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

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

*well that's okay!*

Oh, well I love studying! It's just... there's nothing else to do.

*someone hasn't explored very much*

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[pulls her a little closer, gently taking back the lead.]

Really? I'd be willing to show you the stuff I like to do .. Only if you want to though, I mean.

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

*beams*

I'd love to! What kinds of things are there to do? All I've really seen is the library, the kitchen... and the closets.

*laughs*

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

Well, I like to go swimming in the beach room .. There's a room that has all sorts of different types of music to listen to .. Really, if there's something you want to do, there's probably a room to do it in.

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

Are you kidding me? I love to swim! Back home, I had a swimming pool. It was the best. I wanna go swimming!

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

Right now, you mean? We've only just started dancing!

[he's teasing her a little bit, there.]

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

Well, I am wearing my swimsuit under this dress.

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

... Really?

Well, alright, if you want to go swimming, we can.

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

*bursts out laughing*

You goof, I'm not really!

*hugs you close*

But I would like to, sometime.

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

Hey, that was mean! Tease.

[but he just grins, and holds her close in return, burying his nose in her hair.]

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

*smiles and rests her head on your shoulder -- this feels very natural and good*

... yeah, well you smell like raspberries.

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[laughs a little -- he's hardly even dancing anymore, just holding her close.]

Thanks.

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

*nuzzles your shoulder just a little bit*

... don't mention it.

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[Sora's getting lost in their own little world; his feet aren't even moving anymore, and he doesn't notice when he gets bumped by a passerby. he's only interested in who's in his arms.]

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

*she notices and considers the merits of letting Sora know that they're not moving anymore, but the gentle sway is plenty nice, and she feels warm and light and very much like a Princess*

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[it's the music stopping that breaks him out of the trance; he blinks a bit and looks down at her, smiling tenderly. he didn't really want that to end.]

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

*she looks up and smiles back, not really sure how to transition from the closeness*

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[Sora doesn't really know either, but instinct is drawing him down closer to her face -- he kind of stops along the way awkwardly, unsure.]

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

*she kind of freaks a little, but puts an index finger against your lips - they're softer than they look!*

Only if it won't be my goodnight kiss, okay? I want to spend more time together.

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[looks awfully embarrassed, but he straightens, lifting a hand to run his fingers through his hair awkwardly.]

Right, sorry.

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

*looks surprised and pokes you in the gut*

Hey, buddy, I meant, that you can only kiss me as long as it's not the last one.

*giggles a little, but closes her eyes and tilts her face up a little, leaning towards you -- now's your chance, Sora!*

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[oh god he fails at girls so hard -- but this is a message he understands perfectly clear, and he leans down again to accept her invitation. nothing too intense, it's very sweet, and he lingers just long enough to get a good taste.]

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

*she probably tastes faintly like the pineapple she was snacking on earlier, and just a light coat of lip gloss; her heart skips a beat, because this is probably the sweetest kiss she's ever had, unlike her Soras awkward fumbling when they were younger, or Ri's playful ones, or Namine's shy ones -- she really likes this feeling, and it shines in her eyes when you pull away*

[bourgeons.livejournal.com]

[give him a minute to recover; she's literally stolen the air right from him. he doesn't pull away immediately, but instead presses their foreheads together gently, returning the bright smile as their breaths mingle.]

[oath-kept.livejournal.com]

*bites her lip, feeling a little giddy*

... maybe it would be fun to swim tonight.