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

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

I-I'm fine.

[Blushing more.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[hm. he still doesn't believe her.]

Maybe we should take a rest.

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

[She gives a shy smile and nods.]

Yeah. Good idea.

[...Blush is starting to go away.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[takes her hand, their fingers intertwining, and heads for the couches.]

I'm exhausted. I've been dancing the whole evening.

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

[She smiles.]

Then I'm not surprised that you're so tired.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he nods and sinks down on a very soft-looking couch.]

...I'm getting tired again.

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

[She sits down next to him, resting her head on his shoulder.]

more coffee. :o or sleep.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[his arm finds its way around her shoulders, and he smiles.]

I think I need sleep. :(

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

[She smiles back.]

then go sleep. :3 see ya~

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[hm, he's getting a bit hungry. and the mask is itching, so he removes it.]

Did you choose your own dress?

Yeah. Talk to you later.

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head, her smile widening a bit.]

No. I think the dressing room did.

[She leans slightly forward on the couch for a moment to let Roxas see the top of her back that's showing.

No scars.

They'll probably come back after the ball's over. But for now, no scars on her back or chest.]

sleep well!

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

It did?

[looks at her back and... wow.]

That's awesome!

^^

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

[She nods and rests back against the couch again, still smiling.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he grins.]

I had to look forever to find anything I liked. But the mask was in my room when I woke up.

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

That's good I suppose. I guess this place can be rather helpful, when it's not throwing spells at people at least.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It's not all bad.

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

[She rests her head on his shoulder again.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he smiles and leans back with a sigh.

then his stomach protests. loudly.]

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

[And Namine will just start laughing at that.]

Want to go get something to eat?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Yes please.

[blushes a little. was he really that hungry?]

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

[Giggles a little as she stands up.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he stands too, stretching with a stifled yawn.]

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

Tired too?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

I'll wake up when I get something to eat.

[he smiles and heads for the table.]

[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

Caffeinated party food, huh?

[Smiles and follows.]