THE BALL

[mouselikeyoda.livejournal.com]

[Today is the day of the ball, and as such the entry to the Grand Ball Room is wide open, a sound of music echoing through the halls. Not too far away are signs pointing to the general area, intended to help those who are new as well as remind those who are interested.

The room itself seems incredibly clean, thanks to a few enchanted brooms, some of which are still there to clean up any messes from the food. Speaking of food, there is a large table with many delicious meals to choose from, from classy foods to simpler snacks such as chips and even a bit of treats for the children and others who enjoy sweets. And of course, beverages are present, such as punch, water, soft drinks, and even a bit of wine for the adults. Off to the side is an ice box, which may in fact contain sea salt ice cream.

Similar to the last ball, there is a comfortable area set off to the side for those who would rather relax, maybe take a break from dancing. It consists of comfortable chairs and couches for the guests, and even smaller tables for beverages.

Of course, the main attraction is the dance floor itself, which is dimly lit by a chandelier and the occasional candles here and there. The aforementioned music at the moment is classical, a sort of waltz and seems to be coming from no apparent source-- but one may notice somewhere in the ball room that Mickey himself is present, dressed not only in proper masquerade attire, but also with a familiar hat.

Anyone is welcome to enjoy the ball. However, if trouble should arise Mickey does have a Keyblade and would be more than willing to intervene; this is meant for enjoyment, not violence.]

Comments

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[yes, that too. the blood thing would definitely bother him.]

Oh. Not much. Or actually, too much, but. You know.

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

[Oh, you learn to love it.]

Been there, done that.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[the withdrawal would bother him.]

You're hundreds of years old, what haven't you done?

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

[It is rather nasty. The blood eats at your inner organs, and you become crazy. BUT THAT'S ONLY SIDE EFFECTS!]

Hm... well the obvious one, is have a life mate. Or be a soldier.. or.. cause a war, yet. See, there's a lot of things I haven't done.

[Soft smile.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[yeah, because he really needs more possible reasons to go crazy.]

I don't think you should start a war, that's not very nice.

brb.

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

[Hm, sounds like a good decision.]

Oh but I heard it's fun.

ok~

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[frowns.]

But it's bad.

back :)

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

Would you like to join my army?

[By now, Roxas should see that he's just full of shit.]

:D

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[Roxas isn't the sharpest tool in the shed, and there's just something about Axels that always seems to get to him, but yes, he's starting to realize that Axel may in fact be kidding.]

...that's not funny.

supp.

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

Oh, but it was humorous to me.

[May he twirl Roxas?]

But hey, maybe I shouldn't kid about such serious situations.

oh you know just some insomnia.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[yes, he may.]

You shouldn't.

sounds fun D:

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

[So he does!]

But that's the best kind of amusement.

it can be if done correctly. XD

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[wiee-- I mean. manly sound of joy!]

If you say so.

oh yeah.

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

[That was very manly, continues being graceful and light and stuff.]

You're a pretty good dancer.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[showoff.]

Not compared to you.

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

[Only slightly. But isn't Roxas having a nice time?]

When you live a long time, you can perfect things.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[a great time.]

I guess. Namine says that I'm a quick learner.

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

She's right.

[how long have they been dancing.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[idk but I'm sure Roxas is getting tired.]

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

[well we can say the song ended.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[and Roxas stops dancing, seeming just a little out of breath. those couches looks very comfortable right about now.]

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

[Axel stops with him, not exactly out of breath himself. But, he could go for a sit.]

Hm, may I usher you to the sitting area, or is that pushing it to far.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[smiles.]

How would that be "pushing it"?

[but yes, he may.]

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

I don't know, Namine might come after me with a color pencil or something, y'know?

[smiles, then leads the way!]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[snorts.]

Pencil? No, but a mean fire spell, maybe.

[follows!]