass of wine he rather nurse first. He's never been one for champagne, so he quickly turned that down it was offered but the wine? Of course he accepted the wine.

With a glass of red in one hand, Augustine prowls the dance-floor for anyone willing to humor him for awhile. He has a few victims he means to pester into dancing with him this evening, some of which are the wallflowers present at the dance hall. However, he's not picky.]

Excuse me---[There's a slight tap.] But would you care for a dance?

[He asks with such a pleasant smile upon his lips.]

A Private Dance for Two - Locked to Rip

[However, there's no better partner for Augustine to dance with other than his beloved date. So after having his fill of socializing with others, Augustine makes his way back to Rip with such a grin upon his face.]

Excuse me, my dear. [He greets her with a proper bow before asking for hand.] Would like to honor me with the next dance, Rip?

[His grin widens some.]

It's been awhile since we've enjoyed ourselves like this.

III. "A Grand Feast"

[Did you really think he wasn't going to attack the d’oeuvres? Augustine doesn't eat much usually but he's hellbent in sampling everything. The dhampir lightly grazes on a few finger foods but seems more fond of the wine selection. While he's not drunk enough to try his hand at swinging from the elaborate chandelier above, Augustine certainly is a tad tipsy after four glasses of wine. He literally already had a full bottle of red by now and shouldn't be considering anymore but this is Augustine here.

The dhampir never knows when to quit and apparently is a rather flirtatious drunk.]

So are you going to actually greet me or are you just going to keep staring, darling?

[He says with such a smirk as he keeps sipping his glass.]

Come now, don't be shy. I don't bite...much.

IV. "What a fine costume, Christine!" - To Dove

[What's the point of having a costume party without getting into role? Augustine takes this moment to get right into character and quickly seeks out dear "Christine" for this little performance. Of course Dove is busy attending to her own affairs here but the poor woman will suddenly have her hand snatched by none other than the Phantom himself.]

Sing once again with me our strange duet~ [Dove should be able to recognize this line. It's from the play, of course.] My power over you grows stronger yet. And though you turn from me to glance behind, The Phantom of the Opera is there, inside your mind.

[Oh boy, he's leading her out towards the opening for all to see. Augustine is definitely making a grand spectacle here. Why wouldn't he? He's the frickin' Phantom.]

V. A Gambler's Luck

[Guess who's bad at poker? This moody bastard right here. Augustine stares at his hand of cards with a look of pure disgust since he's losing yet another game here. See, Augustine has many wondrous skills but he's a laughably terrible gambler. Especially when it's his chips on the line. He may or may not be pouting now since he keeps losing time and time again much to his dismay.]

You know, I...I don't really want that moose upon the wall. [Augustine confesses with a somewhat reluctant expression.] I was merely joking when I claimed to be good at this game.

Maybe Blackjack better suits me.

[No, it doesn't.]

VI. Late Night within the Garden

[Once all the lights, the dancing and excitement becomes far too much for him to handle, Augustine retreats to the gardens. It's peaceful outside, very peaceful. The tranquility out here under the stars is a far cry from the excitement inside. He's grateful for this little reprieve from the limelight, clearly tired given that he sitting down at one of benches overlooking the fountain. Augustine managed to snatch a full bottle of wine earlier, so he may or may not be inelegantly taking a swig of it.

He's that damn tired right now. Let him drink in peace, please.]

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[If asked about it beforehand, Gale would have been rather blunt on saying "No," that he would not be attending the event. Which, for someone who spends all of his time partying anyway, seems pretty off for him. He'd say he has work to do at the Skyrise and drop the conversation.

In reality, he actually did attend, just with the grandest mask of all- not even wearing his face for it. He would attend the event as his alter ego Kharon, in an odd attempt to have some kind of under cover fun without the draw of being... well... Gale. Stealing that holo-disguising device from home was one of the best moves he'd ever made, clearly.

So here's an unfamiliar blond man stylishly dressed with a matching mask at the event. Don't mind that sheathed rapier at his side. He has no intention of using it, Kharon just doesn't leave home without it.]

[I. Gambling]

[Gale, of course, wouldn't be partaking of the auction (not when those atrocities against fashion are up there). Or leaving any sizable donations anywhere. With the amount of money he makes, that would be a giveaway that he was there. No, instead he's sitting amongst the gamblers, having some pretty killer luck. He's at least getting enjoyment out of knocking the wind out of the sails of cocky gamblers who think Lady Luck is theirs for the taking. His luck, of course, isn't stellar either, but he's been gaining more than he's been losing.

Not that he care to win one way or the other. He makes more money than he knows what to do with.]

[II. Photos]

[Who's dodging cameras like they're out to steal his soul? This guy. If there's no where to dodge and he feels the lens of a camera upon him, the photographer may find their camera's lens frosting over while receiving a nasty side glare from Kharon.]

Don't.

[III. Drinks]

[Alas. Ignoring the call of mixing drinks just isn't in his nature anymore. He'll be there to make drinks for a short while, including making a few that any regulars might recognize as some drinks specifically from Gale Force locations. Especially when he lights one drink on fire.

Of course, he's got an excuse at the ready if he gets asked about those drinks in specific. Gale sent Kharon in his place, duh.

He won't be here for very long. Better get him before he walks off if any of those he already made seemed appetizing.]

[IV. Gardens]

[Coming here was a mistake. He needed to get out at this point. Maybe not leave entirely, but for once in his life, being around so many people was just grating at him. So he ducks out of the main establishment to hide amongst the garden walls with a drink in one hand and his phone in the other.

Apparently he came to a pretty establishment just to play Candy Crush. In silence.]

Welcome
The party truly is stunning. Even Dove herself seems a little surprised at the extravagance of it as she makes her entrance and stands by the directors while they welcome the crowd to the event. It’s obvious at first glance that she (or someone rather involved with her public image) has taken care to suit her attire to the occasion. In a gown of deep red, she certainly makes for a lovely statement piece among the cast, hair swept back into a simple low crown so only wisps of curls frame her face. A rose in a delicate sparkling mask of deep gold and diamonds, she keeps an elegant smile cast over the crowds until the directors wrap up their little speech. There’s an expected charming laugh, lost under the swell of the music when the musicians start up their piece, as she takes the arm of her escort to lead her down to the dance floor.

She’s never been more grateful for a mask in her life, and only hopes her own will hold up throughout the evening.

Photos
At the start, she doesn’t seem at all phased by the flashing of lights here and there throughout the evening, though staying poised just in case seems to be taking more of a toll on her than usual. Not that it shows to a sweeping glance. It’s her job, after all, but she’s more than willing to pose with her friends or fans should any be in attendance. The Photo Booth is intriguing, and despite her more reserved disposition toward the beginning of the evening, she’s genuinely happy to please.

Dancing
Silently wishing her gown wasn’t so elaborate, she watches the instructors teach those who approach and ask for a quick lesson. The laughter makes her grin as each person does their best, even as memories of her first ball dance alongside them.

While her dress is… a lot, she’s more than happy to accept any dance she’s offered. It’s instinctual, the way she moves, and perhaps the happiest one might catch her all evening.

Wandering/Auctions
Glass of wine in hand, Dove can be caught peering over the items at the auction, a severely confused look on her face as she notes a few of the options, or simply wandering through the room, admiring the artistry of the costumes in reserved silence.
Of course, should anyone catch her eye, they’ll be rewarded with a warm and inviting smile.

Gardens/Maze
In need of quieter asylum, Dove retires to the gardens for a while, the moment she’s able to slip away unnoticed. For a bit, she simply lingers in the courtyard, finally letting down her guard and releasing the breath she’s held all night. When others make their way down to enjoy the site themselves, she disappears into the maze, a cloak of even deeper red wrapped about her shoulders to ward off the evening chill. For now, she’ll just enjoy the warmth of the lights and the calming effect of the glow about her. Absently, she’ll run her fingers along the hedge wall as she walks, leaving slowly blooming roses in her wake. An easy and harmless release of pent up emotion, she can only hope the gardeners won’t mind.

[The party don't start 'till the Nohrians walk in. And here's one of them now. Ever dressed in elegance with a mask that sports a very Nohrian look, Leo is here to get his first glimpse at a Genessian party.

... he just doesn't notice right away that his collar is on inside out.]

[I. Dancing & Music]

[After a short time of being there, Leo is looking over the band carefully. After a song, he'll soon make his approach and strikes up a brief conversation with them. With a nod, the piano player vacates his seat for Leo to take his place. Just for this one song, because Leo doesn't care to be up there the entire night. With the accompaniment of the band, Leo steals the piano show with one song, to add a bit more energy to this place. Afterward, he gives his thanks to the band and walks away.

But, it wouldn't be proper if a prince of Nohr wasn't doing a couple waltzes on the dance floor himself. He backs off occasionally to watch others from a distance, but chances are, he won't say no to another dance or two. Depends on who asks him. Who here is confident enough to get a dance with a prince?

[II. Photos & Parade]

[By now, Leo's noticed that his collar was inside out (Gods damn it!) and was quick to fix it. Luckily, in time for photos and the parade. Now that his dumb mistake has been fixed, he continues to carry that air of grace and confidence (he is a prince, after all). It was also fortunate that he'd been here a few months now and has had time to grasp the tech of this world, otherwise he'd be side eyeing those cameras. Not that he would have believed the stories of the soul sucking devices. Of course not.]

[III. Wandering/Wildcard]

[Leo can be found all around throughout the night. Maybe he's looking at the auction items (some in disgust), or he's wandering the garden maze. You never know where you'll pull him over at.]

[Standing next to him on the red carpet was definitely interesting to say the least. Rip's own dress, mask and jewelry meant to contrast against her lover in a way that also seemed to compliment each other was well. Which always seemed to work for them.

While Augustine was eating up the attention, Rip was at his side, arm slipped through his and looking almost innocently elegant with her own natural way. She was going to let him have his fifteen minutes of fame on the red carpet and make sure the cameras made them both look good.]

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[While Augustine did his own socializing, Rip was off doing her own form of it as well. Though once he approached her and bowed, whoever she was talking to was completely forgotten as she faced her beloved date with a smile.]

I vould be delighted to.

[She gracefully took his hand and let him lead the way to the dance floor.]

It really haz.. ve should do zhings like zhis more often.

[Augustine didn't mean to steal all the limelight here but he certainly meant to snatch his lover away from that artless chad she was conversing with. While he isn't exactly green with envy, Augustine has his moments. However, he's discreet about it usually. As discreet as he can be given that he wears his emotions on his sleeves.

Nevertheless, he's thrilled to take her hand and lead her to the dance floor. Rip looks quite splendid in that lovely blue gown of hers. Despite red being his favorite color, Augustine's becoming quite fond of blue.]

Most certainly. [He chuckles.] We ought to spend ever moment of the day looking for an excuse to enjoy ourselves.

[A proper waltz is in order here as the music picks up a little. Augustine is quite aware that Rip is a rather good dancer. The huntress has many skills outside of her love for hunting.]

It's not as if we don't have the time, dear.

[That exquisite gradient design upon Rip's gown certainly wins more ways than one. Augustine personally loves how her dress goes from black into a rather dark sapphire only to flare out as a very tranquil and bright blue. It's a lovely piece, just as lovely as the silver and blue mask she wears. As usual, they're polar opposites to each other but yet they're complimentary at the same time.]

Having fun, love? [Augustine whispers into her ear as they pose upon the red carpet.] I think you've really out done yourself with this dress. I must ask, where did you find it?

[He lovingly nuzzles her cheek against hers, not at all afraid to showcase his affections towards her.]

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[She's startled for a moment, surprised to be pulled out of whatever numb daze she's been caught in, and can only blink at him. After a moment of her mind spinning to catch up with the lyrics, she gives him an amused, but curious look from behind her mask as she slides back into her role.

She's easily led, of course, and graceful as always, but... does he expect her to sing? For once in her life, she's almost sheepish.]

[She nuzzled him back as cameras continued to snap pictures of them. Rip definitely wasn't shying away from being affectionate with Augustine in public. Why would she?]

You vould be surprised at how many people I know can recommend good tailors.

[Personally, she had been thrilled when she found the dress and felt that it would suit her and her dearest Robin perfectly. Even now they were getting compliments on their contrasting outfits.]

I never considered a red carpet event to be fun.. but, I zhink I'm enjoying it. Not bad for a first time.

*Nearby was someone else who'd spent a little more time at this event than she had attended. She'd planned on making some gambling wins, which she did, but she had not intended speaking to others or actually socialising. So Faye was outside in the gardens, enjoying the fresh air as she wandered around and admired the space as she sipped on a glass of champagne.

But she soon realised that these gardens were just too romantic, a place much better suited for couples. Ready to leave before she's found on her own, Faye rounds the corner quickly and ends up standing face to face suddenly with a man who appeared to be playing a game on his phone*

[Was he jealous~? Rip found herself amused by that very fact despite Augustine attempting to be discreet about it. Then again, hiding anything from her could be difficult with how well she knew her lovers.

Rip slipped right into position as the waltz struck up, their bodies close together as she allowed him to take the lead. Dancing was something Rip honestly did enjoy and was good at. One of the many hidden talents the huntress had outside of her love for hunting. It went right along with her love of music and operas.]

Zhat is true, even vith our jobs, ve do haf plenty of free time.. perhaps ve should start utilizing it a bit more to find more fun zhings for us to do togezher.

Good, good. [He comments with a grin once someone else ends up snapping their photo. It seems that Rip's gown is a hit for this posh little masquerade and for good reason.] You're a natural at this, my dear.

Such poise and confidence.

[Augustine truly means that. He was initially worried that Rip wouldn't like all the limelight. After all, she's never been to something as flamboyant as this before. It's a tad overwhelming.]

I truly think all eyes are on us.

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[~~Yes.~~ No, Augustine is far too mature and graceful to be jealous. Right? Right. This is what he tells himself as he purposely snatches his beloved away with such a victorious grin. Yes, gentlemen. She's all his for the evening.]

Depends on the severity of fun we wish to have, love. [He knows quite well just how lewd they can become when they're having fun.] Though, I'm certainly up for whatever kind of fun you want.

[Always a willing participant, definitely. Of course he takes the lead here with this dance, quite eager to show off his skill. Augustine wants to make sure they steal the show.]

Enter Faye, who appears not to have noticed Graverobber in the groups of people standing around tables. She has certainly dressed up for the occasion in a beautiful black evening gown, revealing in a way that was elegant, with a pretty red and black mask to match. Faye takes her seat in between two men, who also appear to have noticed the cut of her dress, again when she crosses her legs to reveal them with the slit up the side. She smiles swetly to the man on her left and touches his arm as the cards are shuffled, "Remind me how to play this game again?"

Food and Drink

Faye arrived later than most, her decision to attend made close to the starting time. She had therefore just slipped in when everything as underway, hoping to go largely unnoticed. Which was maybe possible, but maybe not, considering her elegant choice of black ball gown choice of black ball gown and the pretty decorative red and black mask red and black mask she wore. She had arrived alone, but had clearly gone to some effort with her appearance for the evening. That was half the fun, after all. On arrival, Faye scanned the area to assess the situation, and to find where the champagne was at. Once a bar was located, Faye would make her way immediately there to seek a glass.

Gambling

As far as Faye was concerned, this was the main event. Faye's specialities were poker and black jack, and she had every intention of winning high at both.

Towards the start of the evening, Faye played the innocent sweetheart. She would appear to stumble and be unsure of what was happening, ask about the rules, make seemingly giveaway noises. But Faye knew exactly what she was doing. Frustrating if you're a table playing against her, but probably entertaining to watch.

Later in the evening, Faye couldn't get away with such a performance anymore, so she played like the best of them - sharp, silent, keeping track of the cards with a poker face. It would be interesting to see how things would go with her better rivals. As it was, Faye already had a good stack of cash behind her.

Choose Your Own Adventure

Between gambling games, for a bit of a breather, Faye would grab a glass of champagne and take it towards the gardens with the aim of some peace, quiet, and cool air. As she walked from room to room, that might be the ideal to intercept her and to say hello.

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Arrival

There's a certain noise as a certain blue Police Box appears in the garden part of the event.

A certain Doctor; in peacock mask and dazzling snake suit steps out.

Garden

Ten is spending a bit of time scrolling by himself in the garden this time around. It's not really to do with the Tardis being parked there. It's him. Completely him and how he's changed since he's died.

He can hear the laughter and music from the inside and it feels strange not running over to that, grabbing a banana and having his tie over around his head. He doesn't like this - him.

Sitting on a bench is flopped completely over; it's going to take some time and even then it won't be exactly either.

At some point in the evening, The Doctor will be getting himself lost in the garden maze.

Wildcard

[Maybe your character pulled Ten over for a dance? Maybe he finally got himself to go over there and at least check things out]

She is going through the gardens herself, feeling remarkably strange, the potion still stirring in her stomach. Her nerves are strung taut, like the strings of a guitar, as much as she dislikes the metaphor, but she's finding some distraction in the sensation of cold that graces her bare shoulders and runs prickling fingers up her arms.

She felt it once fleetingly not a few weeks ago, but here, right now, in this fleshy body she hasn't seen for many years, it feels even richer-- as if a part of her is remembering how it was to be young.

The sight of someone else startles her and her fingers fly to her throat where he pulse beats in time with the imaginary heart. But it is, at least, a face she recognizes, even if he might not recognize her.

"Señor." She nods. "It's good to see you again."

She would consider herself a wallflower if she thought of such things. Right now she is standing near some post, trying not to twist her hands nervously in her skirts, feeling so different to look so young again, to be so fleshy after so long. She almost feels like a new person. A different person. And wonders if, tonight, she can be.

The tap on her shoulder startles her and for a second she is about to say no to the tall man that asked her. But changing means change and so she will dance despite her adverse feelings on the matter.

"Si." She lifts her chin. "Why not."

It has been a very long time since she'd drunk anything at a party like this, or had been to a party like this. At least in this capacity. Though she had spent too much on this already, at least a third of her savings, she can't resist going up to the bar and peering at the drinks, the backlighting making the liquor look a little like jewels. She doesn't know what she would like to try or even try first. Fortunately there seems to be someone to help.

"What would you recommend?"

Imelda is sitting on one of the benches, both enjoying and annoyed at the novelty of cold. She is freezing, hands clasped between her knees to keep them warm though that does nothing for her shoulders and the back of her neck. She doesn't know whether it's the potion which makes things so biting or just the young flesh she currently has.

Either way, she can't help but admire the beautiful woman she sees not too far away who makes a pretty picture in the night. Though mostly, what strikes her, is the cloak. It is gorgeous and also seems very warm.

Then she notices the roses and it's difficult to tell whether it is an illusion or not.

"Are you doing that?"

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EVENT- Genessia Masquerade

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A Private Dance for Two

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