party post } { fool and king, ghoul and ghost

[mayoralty]

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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Usagi Tsukino }

[odangos]

[Usagi feels like a princess all dressed up like this. Okay, so technically she is a princess but that's more of a Serenity thing and she tries not to think about that too much. How many events like this she must of went to back during the Silver Millennium. It was a different life.

One that isn't and is hers all the same.

But in the meantime she's rather excited for the party. She rarely gets to go to things this fancy and grown up. She can be seen all over the place -- eating as much food as she can, drinking what she's pretty sure is punch and occasionally out on the dance floor with her boyfriend as well.

She hasn't made a lot of friends here yet but maybe something like this is just the thing she needs to change that.]

[zorro]

[ out on the dance floor, it's as if they've stepped back in time a couple thousand years; back when the earth was as it was before it was forced to start all over again. there are denizens of the silver millennium twirling around them in place of their fellow ship-dwellers as they dance a complicated waltz like it's the easiest thing in the world. they go from slightly out of place teenagers to master dancers at the drop of a hat, muscle memory from lives previously lived taking over and guiding their steps.

mamoru lips hover near her ear as he asks: ] Where's Luna?

[odangos]

[Usagi was mostly lost in how nice this feels -- dancing with him like this comes with an ease that she's never rightfully earned. She wonders briefly how many times they've danced before and simply can't remember it.

At the question she shrugs her shoulders lightly.]

Probably keeping to herself, there's too many people around for someone to us talking to her.

[Not that they're good at hiding that anyway.]

[zorro]

That didn't stop you before.

[ he grins down at her after pulling back some, recalling that fateful bus ride where she learned his name and he overheard luna talking. ]

[odangos]

[Usagi merely smiles at that.]

I wasn't thinking then.

[For a super hero the secret identity part of the gig has never been her strong point -- it's not in her nature to hide things from people most of the time.]

[zorro]

You've gotten better at that.

[ coming from anyone else that might sound condescending, but it was a full-fledged compliment coming from mamoru. she did learn to think, whether it was something she grew into or remembered how to do when she remembered who she used to be. ]

We may have to start thinking again soon.

[ his timing sucks, but his honesty is a constant. he knows better than to wait for a better time to speak up with the unexpected could strike at any moment. he'd rather her be ready to strike than be taken by surprise by it. whatever it is that has him feeling antsy and out sorts. ]

[odangos]

[Usagi lets out a small sigh at that. She's not surprised -- not really. She knows there's always something else out there, any peace they find is temporary. It was nice to think maybe things might be different here but she's not surprised to find out they aren't]

Why?

[He's clearly picked up on something she hasn't -- but he's always been intuned to things she can't see.]

[waitress]

[ there's a white dress and somebody running on a dusty surface of fine, white sand unlike anything she's ever seen before— the thought isn't hers, and it takes her by surprise. sookie hadn't meant to pry, but sometimes people's minds reach out and invade hers without her permission. this is one of those times. she whirls around to face the bun-headed blonde, trying to make sense of whatever the hell that was she just saw. ]

[odangos]

[There's something about the formality of the evening that gives Usagi deja vu, gives her bits and pieces of a past life that she'll never be able to totally feel is her own. Which means she's rather distracted and when Sookie turns she sort of...walks into her. Whoops.]

Sorry

[waitress]

Oh, no. It's totally not your fault.

[ well. it was. sort of. but people couldn't really be faulted for taking a telepath by surprise now, could they? especially a telepath who just looked like a sweet, unsuspecting southern bell. there was a time when she thought hollywood was misrepresenting those with her abilities, but after seeing some of the other faeries in hot wings... now it just seemed like the only part they got wrong as not making them fae in some way. ]

I tend to bump into things when there's not a tray in my hand. Honestly, it's a wonder I haven't had to buy a dozen orders I've dropped on the floor. Get me in a kitchen and I'm like a ballerina up on a stage. Put me out in the real world and Jesus needs to come and take that wheel.

[odangos]

[Usagi's good at walking into people in general, honestly. She can have her head in the clouds, sometimes. But at least this girl doesn't seem bothered by it. She giggles a little at the words, nodding a little.]

My friends always give me a hard time about being a klutz or not watching where I'm going.

[She's been known to walk into traffic, it's a problem.]

[waitress]

[ she sees one of those traffic incidents and grimaces. usagi. honey. ]

I can see how that would be problem. [ whoops. she's doing the mindreading thing again. sorry?? ]

[odangos]

[She totally...doesn't realize Sookie's doing that. So she simply smiles.]

I'm Usagi.

oh god i hope this is OK feel free to crit & correct :3

[fulmen]

[ oh she's late, she's so very late! it's so unlike her, but the rabbit hole had snatched her up almost immediately -- she's just spent a little more time than she would have liked, well, trying to ice skate without the skates. it had been a pretty scene at least!

so when makoto finally stumbles backward into the room again, she's out of breath already. her hair glistens with snowflakes that are quickly melting away. it takes her a few moments to register that she's really back, and her eyes blink wide and slow as she takes in the scene before her.

and even with the little whirlwind she's just experienced, the image of happy people all dressed up around her makes makoto smile wide. ]

I made it!

[ her hand shoots up in a little wave, before wringing around the back of her neck anxiously. she feels so bad being late, but she'd had a dress and mask to make! it's not her fault! oh and also the impromptu ice skating... ]

Uhh, I hope I didn't miss much.

this is great

[odangos]

[Usagi had been picking at some of the food when she heard a very familiar voice. Though it's been nice having Luna and Mamoru here with her, she's missed her friends dearly. So the food drops from her hand and onto the floor as she turns to maker way towards her friend.]

Mako-chan!

[Before the taller girl can argue or protest she is being tightly hugged by one very happy girl.]

Not at all, I'm just glad you're here now!

[fulmen]

Me too! What a relief-- it's like a dream...

[ mako bends a bit to make the embrace more comfortable for usagi (and herself!) and squeezes tight, the need to relish the moment taking over. when she pulls away, mako adjusts the mask to show her face so she can get a better look around. }

[odangos]

It is. [Usagi smiles brightly, pulling away from her friend. She's been trying to think of this place as a little vacation -- despite both Mamoru and Luna's lectures on why she shouldn't. So far nothing bad has really happened.

It's been kind of nice, for a change.]

Did you just get here? [At least they gave her something to wear -- that dress is beautiful. It looks like one of her own designs, they're always so pretty.]

[fulmen]

Mhm. [ she nods, but it's not the whole truth. ]

I thought it was a dream at first. This dress, these decorations? [ it's almost too good to be true! ] What's going on here anyway, Usagi-chan?

[odangos]

We're stuck here -- but it doesn't seem to be any sort of enemy. Mamo-chan and Luna haven't picked up anything malicious yet, though Luna says I shouldn't let that get my guard down.

[banishment]

[ her hair was so yellow. forgive the staring, usagi, but zuko has never quite seen hair like yours before. it's not the style (he's seen more elaborate, tbh) so much as the color. people didn't have hair that color where he was from. shades of black and brown, sometimes white if you were born under the right conditions for it, but never yellow. ]

[odangos]

[Okayyyy, the staring is a little weird. But Usagi is luckily a mostly friendly thing so she just waves a little awkwardly over at him.]

Hi?

[banishment]

[ he flinches visibly upon being snapped out of his curious daze, bumping into the table behind him. if usagi's paying attention, she'll notice the candles that are lit in the room coincidentally flared up for the briefest of seconds as he flinched. ]

Sorry! Sorry.

[odangos]

[She does notice the candles flicker for a moment. Weird. But there's all sorts of people here, aren't there? Some with abilities she's never seen before -- she even met an Angel the other day.]

It's fine! You don't need to apologize.

[He didn't really do anything wrong.]

[banishment]

[ he was staring at her hair. that was rude and intrusive and something that could've been easily misinterpreted for something else. of course he was going to apologize. ]

People don't have hair like yours where I'm from. The color, I mean. We have yellow eyes, [ like his own golden pair ] but not hair.

[odangos]

Really? [That's so interesting!!]

I've never heard of a world without blondes before.