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kingdomdressing2009-06-18 02:59 pm
mouselikeyoda.livejournal.com) wrote in kingdomdressing2009-06-18 02:59 pm
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THE BALL
[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.]
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.]
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Are you g-gonna eat m-me?
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[He grins wickedly, looming over him.]
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- and promptly bursts into tears]
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Relax, kid. I was kidding.
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N-not a monster?
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[He smirks a little, but it's not dangerous like the last ones.]
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P-promise?
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I don't eat random kids. I'd get in trouble for it.
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You g-gotta pinky promise!
[holds his hand up in a little fist with his pinky out, and clenches his eyes shut in case you eat him anyway]
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[Hooks his pinky with Riku's.]
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How come you had that scary thing on your head?
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[seems to have mysteriously lost his, but at least he is dressed in a mostly still-clean white tuxedo]
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[you're still kinda scary, but the word 'party' was not lost on him]
What's a maskeray party? Is it somebody's birthday?
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Can I have some ice cream? Pleeeeease?
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[Like he cares if the kid gets over-sugared. Not his problem.]
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[scrambles to his feet and starts to run off, skids to a stop and comes back to give you a hug]
Thank you!
[then darts off again, hopefully in the right direction before you change your mind and eat him anyway]
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