THE BALL

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[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

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

You two sure know how to make a guy feel welcome.

[pours himself a straight glass of vodka, grinning a little when he catches sight of the label. strawberry, his favorite~]

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Excuse us if we don't want your company.

[seasides]

You tried to take my arm off for doing what Saix told me to do. I'm not exactly comfortable around you!

[HEY WHOA PERSONAL BUBBLE twitches away from Saix, but does keep moving.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Hey, you still have your arm, don't you?

[eyes them, swigging the vodka back]

Always had a thing for redheads, don't ya Saïx?

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

I have this sudden urge to break one of those glass bottles and stab you.

Should I give in, or no?

[seasides]

[goes quite still in Saix's grip, faintly annoyed by Axel's words but not chancing saying anything.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[he opens his arms wide, a wicked smirk on his lips]

Be my guest.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Should I?

[seasides]

[covers his eyes with a groan. do you have to bring me into it.]

Not unless you want the King on your ass for bringing violence into the ball.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Knew you couldn't do it.

[smirks at the pair]

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

It's not that I couldn't, it's whether or not I should bother.



And I don't think I should. So let's play a game tonight instead: You avoid me as much as possible.

If you step anywhere near me, purposefully or not, Kai loses his eyes. I'll gouge them out. Whoever comes to his aid will die. Sound fun?

[seasides]

[freezes at Saix's words, eyes going wide before narrowing as he attempts to pull away.]

What?! Keep me out of your stalker problems!

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Yes darling, leave the boy out of this. It's not like I give a damn about him or his little friends anyway.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Then you wouldn't care if I killed him now?

[seasides]

[that's more than enough warning for him and he stops moving, just barely holding back a whimper. he doesn't speak, even if he really, really wants to, just... watching Axel.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Technically I shouldn't.

But you see, there isn't a single reason to kill him.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Making his death all the more terrible, correct?

[seasides]

[shivers a little, wondering if anyone is noticing this. there's not a whole lot he can do right now.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

For his friends, that's likely true. I'm hardly a friend.

I suppose they'd all get up in arms though if they knew I let their companion die.

My dear Saïx... killing him would only be a substitution. We both know which redhead you really want to kill.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Ridiculous. I don't want to kill you.

[seasides]

[can you guys leave me out of your lover's spat, seriously. not much to input here.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Liar liar.

[wags a finger]

Now let the kid go. I bet there's a pretty lady he wants to dance with or something.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Axel, why would I kill you if it's so much better to shatter your heart into pieces?

[seasides]

[backpedals to keep up with Saix, grimacing at his words. he knew the guy was crazy, but sheesh.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Plan on breaking my heart with this kid? Try harder.

[steps forward slowly, like a cat stalking its prey]