Halloween Masquerade Ball

[rapturescreed]

Who: The Newcomer Political Party and The Newcomers!
When: October 27th, 7:00pm till Morning Sirens.
Where: The Newcomer Community Center
Summary: Time for some Halloween Masquerade Fun!
Warnings: Anything is possible!

The Community Center has been transformed into a sophisticated autumn dance hall, with bits of Halloween decorations around the room. When the door opens, you find yourself in the hall before the main room, someone ready to take your coat, if you have one, and another ready to give out bracelets. That way no one who shouldn't be drinking won't be able to.



The dance floor is surrounded by a number of small, round tables, each with an elaborate centerpiece of cobwebs. There are lights within the hanging decorations, with draped fabric over the sides, to give it a more close knit feeling. At the head of all the tables is a bar serving free drinks and cocktails to anyone over age. There is also a buffet



And then, of course, there is the dance floor, where people are dancing to the music supplied by two talented DJs, lights blinking and the room ready for everyone to have a good time.



Last call for food is two hours before sirens, and then the last call for drinks is an hour before the party finishes. You might want to be careful when it gets to be that time, though. Around 1:00 am, the party is going to change, due to a series of unfortunate events. You may not be very hungry or thirsty for awhile after.

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Comments

[makeflowersgrow]

Do they? Marius doesn't think that... I suppose things are different in France. DO you want a drink then?

[She takes a sip of her own wine]

TThe deal about the mask. You will show me, won't you?

[the_dead_pool2]

Naw, its just a stupid thing guys say. Just like to feel in control most of the time. Naw, I'm pretty good, maybe a bit later.

[He makes a face beneath the mask. She was still pressing on that was she?]

Yeah, alright. I said I would, so I will.

[makeflowersgrow]

[She laughs and reaches up to stroke his helmet.]

You don't need to be worried, you know? Do you really think I will run from you when I see your face?

[the_dead_pool2]

[Well thats just... adorable]

Who said anything about being worried, I'm fine. Fit as a fiddle, and all that. How are you? Good, yeah. You seem good.

[Circle gets the square, he is totally worried about that]

Oh, I like this song, lets dance to it shall we?

[makeflowersgrow]

Because you won't show me...

[Oh. He wants to change the subject. She nods]

I dunno how to dance properly though. Never been to a dance before.

[the_dead_pool2]

Well, the most important thing is to forget your shame. Its a dance floor, if you are having a good time, thats whats important. I mean, you can't very well shake your groove thing if you are worried about looking silly.

[Subject change is appreciated]

Second, you let the man lead. Basically, when I move you move.

[mouthbreathing]

[It was a small miracle the owner of the hand that suddenly found itself clapped to Warsman's shoulder didn't end up with four iron claws through their face- if he hadn't managed to talk himself off-duty before coming here that would have been the only possible outcome.

As things stand, though, Warsman damn near jumps three feet in the air before whipping around, eyes wide behind the metal slats- and widening further when they finally focus on the mask and indeed the body of his surprise visitor.]

A problem? [He sounds too startled to question things any further, almost docile- he's worrying that he's somehow gotten himself into a fight. In the ring, yes. At a party? He'd overheat from embarrassment.] What do you mean?

[12second_orz]

That's good. Anti-Newcomer sentiment seems to have died down a little of late- with any luck, you won't find yourselves knee-deep in local pranksters' handiwork come November first here. And, yes. I am, rather. [He sounds almost surprised at the fact.] It must be nice for you to take a little time out.

[le_baron_pontmercy]

Not...not really. [Becoming a female almost right after he arrived sort of stunted Marius' ability to make friends. Couple that with his shy and rather awkward manner, and the fact that he hasn't talked to many people isn't so strange.] But, I have you and a few others, so it does not matter.

[He notices her watching the dance floor and is briefly torn. Marius doesn't want to hurt Eponine, but perhaps she'll only get this one chance tonight. Clearing his throat slightly, he offers his hand.] I do not dance very well, but...perhaps you will honor me with one?

[He's actually nervous that she'll refuse him, which is rather strange. Or that he'll just trip over his own feet the whole time. Marius isn't the most graceful of people, but he knows the basics, thankfully.]

[makeflowersgrow]

"You had M'sieur Enjolras... I am sorry, M'sieur."

[She's upset - but she's going to save him for you, Marius. But then she forgets all about him. She's shocked.]

You want ME? To dance with YOU? Me? But...

[She looks longingly at the dancefloor] I do not know how. I don't want to make you embarrassed.

[le_baron_pontmercy]

[Wait. Hold up.] Had? Eponine, what-?

[Enjolras' attack on AGI. Oh god, what if...no. No, he won't think that way until he's seen proof. Enjolras could be perfectly all right, after all. He wouldn't be so foolish as to attack right away...would he?]

[Distracting both himself and Eponine, he smiles a little.] It is not hard, I promise. I will show you. [His hand is still offered to her.]

[makeflowersgrow]

[Her face falls.] Check the network, M'sieur. But believe me, it is not lost yet. I can get him back for you, M'sieur.

[She takes his hand shyly. She's holding Marius' hand. All other thoughts are out of the window. Completely gone. Vanished. Who cares? She's holding Marius' hand]

Teach me like one of the ladies dances. Teach me one that you do at your balls.

[le_baron_pontmercy]

I shall do my best. [He's still worried, and he'll definitely be checking the network at home, but at the moment, Marius tries to focus on the party.]

[Gently taking her other hand, he moves it to his shoulder, and then nervously rests his hand on her waist. Feeling the warmth of her skin through her dress is enough to make him blush, and the fact that the dress is revealing so much of her skin is becoming very apparent now that they're so close.] Follow my lead.

[Slowly, to allow her to pick up the rhythm, Marius moves through the familiar steps, stumbling just a little from his nerves. He also may or may not be praying he doesn't step on her feet.]

[makeflowersgrow]

[Eponine is slow, hesitant... half scared that she's dreaming. It feels pretty surreal, after years of dreaming, that Marius is finally holding her close. She doesn't blush - in fact, her face is stony beneath the mask and she looks down, concentrating on her feet. She doesn't really have a natural rhythm. She stumbles just because... well, this is so unnatural]

[makeflowersgrow]

I am not ashamed... I just do not know the steps. And there are so many steps. I saw, one, in Paris. It was a big, big house with big windows - I used to like it there. Liked looking in. And they had a dance once. I watched it all till they made me go. But the dances were so complicated and they all knew what to do.

But you'll teach me?
[She goes to take his hand. She's safe with Deadpool. He won't make her look stupid, will he?] Lets go.

[le_baron_pontmercy]

[Almost against his will, Marius lifts Eponine's chin to look at him.] Do not concentrate so hard. It is best if you do not think about it.

[He's just echoing the tutor he had as a child, though, so don't quote him on that. He's too busy trying to help to notice that his hand lingered for just a few seconds longer than usual on her cheek.] And you know, you are allowed to smile.

[makeflowersgrow]

[She sighs in frustration, even as she jerks her head away. It's too much. He can't be this close and touch her face and - no too much. Too fast. And Eponine is freaking out. This is kinda like dancing with a god, for her. She just shakes her head]

I can't.

Re: OPEN

[oujomerchant]

It isn't easy for Alouette to stay on her best behaviour in an environment like this and with such neat weaponry. She's arrived dressed up as a masked archer. Complete with slender suction cup arrows.

And one of said arrows makes a beeline right at Marco's mask with a *shoop* should it connect. "Erk!" apparently not the intended target, Alouette looks in the opposite direction, pretending it wasn't her.

[le_baron_pontmercy]

[He blinks in surprise, but follows her off the dance floor. And he can't quite meet her eyes when he speaks.]

I'm sorry...did I frighten you? We...we do not have to dance if...if you do not want to, there are other things...

[makeflowersgrow]

Frighten me?

[Ok - space is better] No, I'm not frightened. Just... oh, I can't dance. I...

[She gestures a sort of hopeless gesture]

I am useless, Monsieur.

[le_baron_pontmercy]

[He'll give her space, then.]

You are not useless, 'Ponine. There are others who cannot dance. [Himself included.] It is not the only thing to do at a party.

It is my fault. I did not mean to...make you uncomfortable.

[circumsutus]

[Why on earth would Stein wear a fancy-dress outfit? He's got no reason for that, and he apparently already looks like a Halloween costume. Plus his glasses make it impossible to wear a mask.

So the patchwork doctor is just hanging around the bar, sitting on a rolling office chair he got from who-knows-where, and smoking.]

[makeflowersgrow]

Oh. You didn't. It was... that was the best moment of my life.

[Blame it on the wine. Now she blushes, dead embarrassed. Thank goodness for her mask.]

What... what else can we do?

[littlest_lord]

_{[WHY THIS JACK STOP THAT aaaaa-]}

I'm not an angel. I'm Eros, a Greek god.

[le_baron_pontmercy]

[It stings, but it also brings a little swell in his chest that Marius is somewhat unfamiliar with. For now, he ignores it, focusing on finding something that will cheer her up.]

Ah...are you hungry? [Stupid question, Marius. But, there's tables of food, maybe having a few sweets will make her a little happier.]