YULE BALL!

[deafmuteboots]

The South Ballroom is again decorated accordingly, with the greatest Christmas finery the Dressing Room can provide. There are stars, there is even mistletoe (not cursed: this mistletoe is, luckily, only a decoration), and a great tree dressed in gold and silver and twinkling lights

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By the tree

[countess_hearts]

[Wearing a large, Christmassy red-and-fur dress and Santa hat, and with tree bauble earrings hanging from her pointy lobes, the Countess is sitting drinking sugar tea at a small table that's partially obscured by the tree. Beside her is a large sack full of presents, which are immaculately decorated with grinning Akuma patterned wrapping paper.]

Ohohoho. ♥

[gforgreat]

[Lured over by the view of the large sack. Yet when he sees who's next to it he instantly freezes.] Just my luck...!

[countess_hearts]

[he is greeted by a vast grin] This is the festive season! You may sit on my knee, tell me your Christmas wishes, and select a present. ♥ So long as you bear in mind that the God you pray to is false and wicked. ♥

[gforgreat]

Nngh... [on one hand IT'S THE EARL. on the other it's FREE STUFF. that could be dangerous. or could not be.]

How do I know it ain't some trick?

Re: } by the entrance

[normalreally]

Wha- *But but I was meant to be meeting my fiance in here :(* ...Hello Rhode.

Re: } by the entrance

[normal_really]

*Siiiiiigh but I now better than to struggle against this. As soon as Lenalee comes in I'm leaving =<*

...I suppose you want to dance?

In the hall outside

[halfcocked]

[strayed too close to the ballroom, and is now trying to sneak away without being seen by anyone who might force him into formalwear]

[itisasillyplace]

[...Cyril is hiding behind a large potted plant in the hallway, watching with binoculars for his targets: any members of the Noah clan who are wearing disgracefully inappropriate clothing for such a formal occasion. He's also clutching the note some kind soul left under his door, which implores him to assist poor, shy Devit in particular]

There! I see him.

[halfcocked]

[not noticing yet! kyaa kyaaaa shying away from the party, by which I mean escaping in disgust] Ugh . . .

[itisasillyplace]

[for days, he's been imagining the triumphant moment when he would swoop upon Devit, whisking him away to endow him with the clothing, make-up and confidence that would allow him to shine brightly, as the second most luminous star of the Christmas ball (the first being all the Roads, naturally). With that firmly in mind, he speedily dashes in front of Devit, intending to block his escape]

Devit! Devit, I am here for you. Worry no more. You shall go to the ball!

wallflower!

[jackyourjoker]

[sipping his glass of wine and watches the people dance; he'll join in when he feels like it. or not.]

[dreamsofnoah]

[Is that a non-mingling Tyki that Road sees? She can't have that!]

Tyki~, Tyki, come and dance with me!

[jackyourjoker]

[He should have left after he was done with the wine. Damn.

But it's Road.] Alright, alright. [And since it is possible for him to be a gentleman he holds out his arm to her or was it the hand, the mun cannot remember.]

[dreamsofnoah]

[Road grins happily as soon as he agrees, taking his arm don't worry I have no idea either but quite inappropriately being the one to drag him out onto the dancefloor. Since they aren't exactly back home it doesn't matter what people think of them.]

Dancefloor

[consummatebard]

[Dressed to a "T" in a formal tux and tophat, Constantine whirls and twirls in an elaborate dance; imaginary partner and all.]

[albatrossdancer]

*I'mma swoop in here and replace your imaginary dance partner, falling into step with your dance easily. Hope you don't mind~*

[consummatebard]

[Not at all~! He gently takes her hand and puts the other on her waist, smiling] Hello, Lenalee!♫

[albatrossdancer]

Hello Constantine!♫