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

[seasides]

Yes? Why wouldn't I?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Oh, no reason. Just that some people get weird about that sort of thing.

[seasides]

I guess. I'm not one of them.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Me either, really. I mean, I'm pretty equal opportunity.

[seasides]

Yeah, I don't really care either way.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Yay for open minds!

[seasides]

[laughs and nods.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

So, I figure we should do something, since this is a party and all.

[seasides]

Probably. But what?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*you had to ask? he's dragging you to the dance floor~!*

[seasides]

[pfff well he figured he'd try and make sure.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he'll even let you lead, isn't he generous?*

... I'm warning you, I'm not a very good dancer.

[seasides]

That's alright.

[lead he will, then!]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he'll try not to step on your feet too badly, following your lead*

... not bad, Kai. You're a natural.

[seasides]

[his boots won't give much at least, so his toes won't get too squished!]

If you say so.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Should I swoon? I could bat my eyelashes, too.

*is having fun dancing with you*

[seasides]

Please don't. People might get the wrong idea.

[well that's good, because he's certainly having fun as well.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Oh, Kai~ You're so manly~ And strong~!

*puts a lilt in his voice, struggling not to laugh*

[seasides]

[nearly stumbles sdkfjhs why do you do that.]

Ri!

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

I feel so faint in your presence!

*swoons in your arms~~~*

[seasides]

[you're getting dipped, just for that.]

You're such a dork.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he laughs brightly when he's dipped, his ponytail nearly touching the floor when you do that*

Flattery will get you nowhere.

And bed for me.

[seasides]

If that's flattery, I don't want to hear your idea of an insult~.

[pulls him back up.]

same here

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

I know you're just trying to rile me up because you're tricky like that.

[seasides]

You've caught on to my plans.