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

[certainproclivity]

[The importance of a masquerade ball is to hide yourself- not that it matters, as most people can effectively see through most masks, but when very few have heard your voice, you have an advantage. Sark's wearing a simple, yet elegant, domino mask and a black suit, preferring to look nondescript as opposed to flashy. His mingling is more or less kept to potential contacts to show that he's made an effort at keeping up appearances as being a respectable businessman, all while making deals on the side and in the shadows.

Wandering up to Re-l, however, is more pleasure than business. Sue him. She's difficult to read and works in law enforcement, which is precisely the sort of hornet's nest he loves to poke at.]

If I might be forward, you look as if you'd rather be anywhere but here. [Completely casual, except for the part where he all but snuck up on her. Spy thing. It sort of happens.]

[awakenings]

[She doesn't even bother to incline her head to acknowledge him, at first, though she can't deny he snuck up on her far too easily. Her arms remain crossed at her chest and it's a few moments before she says a single word. When she does speak, though, her eyes are still on the people on the dance floor.]

I imagine it's similar for others here as well. I just happen to have work to do elsewhere.

[At length, she glances his way.]

But you're enjoying yourself, I imagine.

[certainproclivity]

Doing anything out of simple politesse doesn't suit me. [He grins a little, even if the smile doesn't reach his eyes behind the mask.] If I wasn't enjoying myself, I simply wouldn't be here.

[Not entirely true, but there you go.] Which, of course, begs the question of why you remain, despite everything. Obligation?