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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 1:04 am
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Welcome to the Graciously Fallen Elder Ball The ball is forever, the party never ends... So please why don't you join us?The guests are just arriving and the symphony will be setting up. Tonight we have a special guest, Aleksandr Albanov, an Elder who is joining us tonight to share his remarkable talent as a pianist. Later we will have dinner but for now let's start with our opening ceremony. First a welcoming message from our host, a toast from some of our more influential leaders and then the traditional ballroom dance. Won't you please find a seat, a waiter will be with you to take your... drink preference...
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 1:15 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 10:58 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 1:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 1:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 6:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 11:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 1:57 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 5:46 am
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"For the love of everything, Dulcy, do stop being such a prat."
Two gentlemen were standing directly outside the doors to the ballroom, concealed well from other guests. The one who had just spoken was meticulously well-dressed, complete with a pinstriped vest, black tuxedo jacket and pants, white shirt with a starched collar, cravat, pocketwatch, gloves, shined shoes with spats, and a top hat with a dark blue band. The one to whom he was speaking had taken a slightly less classy route, as usual--he still wore a tuxedo jacket, but had gone with less-than-subtle drag underneath, including large earrings and fishnets. He figured that he could cut loose a little, now that he'd been accepted into such high society, which was entirely opposite of the view held by the other, but that mattered very little.
The first speaker continued. "There's no good reason to wait to enter, now that you're here. You were telling me the other day that being fashionably late is no longer the thing, so what are you waiting for?" "You simply don't understand, Jules. I can't make a grand entrance if there are only... what." He glanced quickly into the room for a headcount, then turned back to his companion. "A few people to observe it. It's not grand that way." "The fact remains that you whisked me here with being the first arrival in mind. What? Now that you see you've been beaten to it, there's no middle ground? Honestly, Dulcy, if you don't come to your senses, I'm leaving." "Oh, fine." He grabbed the other's arm and dragged him into the ballroom before scanning the area, searching for the host or hostess.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 11:20 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 4:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 5:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 6:17 pm
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Leaning against a wall, Arcana watched the ball coming along, a drink in his hand, an eye on the piano player and other on the cat. That was the sole reason he was leaning there, a table wouldn't let him observe the servant. And a young familiar could be at least... Playful, to be said. The bind that held the servant down was strong even if he had never practiced the skill on another person, but as so, unstable. One eye on each, andd his earwings open, so he could hear the thoughts around, cncentrating on anything strange by the cat's part. "I could have bought him trained." He thought, "but no, I had to summon one."
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 8:45 pm
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