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Favrielle nó Eglantine ([personal profile] flawedgoods) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2012-12-18 07:51 pm

[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!]
memoriesinsmoke: (burnt out)

[personal profile] memoriesinsmoke 2013-01-20 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

[...]

I miss reading Kate's stuff. And talking with Abe. [Even if Abe had been distant for a while, and even if she wasn't always interested in reading Kate's works, well... things you take for granted, and all that.]

I wish we could have had something like this back at the Bureau with everybody. Before everything happened. [When the Good Old Days were still happening, and when the world wasn't going to hell.]
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[personal profile] histruename 2013-01-25 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Hellboy falls silent again, taking a slow drag off his cigarette and watching the lanterns drift across the water in listless patterns. Above it all, the sunrise turns the sky red, and an old saying plays through the back of his mind. Sailors take warning.

The Bureau never really had much excuse for a party. They had their humble gatherings... cheesy birthday parties, movie nights, trying out local restaurants in countless different countries, and bar crawls after cases both good and bad. Looking back on it, they had a good thing going. Most of the time it was hard getting everyone together, with one or more of them getting shipped off to wherever in the world at any given time, but when they were together, they were nothing short of a family. Simple as that. No need for fancy parties.]


Something fancy like this? Nah. Think I'm all right with not wearing a suit any more than I have to.

[The corner of his mouth ticks up in a wry smile. Sure, it's evading what's really on his mind, but joking around is easier than talking about it.]