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Bol Masque, Day Two

Dec 23, 2009 00:02

Characters: Open to all - TAG IN.
When: Wednesday, December 23rd
Where: The Ballroom Building
Rating: Up to R, but we ask that no NC-17 material goes in this log.
Summary: This is the general open log for mingling and interaction at the Ballroom Building. It can be used for plotted or random interaction, but you're also free to start your own logs ( Read more... )

roy mustang, yuki sohma, xerxes break, duo maxwell, kikyou, yuna, carmen sandiego, raven, edward scissorhands, haruno sakura, killua zoldyck, riku, uchiha madara, rhode kamelot, sesshoumaru, yuca collabel, *event: bol masque, alfons heiderich, envy, heero yuy, hatake kakashi, spike spiegel, alex russo, willy wonka, mao, *open, squall leonhart, uzumaki naruto, matsumoto rangiku, beyond birthday, fletcher tringham, mitarashi anko, rinoa heartilly, konata izumi, jean havoc, hitsugaya toushirou, roxas, sirius black, akito/agito wanijima, hyuuga neji, alucard

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Green Ballroom adstrngndummod December 23 2009, 05:04:12 UTC

blau_rakete December 23 2009, 05:30:57 UTC

Alfons tried hard to keep a neutral expression on (at least he had his mask to hide part of his face) while he wandered through the 'room' that he'd found himself in. At first, he'd considered finding an exit and trying to find somewhere indoors, but it seemed that the maze was warm despite what the weather should be like, and so he'd decided to stay. It would be a nice place to just wander about with his thoughts.

While in the changing room, he'd been shocked to find the clothing that he had. Of course the Animus wouldn't be nice the entire time, of course they had to remind him of Edward, his Edward... It didn't matter that the clothes weren't tiny and didn't smell of oil and metal, it was still the same long jacket and waistcoat...

Sighing quietly, Alfons shook his head to force the thoughts away and let a few of the lights--were those... fairies?--catch his attention for the time being.

growing_roots December 23 2009, 05:55:37 UTC

Fletcher couldn't see what was bad about this event. Sure his suit was a little stiff and awkward and he found he couldn't leave the room as long as he had his hat on but the ballroom he found himself in this time was amazing. He thought he'd seen a little man wander by... It looked like a gnome from some of the fairy tales his mom used to read to him... and there were floating lights Fletcher was sure were fairies.

Dart seemed keen on chasing them so Fletcher had run after the dragonhawk to make sure he didn't eat any if they really were fairies then ended up somewhere in the hedgemaze. It eventually turned into a game of hide and go seek ( ... )

blau_rakete December 23 2009, 06:02:19 UTC

Alfons was distracted by yet another faerie; they really couldn't be real, right? He honestly wanted to try to catch one to see for himself, but that was rather childish, so--

Distracted, Alfons didn't see Fletcher standing up and tripped over the boy, letting out a yelp and falling right over onto the ground. His mask fell off and he blinked a few times, looking back to see who he'd just bumped into.

growing_roots December 23 2009, 06:12:56 UTC

Dart let out a screech and immediately went into defensive mode. The dragonhawk almost lunged at Alfons but Fletcher reached out and grabbed onto him firmly. "Whoa, whoa, Dart, it's okay! It was an accident, silly, calm down!"

Once he'd gotten the dragonhawk reassured, he gave Alfons a sheepish smile. "Sorry about that..." His face brightened when he saw who it was. "Alfons!"

blau_rakete December 23 2009, 06:24:16 UTC

The first thing Alfons saw was Dart, then he noticed Fletcher and he managed to stop himself from letting out the frightened squeal that had caught in his throat. He let out a long, relieved breath and ran a hand over his face, ruffling his bangs slightly.

"Hallo, Fletcher," he said with a small chuckle. He wasn't too surprised to find the boy in with the plants. After picking up his mask, Alfons got to his feet and dusted his clothing off. "How have you been?"

growing_roots December 25 2009, 11:04:20 UTC

"I'm well! Darts doing better every day too!" Fletcher said cheerfully. "I like this event, it's not as bad as some of the other ones have been... Although this suit is kind of uncomfortable..." he admitted. "How have you been? Alright?"

Re: Green Ballroom shy_blade December 23 2009, 05:58:07 UTC

Edward had found a place to hide in an alcove just outside of view. He didn't want to be around people and the only one that he trusted was busy socializing with others. He decided that it was best to stay out of view and keep away from others.

He crouched down in the shadow, hoping to remain out of sight which he has heard is the best defense to have. He still listened to the conversations in passing but he was too afraid to be among the others even if he wanted to be with them.

mister_hatter December 24 2009, 06:05:30 UTC

Break is having a grand time in the maze of a room. He's been running, laughing giddily, when he staggers to a halt near Edward's alcove, stopping to lean heavily on his cane and trying to catch his breath. He doesn't know anyone is near by, unable to see him there.

Just yet, that is.

shy_blade December 24 2009, 06:16:16 UTC

Edward found that the shrubs didn't offer him much of a place to move. He was already leery of people that he just meets. The laugh put his mind in a troubled state. Even though Saul hadn't laughed while he was being violated for his blade, he didn't feel up to meeting anyone new.

He tried to crouch lower into the shadows. His blades were moving in a nervous way, giving him away almost instantly.

mister_hatter December 24 2009, 12:59:40 UTC

The sound of the knives stops him. His hand rests on top of his cane, and his head jerks towards the sound.

The first question is whether or not it's Vincent with his scissors.

"Who's there?"

shy_blade December 24 2009, 13:47:43 UTC

His eyes widened and were now fully dilated much like a rabbit before the fox lunges for the kill. His fear was intense and he remained silent in voice though his blades were still making sounds as he shifted his weight to move as far as the corner would allow.

mister_hatter December 24 2009, 14:03:39 UTC

Ah, now Break sees him. He steps closer, dropping into a nonthreatening crouch, and cocks his head.

"Hello, rabbit." The look of fear isn't entirely lost on him. "Why don't you come out and say hello? No one is going to hurt you."

shy_blade December 24 2009, 14:07:12 UTC

His dark eyes looked at the man in front of him. He didn't know whether to trust him or not. It took all he had to keep from breaking out into a run as he slowly stood up. His blades were moving quickly then stilled for a moment. It was evident that he had lost a part of himself through the interaction with Saul. His voice was small, "Is Saul....out there?" He hoped that the answer was no.

mister_hatter December 24 2009, 14:16:59 UTC

"There's no one nearby us that I can see."

Break reassures him, patiently. He's used to dealing with frightened children.

"It's safe."

shy_blade December 25 2009, 00:02:40 UTC

"Okay," despite his physical appearance of 17, his mental state and social development was that of a three to five year old. He slowly approached the one that was gently coaxing him to move from the shadows and out into the open a little more.

The few scars on his face were deep. One on his eyebrow, another on his right cheek and one just to the side of his nose, slightly to the left. His hands were up in a cat's paw position yet his dark eyes were still wide with fear.

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