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the formal (icon of hell optional)

Mar 29, 2009 19:29

WHO: [OPEN]
WHERE: the Brandt Banquet Hall
WHEN: Sunday March 29
WARNINGS: B|
SUMMARY: the superhero formal. Will things explode?
FORMAT: whatever you feel like

( I am late and uninspired, sorry. )

† blackarachnia | n/a, willow rosenberg | elphaba, † edward elric | fullmetal alchemist, † castiel | n/a, † malchior | warlock, † raven roth | desdemona, † amelia wil tesla saillune | justice gi, *in progress, tony stark | iron man, selina kyle | catwoman, † ling yao | emperor, † balthazar | blake angler, † millions knives | sharpest knife, lust | n/a, † alphonse elric | armoured alchemist, † bobby pendragon | the traveler, *open

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Pretend I bothered with a nice icon. notyetwritten March 29 2009, 23:50:40 UTC

The second party in a week. Well...

Fakir was dressed in a fairly old-fashioned dress-coat, Victorian style, complete with a dark green cravat and a lapel pin in the shape of an oak leaf. This was far more his sort of gathering. He helped himself to a Shirley temple, then found himself a back corner from which to observe the rest of the room.

*pretends?* willofjustice March 30 2009, 02:05:28 UTC

Ah, but there was no hiding forever, Fakir. Especially not from nosy princesses who are set on having a good time and are making rounds of the room. Amelia's gown did not seem to be from any particular era -- certainly not the modern one, with its full skirt, and yet not a particular previous one, shoulders exposed and the sleeves long. It must also be noted that the dress was pink.

Pausing before Fakir, she beamed at him. "Enjoying yourself?"

notyetwritten March 30 2009, 17:56:35 UTC

Well, she didn't seem completely irritating, so he shrugged.

"More or less," he said. "The person I wanted to go with couldn't come."

willofjustice March 30 2009, 21:04:36 UTC

Not completely irritating -- now there was a compliment one could take to the bank. Hopefully Amelia wouldn't completely alter that perception by the end of the conversation.

"Is that why you're sitting back here?"

notyetwritten March 30 2009, 21:09:06 UTC

Fakir shrugged again. "That, and I don't care for crowds. I'd prefer just to observe."

He sipped his Shirley temple.

"... do I know you?" he asked. It was so hard to remember; so many people talked to him on the comms and most were expressed only by their numbered IDs. He never knew if he was talking to someone he'd talked to before.

willofjustice March 30 2009, 21:12:37 UTC

That was the difficult part, yes. "I'm not sure," she said with a laugh. "I think maybe they should have pictures sometimes on the communicator too. I'm Amelia, though."

notyetwritten March 30 2009, 21:13:34 UTC

"Amelia," he repeated. "I am Fakir."

This was followed by an awkward silence. Fakir was terrible at small talk.

willofjustice March 30 2009, 21:42:36 UTC

She squinted a bit at this, thinking. "I think we might have talked once, maybe -- back when you arrived? It's okay, though; it was a long time ago."

"What do you do now?"

notyetwritten March 30 2009, 23:57:49 UTC

"I think so, yeah," he said, finishing his shirley temple.

"I... work at the library and go to school, mostly," he said. "And in my spare time I study ballet and fencing. Nothing exciting..."

willofjustice March 31 2009, 01:57:45 UTC

She considered this a moment. "Ballet and fencing . . . are they anything like each other? Sometimes people who use swords describe fencing like a dance. Or is that just rumor?"

notyetwritten March 31 2009, 02:33:55 UTC

"Yes," said Fakir, "They are quite similar in some ways. Different movements, often, but they require the same level of discipline."

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