~MASQUERADE BALL~

[resonantblue]

Who: Everyone!
Where: The Lobby
When: Day 168, evening

[Good evening, everyone—the lobby has been transformed into a ballroom as foretold by the totally mysterious masquerade invitations going around yesterday!

The lobby has been vacated of most of the furniture, making way for a large dance floor. The walls are decorated with heavy cloth that has been hung and tied to resemble curtains; on the highest point of the back wall is a large, fake clock face with its hands frozen at the midnight hour.

A low fog clings to the dance floor and the color-changing cube lights from FiN's dorm have been set around to cast a slow-but-steady cycle of colors, giving the dance floor an interesting effect and bringing subtle color to the white cloths of the tables off to the side.

Among said tables, along the back wall, is a long buffet table consisting of a wide assortment of food and drinks—punch bowl, appetizers, meals, desserts; fish, red, vegetarian, YOU NAME IT AND IT'S PROBABLY HERE!

In one corner of the ballroom is a "photo booth"—an especially curtained/clocked corner done up for the sake of catching a Very Themed photo with the polaroid camera that's set-up. Thanks for the inspiration, maid cafe.

And in the opposite corner of the ballroom is a small tiered table—the top tier consists of a large cloched cake, and the main tier holds an assortment of wrapped gifts. If you want to drop off your own, there's room! More noticeably is a large, gold statue of a cute winged sheep sitting right by this set-up on the floor. Wowee!

Last, but not least, fancy instrumental music to set the mood for a dance in this masquerade is playing in the background.]

Comments

[rollplayinghouse]

[In her own white outfit]

Are you working?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I'm always working.

[Though he hums thoughtfully at her outfit, intrigued]

Enjoying the change of pace?

[rollplayinghouse]

...It's fun to try, at least.

[Holds our her hand]

Let me steal you away for a bit to dance with me.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He slides down Blue Eyes's side, nailing the landing in spite of the heels before reaching out to take that hand]

I suppose I can allow that.

[rollplayinghouse]

[He has more than a foot of height on her in heels.

She turns to lead him to the dance floor anyway.]

You look nice, too.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Just as keikaku]

Oh really?

You think paladin looks good on me? I don't know if I should take that as a compliment.

[rollplayinghouse]

I think those colors, heels, and form-fitting is a good look on you.

[steps close to put her hand on his waist.]