voyagers | party post } { fool and king, ghoul and ghost

On the evening of the twenty-ninth, the ballroom on the main deck of the boat is decked out in lavish black and gold, thanks to Carol and Sophie, and the assistance of the very strong men they enlisted to help (thank you, boys). It's been a while since Carol has thrown a full out ball, and she liked the chance to stretch her event planning limbs again, even if those attending are mostly the ghost robots in their cater waiter wear.

A soft music is playing over the guests as they enter. As they pass through the threshold, there's a table with simple masks for them to choose from, in case they've forgotten their's. Once they pass through the main archway, they'll find their way to the large dance space where the ghost robot band is sitting, because live music is so much better than a recording, and they actually don't sound half-bad, all things considered. They also take requests, so feel free to tell them that song where you always wondered what it would sound like with a full orchestral backing. There's a large, expansive dance floor in the middle, and you're welcome to get out there and shake your groove thing whenever you see fit.

Tables with food line the far left wall of the room, as well as clusters of tables for the guests to sit when they so choose. There's also an open bar nestled into the far corner, for all your alcoholic needs. There are also plenty of dark corners to slip into, if you don't want anyone to see what you're doing, however the narration suggests watching those dark corners carefully. Rabbit holes lurk in pretty much every shadowed area of the ballroom and while they won't always drop you into a strange location of your choosing, there's a high chance they will. There's probably a high turnover of people arriving back in the ballroom, looking like they've gone five rounds with a bull.

Probably because they have.

The boat seem to want to promote this event as much as possible. While not everyone loves a good ball, some non-attenders may suddenly find themselves in attendance, completely dressed and no idea of how they got there. Trying to leave? Might not go so well either. For some, socializing isn't so much a choice as a punishment, but there are probably plenty of people to help you have a good time.

Or you could go on a trip to Narnia. One never really knows.

[OKAY BALL IS GO sorry I was late getting this up. Rabbit Holes are to be used at your discretion, but if you need suggestions or want me to randomize something for you, just shoot me a PM/private plurk/ping me (

iluvroadrunner6) and I will give you a scenario. Otherwise, mix, mingle and have fun with all the pretty formal wear. o7 Actionspam/prose/whatever floats your boat for this, it was easier to just write up the top part in prose.]

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He tenses a little at the mention of his mother, glancing over at her. He nods slowly. "Yeah, it is." He worries about it constantly, that he'll turn his head and she'll be gone and he'll have to lose her all over again.

He's not sure he could deal with that.

Well, that answers that. Her face softens a bit more in sympathy, before nodding. "She looks good, too. She must really like it here." Or maybe it's just not having the constant threat of vampires hanging over her head. Either way, she seems in her element. It's almost just like being home again.

"She does, I think. I'm glad she can be here." That she gets another chance to be happy. To be alive.

Tyler worries for the day Klaus shows up here, if the Original hybrid might try to take her away from him a second time.

"Me too."

There's an awkward pause for a moment, one hand coming up to idly trace the side of her neck for a moment as she tries to figure out the best way to put this without it sounding completely awkward. That is, until she realized there was no real way to say it without it sounding completely awkward, so she might as well give it her best shot.

"So, uh. How long has it been for you from that, exactly?"

"A little less than a year." So it's still pretty fresh. Sometimes it feels like it always will be, that it's never not going to weigh on him at least a little.

"Oh. Okay. It's just been ... longer, for me. A lot longer." She reaches up to rub the back of her neck awkwardly. "I just know that things got really rough for us ... around then, so if you don't want me to ... "

She pauses.

"If you don't want to see me, you can tell me to go and I really won't ... I'd get it."

"It's fine I mean -- I don't know. I was just getting back to town before I arrived here. We haven't really talked since the break up."

So at least he doesn't know about Klausgate. Probably for the best.

"Oh. Okay."

She exhales slowly, before nodding.

"I haven't seen you in ... a while. I mean, we're not not talking or anything but I was in New York, and I think you were working with werewolves in ... the Rockies or something."

"Huh." He's not sure how to respond to that, honestly. It doesn't surprise him to hear he's working with other wolves though

She nods a bit in agreement. To be honest, she's missed him - she's always missed him. But she knows in some ways that she damaged that relationship beyond repair. So until that changes - and who knows if it ever will - she'll just stay focused on the times she does have him.

Even if there are crazy timeline shenanigans afoot.

"I think it's really good, though. You always did like working with packs."

"Yeah, I have." It's part of what kept him sane when he was on the run all those times, finding packs to work with. He still even now feels more wolf than vampire -- he probably always would.

As far as Caroline is concerned, that's probably a good thing. His werewolf side was always better for him. It was the vampire side that makes things complicated. But that leaves Caroline with not much else to talk about.

"So. I should let you ... get back to the party. I'm sure your mom probably wants to do whatever she does at these things."

"Probably. You know her, she lives for these things." Or she did. She does here. He supposes that's what matter.

There's an awkward pause and then.

"We'll talk later, okay?"

They were friends once, he'd like to get at least that much back, if nothing else.

The offer to talk later makes her brighten a bit, because yes. Talking is good. Catching up is good. If anything she wants things to be okay between them, for everyone else's sake if nothing else.

"Yeah. That'd be good."

"I'll see you around, Care."

And with that he'll go looking for his mom.

party post } { fool and king, ghoul and ghost

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