Event | Masquerade Ball

[redlightgreenlight]

Characters: All
Date: The Evening of October 30th
Location: The Courtyard of Public Opinion
Situation: Valdis and 'Rue' have put together an All Hallows Eve Masquerade Ball.
Warnings/Rating: None

The day has finally arrived and the morning and afternoon are spent putting together what will be the scene of the Masquerade Ball at the Courtyard of Public Opinion. Kedan can be seen coming and going, carrying in decorations and lights and later on, various foods and desserts. Valdis, and Rue can occasionally be glimpsed directing people and moving things around, but anyone not a part of the setup will be ushered on and discouraged from lingering.

As night falls, the Courtyard will be brightly lit and ready for guests...

Comments

[lasergrenades]

The ebbs and flows of Foreigners certainly seemed to cause a lot of upset, that was for sure.

"Sure!" Pepper could probably find the Guild herself, but it's a nice offer. "If I decide to start a business," she adds, taking a prim sip of her drink.

As if she hasn't already.

[denyamenti]

He doesn't doubt that she could, but he prefers things that get him out of the dojo for interest's sake. "If you do," he agreed, eyes gleaming with amusement as he sipped his liquor. "How's your drink?"

[lasergrenades]

"It's good! It reminds me of the sparkling cider we have at Thanksgiving and Christmas," Pepper says, bubbly as her drink. "Except... less apple and more..." She takes another investigative sip. "Strawberry-like, or whatever tastes kind of like strawberries around here. I haven't mapped all the fruits and vegetables to their Earth-equivalents yet."

Yes, she keeps mental files of the food, too.

"There's probably not enough of that," she says wryly, gesturing to his drink, "to convince you to dance, is there?"

It's not meant to be a serious indication of intent to drag him into the dancing floor; being even this far out of his element by coming to the masque was probably enough for the evening.

[denyamenti]

Just another reason to take her grocery shopping before the fresh produce stands closed until the spring.

"I'll have to save some of the good stuff for after your birthday," he smiled. "As for dancing, I wasn't lying when I said I didn't know how. I saw you earlier, though. You were doing all right."

[lasergrenades]

All the shopping. All of it.

"You'll have to be the judge of what counts as 'the good stuff'; I probably can't tell box wine from whiskey at this point."

Okay, she definitely could, because she knows basic differences like color and smell, but Pepper has very limited experience with alcohol. She's willing to change that, however.

"Solomon and his shadows are pretty good teachers," Pepper replies, returning the smile. "And the waltz is actually pretty simple, as it turns out. I learn best by doing."