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

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[seasides]

[well he's kind of obvious either way. mask or not, his hair's showing and he's not exactly an Axel. tries to ignore the glance uh.]

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

I don't even get a "hello" or a "welcome back"? You're a cruel one...

[seasides]

[siiiigh.]

I wasn't sure if you'd be mad at me or not, what with Axel getting involved, so I figured it'd be better not to say anything. But okay, sorry, welcome back.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Why would I be mad at you about him?

[seasides]

Hell if I know. I don't claim to know how you guys work.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

... We. don't. work.

[seasides]

[.....snicker.]

I meant "you guys" as in Saixes.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

In that case, I don't know either.

[seasides]

[you know what they say about assuming~.]

I figured, better safe than sorry. Axel, on the other hand, I probably don't want to run into him.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[seasides]

Maybe to you. I doubt he's very happy with me.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Right, right. Best sleep with one eye open tonight.

[seasides]

[shrugs.]

Eh, I doubt he'd get me in my room.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Wouldn't have to get you in your room since you're right here.

[smirks as he says the words, leaning against a table near by]

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[seasides]

Surrounded by how many people? Didn't realize you were that eager to die again.

[tries not to show how tense he really is.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

I'm not, actually.

[arches a brow, watching Kai with half-hearted interest]

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Then go away.

[seasides]

[busies himself with a drink.]

Good. Does that mean I can walk away and you guys'll leave me be?

[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?