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tushanshu_logs2012-12-18 07:51 pm
flawedgoods) wrote in tushanshu_logs2012-12-18 07:51 pm
Entry tags:
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † agent carolina,
- † agent connecticut,
- † agent north dakota,
- † agent york,
- † annabeth chase,
- † ariadne,
- † arthur,
- † asami sato,
- † assorted characters,
- † bruce wayne,
- † bucky barnes,
- † cassandra cain,
- † charles xavier,
- † clark kent,
- † damian wayne,
- † death the kid,
- † dick grayson,
- † dick grayson (comics),
- † dorian gray,
- † eddie rigs,
- † elena fisher,
- † elizabeth sherman,
- † favrielle nó eglantine,
- † garrett hawke,
- † hellboy,
- † jason todd,
- † kara thrace,
- † kara zor-el,
- † kon-el,
- † kurt wagner,
- † lina inverse,
- † logan howlett,
- † lois lane,
- † miranda lawson,
- † molly carpenter,
- † namorita prentiss,
- † natasha romanoff,
- † nathan drake,
- † olivia dunham,
- † ororo munroe,
- † peggy carter,
- † pepper potts (mcu),
- † peter parker (animated),
- † rikki barnes,
- † santo vaccarro,
- † sir mandorallen,
- † stephanie brown,
- † stephanie plum,
- † steve rogers,
- † terrance ward,
- † tommy shepherd,
- † tony stark (mcu),
- † victor borkowski,
- † wally west
[OPEN] Midwinter Masquerade
Characters: EVERYONE
Date: Forward-dated to Friday, December 21st
Location: Water Sector
Situation: Midwinter Masquerade!
Warnings/Rating: None in the entry, please tag your threads accordingly.
It's well into the evening of the Longest Night when guests begin to arrive at the Midwinter Masquerade. The building where it is held, a large and elegant building, sits in the Water sector at the edge of a canal, allowing attendees to arrive by foot, boat, and bicycle drawn carts.
Upon approaching the main entrance, guests are greeted by kedan servers who have been contracted for the event. Dressed in white and silver as Winter spirits and snowy creatures, they greet the guests, stow away their coats, cloaks, and other outerwear, and bid them Joy on the Longest Night.
The theme of their costumes becomes quickly apparent upon entering the main room, for Favrielle has put all of her designing genius toward transforming the it into a wintery palace. Pale white drapes hang over the walls of the room and beneath the ceiling, accented with silvery ribbons to simulate icicles. Indeed, most things in the hall are in whites and silvers. The tables are adorned in white table cloths, and matching napkins hold polished silverware within, tied shut with ribbon.
A set of musicians sit to the side of the dance floor, playing quietly as the guests arrive. The stringed instruments produce sweet sounds of a more classical style that adds to the formality of the occasion and sets the mood for the evening. Indeed, it does little more than that for the first part of the evening, by Favrielle's reckoning, is best spent enjoying the arrival of those in costume. After all, with so many masked it's as much an entertainment to see who is dressed in what, as it is to try and guess their identity.
The more observant or socially networked individual might also notice that while most guests are indeed foreigners, there are a few kedan in attendance as well. Invited by Favrielle herself, these kedan are for the most part friends and associates from their shared industry, as well as some few acquaintances she's made in the Fire sector's red light district. In the tradition of the Night Court however, it is not a night of business dealings, even those from the latter group.
As for the hostess herself, she enters only when it seems as if most other guests are present...
[ooc: Due to RL stuff this is going up early! This should give everyone more time to tag in. The pageant beginning will go up now, however the end will go up on the 21st as planned!]
Date: Forward-dated to Friday, December 21st
Location: Water Sector
Situation: Midwinter Masquerade!
Warnings/Rating: None in the entry, please tag your threads accordingly.
It's well into the evening of the Longest Night when guests begin to arrive at the Midwinter Masquerade. The building where it is held, a large and elegant building, sits in the Water sector at the edge of a canal, allowing attendees to arrive by foot, boat, and bicycle drawn carts.
Upon approaching the main entrance, guests are greeted by kedan servers who have been contracted for the event. Dressed in white and silver as Winter spirits and snowy creatures, they greet the guests, stow away their coats, cloaks, and other outerwear, and bid them Joy on the Longest Night.
The theme of their costumes becomes quickly apparent upon entering the main room, for Favrielle has put all of her designing genius toward transforming the it into a wintery palace. Pale white drapes hang over the walls of the room and beneath the ceiling, accented with silvery ribbons to simulate icicles. Indeed, most things in the hall are in whites and silvers. The tables are adorned in white table cloths, and matching napkins hold polished silverware within, tied shut with ribbon.
A set of musicians sit to the side of the dance floor, playing quietly as the guests arrive. The stringed instruments produce sweet sounds of a more classical style that adds to the formality of the occasion and sets the mood for the evening. Indeed, it does little more than that for the first part of the evening, by Favrielle's reckoning, is best spent enjoying the arrival of those in costume. After all, with so many masked it's as much an entertainment to see who is dressed in what, as it is to try and guess their identity.
The more observant or socially networked individual might also notice that while most guests are indeed foreigners, there are a few kedan in attendance as well. Invited by Favrielle herself, these kedan are for the most part friends and associates from their shared industry, as well as some few acquaintances she's made in the Fire sector's red light district. In the tradition of the Night Court however, it is not a night of business dealings, even those from the latter group.
As for the hostess herself, she enters only when it seems as if most other guests are present...
[ooc: Due to RL stuff this is going up early! This should give everyone more time to tag in. The pageant beginning will go up now, however the end will go up on the 21st as planned!]
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Which was partly her motivation for going to talk to him, since he won't have to pour on the Bruce Wayne charm around her, as long as no one else is paying attention. She isn't really sure what the rest of her motivation is, but it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Standing next to him now, having waited until he wasn't busy with anyone else, she's starting to doubt her judgement of what consitutes a good idea.
Unfortunately she can't exactly walk away without feeling a) ridiculous and b) like a wimp, so she just decides to suck it up.]
Would it be weird if I asked you to dance?
[Her attention is mostly on the dance floor, watching everyone else enjoy themselves (and thereby avoiding looking at Bruce), but she does cast a brief glance his way, her expression something between wry and awkward]
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But on a positive note-- when has this family ever cared about awkward?]
Less than you might think.
[His tone is so completely wry.]
But if you'd rather-- [he lifts his glass, it's mostly empty. a nice cover for them to leave the dance floor and head for the banquet if she's of a mind to talk.]
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Anyway, she's taking that wry tone as a challenge.]
I'll take the dance, if you don't mind.
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He holds out a hand to her, all propriety. Because Wayne family reasons.]
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At least I don't have to worry about you stepping on my toes.
[seriously, someone needs to teach the boys here how to dance]
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[And so, he leads her out onto the floor and takes up a stance for the waltz.]
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Have you danced with Cass yet?
[There's a silent if you haven't yet, you better be planning to there, because she knows Cass would want to dance with Bruce.]
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No.
[Not yet, his tone suggests. Do you really think he wouldn't, Steph, really.
Wait, don't answer that.]
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But she knows him well enough to pick up on the suggestion.]
If anyone can get you to actually enjoy yourself, she can.
[She's not sure if it's a Cass thing, or a daughters thing. Maybe both.]
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[Phasers set for maximum charm, here, and he smiles winningly at her.]
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Bruce has never smiled at her like that before, and it's weird]
Alfred was always the better actor, anyway.
[Not really, but why give up an opportunity to make fun of Bruce?]
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Don't let him hear you say that. His ego about the stage always has been rather insufferable.
[It's said flippantly, but the fact of the matter is Alfred is his almost!dad and Bruce...
It's evident by the fondness of his tone just how much he cares about the man.]
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[This is a Fact and she'll fight anyone who disagrees, even if it's clear that Bruce wouldn't.]
You're probably just jealous.
[That is exactly it.]
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[A bit of a lofty tone there. Because rly, Steph. Pls.]
Jealousy is hardly a factor.
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[Noo..ooo...]
You tell yourself that if it helps you sleep at night.
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Has anyone ever told you you're a harsh mistress?
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Tim might've mentioned it once or twice.
[Oh god help what has she gotten herself into]
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Are you certain that's something you really want to be telling the boy's father?
[EYEBROW RAISE come on steph it's not like Bruce doesn't know you and Tim never did more than hold hands please don't ask him how he knows that.]
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[She would kanyeshrug if they weren't dancing.
Sometimes they kissed!!!!]
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And despite that flippancy, there's something in her tone that suggests just how well she took being disliked by her boyfriend's father, what it meant to her. The more he's learned about Stephanie here, the more he's realized--]
Stephanie.
[And that's Bruce, sans playboy overtures. His voice is quiet, but firm. Not angry.]
I don't hate you at all.
[And he means that.]
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Which makes his actual reply even more surprising, and he gets treated to a brief deer-in-the-headlights look from Steph, her grip tightening in his hand, on his shoulder, as she tries not to stumble.
She manages, but probably only because Bruce is a good dancer.]
I don't-- [she closes her mouth, frowning at him almost in indignation now that the shock has passed, as if she's annoyed at him for surprising her.] You're not allowed to do that.
[by "that" she means "be nice to her", apparently, because she doesn't know what to do with how it makes her feel.]
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I'm sorry?
[Not an actual apology so much as a 'are you sure that's how you want to react to that when we have people watching us?']
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For a while she doesn't say anything, looking anywhere but at Bruce's face so she can avoid meeting his gaze, even accidentally.
Eventually she manages to regain some composure, though she still doesn't look up]
I swear you do this just to get me to shut up.
[Considering that almost every time Bruce has been genuinely nice to her, it's left her flustered and speechless.]
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[Also: he gives her a slight twirl.]
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Because they totally do; Steph's expression softens a little]
I'm never ridiculous. And now I know your methods, you won't catch me off guard again.
[With... niceness...
Okay]
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