Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 8:33 pm Post subject: A Celebration [Ball]
**The full orchestra can be heard inside the Grande Ballroom and out into the main hall. As one might step into the room, it is already full of lesser nobles who chose to arrive early. The decor is rich with the Aegis colors of purples and gold.
Round tables, adorned with lace table clothes sit around the edge, coupled with matching chairs. In the center of each table is a grand floral display. Neatly set on the table is a complimentary jug of water with ice. Cutlery is prepared with upturned glasses and folded napkins.
A seperate long table is clearly for the Guest of Honor and Royalty.
Naturally, guards are dotted about everywhere, alert and prepared for the evening.** _________________ "Storyline is like a rollercoster. Just sit back and enjoy the ride...and hope you don't fall out."
~arrives at the ball and looks quietly around the room, feeling out of place. Her dress is a deep sea green, loose fitting and flowing with accents of tiny pearls along the collar and waistline, elegant in its simplicity. Her long hair is down, with strings of very tiny pearls braided in at intervals. Taking a deep breath, she moves off to the side of the room to wait for others she is friendly with to arrive~ _________________
(Leto had travelled ahead of Kharne to the ball. It was perhaps the first time he had worn an outfit so formal. He was in his best outfit - smart, dark trousers, with a clean white shirt - plain, but most definately formal. He looked and felt somewhat sheepish as he entered, as he was most definately not accustomed to such formality. Taking a quick scan of the room, he doesn't pick out anyone familiar. On his second look, he picked out Amarra, wearing her beautiful dress. He walked over - though his pace was much faster than ettiquette would have preferred.)
"Greetings Duchess. I'm very relieved I wasn't the first to arrive - i've never been to one of these formal events before." _________________ Dream as if you will live forever
Live as if you will die tomorrow
[Had travelled on horseback from Draco for this occasion. He was wearing smart military unform. Black studded leather with silver studs, coupled with a black matching cloak. His hair was swept back neatly.
Walking into the Main Hall, he nods respectfully to the guards on duty. Standing at the entrance to the Grand Ballroom, he glances around to see who was already there.
Takes her hand and brushes it across his lips, his eyes not moving from Amarra's
"Duchess, may I say it is always a pleasure to be in your company. You look wonderful this evening."
Gently lets go of her hand and turns to Leto.
"I don't believe I know much about you, Sir. My mother must find you trustworthy to have given the position of Duke. Although, I am curious as to what you must have done to earn her trust."
// pulls up out in front of the palace in a small carraige, he jumps out, his boots dusty from his work earlier, and his clothes his usual plain brown leathers. The only difference that can be seen in the gold tracing around the edges of his eyepatch.//
Gods I hope they have somethin decent to drink in there...
// he enters the hall , avoiding the herald as they ask who to announce and heading straight for the bar.//
~her cheeks color slightly, and she's glad the conversation is turned back to Leto so she doesn't have to respond, as she's sure she would be stammering. Out of the corner of her eye she notices Wulfgang enter the room and nods a greeting, recognizing him from his aid in Draco~ _________________
(He pondered Jared's question before answering - after all, it had been a whirlwind appointment.)
"Honestly, i'm not sure myself. I was here as support and as a witness to the removal of Duke Taris. I'm also temporarily assisting headmistress Mashal in Draco. Other than that, I have tried to integrate myself into the fold as it were, and the Queen asked me to assist Kharne in whatever way I could. I have done so, and hope to continue to do so for the forseeable future." _________________ Dream as if you will live forever
Live as if you will die tomorrow
{{Looks to her twin brother Xavier and nods as they approach the loud Ballroom. Her arm is looped in his. She speaks to him in Mind Link per usual.}}
"Your style surpasses you, brother. We look better than everyone here." _________________ Just because we are four, does not mean we are not watching you.
** nods, his own dress similar to his father's usual attire, though in deep shades of purple trimmed in gold rather than blue with silver. At his side is his ever-present wooden sword.**
ML: " Yes dear sister, we do make a splendid pair..but we really must be careful, people are starting to talk and suggest things that are rather distatsteful...like we're Kharne's children or something."
** looks about the room, spotting Jared and leading Claudia that way.**
Let us say hello to our dear half brother shall we? _________________ We are not amused....
{{ Arrives at the ball in his carriage, the conveyance pulled, not by horses, but by a team of six winter winterwolves with fur the color of new snow. He disembarks the carriage dressed in a black velvet tunic trimmed in silver, bearing the crest of House Carthallion, his heavy white fur cloak draped over his shoulders and the ever-present Angelfire belted at hsi waist. He enters the hall, waving the herald off as he passes and moving to a table near to the entrance.}}
OOC: Ash is older now, so he will not be easily recognised.
[Ignores the herald, as he walks casually into the room. His black suit is coupled by a black cloak. For once, his black hair is slicked back. Taking in the scene before him, he begins to mingle amongst the other nobles.]
~smiles at Jared's comment about joviality, but she can't help but be a little worried. Gatherings of Aegis nobles almost always seem to end in near disaster, or worse. She notes the twins' approach and smiles to them, offering the pair a polite curtsy, then drops a deeper curtsy as Lord Jaric enters the room, then turns to Wulfgang~
I'm sure there's something to your liking around here somewhere, though from what little I've seen of your Auroran... beverages, they may be a little sedate for you. _________________
Stands at the top of the stairs, allowing the heralds to play their fanfare.
She was wearing a velvet red gown, trimmed in gold embriodery. It was long sleaved, yet held a flattering neckline. Her earings and necklace were that of matching diamonds. This evening she wore her auburn hair up, held almost effortlessly by a diamond filled tiara.
After their announcement, she smiles sweetly to those who might be glancing upwards. Slowly with elegance, she begins to make her decent. _________________
~A small, elegant caleche arrives, Ralean stepping down from it. he is dressed simply in white and blue, the purple rose in his belt. his family blade rests at his hip, opposite the shadowdagger, which is secured tightly. his left arm is in a sling, and bandages are around his chest under his clothing. his long black hair is pulled back simply, and he smiles to the driver as he steps through the gates and makes his way to the main room.
he enters slowly, also taking pains to avoid the herald, and enters just as the queen begins descending the stairs. he moves around the edges of the room, and upon spotting Wulfgang and Jared, makes his way towards them with a slight smile. "good evening, everyone" he glances up and looks around, slightly troubled. "Has Jaric arrived yet?"~ _________________ "Failure is not in my eyes, but in the eyes of others. Where they see me fall, I see myself learning to stand." -PTRB
~~Gil steps off the carriage after Ralean, brushing himself off and getsuring the driver on, flipping him a coin. he wqalks brisnkly after Ralean. he is wearing his usual long white coat. a new one, now, and a white top hat. under his coat are his blades, plus Anthony's weapon now, in remembrance of his fallen brother. he walks in with Ral, keeping a wary eye trained on all the people as he follows him~~ _________________ I don't mean to point any fingers but....It was all Ralean's fault!!
~It comes down to nothing more than apathy.~
(After watching the fanfare, and the arrival of the Queen, he looked around the room, surveying all the nobles in attendance. He addressed Amarra.)
"I don't want to sound like the harbinger of doom, but wasn't there some sort of 'incident', the last time a gathering like this was held?" _________________ Dream as if you will live forever
Live as if you will die tomorrow
*Makes her way into the ballroom, slipping the attention of the herald. Her dress is modest but appropriate for the occassion. Victoria looks around the room slowly, watching the dancers who had begin to form on the dance flooor. She walks to the side of the room, mingling in with the crowd. Something gains her attention, and she glances at Ralean*
((OOC, Angel's attire for the evening.Sorry the pic is so big, that was unavoidable))
The carriage finally comes to a halt outside of the palace. Angel had kept her hands clasped through out the journey, part from cold, and part from sheer nerves. She wasn't entirely comfortable with the attention she was about to recieve. Head held high, she allowed herself to be helped down. Her hand moved to her gown, to hold it up out of the way. She feared it might get dirty.
Moving towards the main doors, her heart beating a mile a minute, she muttered "I guess its now or never, Kinsen".
Finally she steps into the Grand Ballroom. Angel tries not to blink as the heralds shout her name and play what she deemed a rediculous tune. Aware of everyone's possible glances, she gives a polite nod to the room with a small smile. _________________ Can I interest you in redemption? No? Then we'll have to do this the hard way...
~Ral grins at jared, laughing slightly. "Much has happened." he glances to the sling, and then back to Giligian. "i have quite a story to tell, in fact, if you will allow us a moment to speak to jaric, we will come back to enjoy your company." he offers a quick salute to jared and nods pleasantly to the others, making his way towards Jaric's form in the corener, gesturing for Gil to follow...~ _________________ "Failure is not in my eyes, but in the eyes of others. Where they see me fall, I see myself learning to stand." -PTRB
~~Gil stands slightly away from everyone, glancing around the room with the casual air of someone used to observing others while remaining nondescript. as Ralean begins to speak, he moves in after him, smiling and bowing slightly to everyone "good evening as well, everyone. tis a pleasure to see such faces again, and to see everyone looking so..impeccable." he grins, stepping back once again as Ral speaks, looking around casuually for something to eat. he begins to move towards a table, but, catching ral's movement, turns to follow. Jaric? why were they going to talk to jaric??~~ _________________ I don't mean to point any fingers but....It was all Ralean's fault!!
~It comes down to nothing more than apathy.~
Nods to Amarra and walks towards her. She was about to say something when Angel's announcement was made. She stood and stared for a few moments. Turning to Amarra with a hiss, she whispers.
"How did she manage to afford those jewels? That gown..its too nice for her, why am I not wearing it???"
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