[Action] or [Prose]

[imbroglione]

Characters: Everyone
Status: OPEN!
Location: Central District - Masquerade Party.
Summary: The mini-event has teleported everyone into the same place, so here's a log for everyone!
Warnings: Let's warn for a bit of everything - just in case!
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{action only would you kindly~ ♥}

[notaliberator]

{The invitation had appeared just as quickly as he'd found himself by the fountain, dressed in a fancy suit and a mask. He'd taken the mask off almost straight away, feeling a little disgusted by the thing - he did not need to look like a damn splicer - but kept it on his person. Looking around he'd spotted the other people that had been brought to Pareidolia over the last month and he decided rather quickly to make an exit.

His mind was on that charming young Italian he'd met when shopping for a new suit, despite how much he tried not think about him. He glanced around briefly for him but didn't hang around to wait for him - he knew that spending time with him wasn't a good idea, it messed with his mind and his heart and he knew it was all fake

Re: {action only would you kindly~ ♥}

[butlerprincess]

{Juliet stumbled as her surroundings changed. She gasped as she saw the beautiful banquet tables with the pretty bouquets of flowers set out. She looked down and smoothed down her new outfit - a floor-length white ballgown with a white tulle underskirt. Looking around, she noticed the different people mingling.}

Hmm, Lovi isn't here yet...

{She muttered to herself, then noticed a figure sitting in one of the gazebos. Frowning, she tried to figure out why he looked so familiar. Taking off her white eye mask, she squinted, then her face lit up.}

Atlas!

{She ran towards the gazebo, holding her dress up so that she could run without tripping. Once she arrived at the gazebo, she slipped in, sitting across from Atlas demurely, hands folded and placed in her lap.}

How are you, Atlas? Isn't this place just beautiful? Except I don't really like the dress...

[fubblesnuggle]

[Speak of the devil. Shaun had been minding his own business when he found himself dressed differently and his glasses pushed harder against the bridge of his nose. He looked around to see if there was anyone he would recognise, anyone worth talking to and that was when he saw him. Atlas. Why did his heart have to clench and skip a beat.

He followed the man at some kind of distance, grabbing a glass of champaign, he hated the stuff, but beggars couldn't be choosers. Not when he was on a mission. So he downed the glass, took a deep breath and made a move. Shaun walked closer to Atlas and slipped off his mask. Offering a smile and a hand.]

So...uh...care to dance?

[notaliberator]

{After being sat down for only a few moments, Atlas found his privacy intruded on by a blonde girl. He swore he recognised the voice, but it took him a few moments before he could pinpoint it - riiiight, that one girl who had thought they were suddenly buddy-buddy because they were both 'Irish'.}

Oh, Miss... Juliet was it? Aye, it's lovely. And the dress ain't--

{And then Shaun was there. He hadn't seen his flatmate all week, and while he'd fancied that he'd figured out why, there had been no way to confirm it until right now. So the other man was definitely feeling the effects of the damn love spell too? Atlas had to give it to him, he'd sure as hell done a good job fighting it off; he'd found it hard to leave Dino after their shopping trip and then, fuck, the more he tried not to think about going to the other man's flat and doing things he'd never even have dreamed of doing with another man before then, the more it happened

[fubblesnuggle]

[To be perfectly honest, he had expected Atlas to blow him off. Not to take his hand and agree to it. Shaun was sure that he was going to forget every simple dance he'd been taught, but all that mattered right now was that Atlas was there, about to dance with him. He smiled and led the man towards the floor and nodded.]

I'll make you all the omlette's you want.

[That had to be the cheesiest thing he had ever said in his life. And he had said some pretty cheesey things. With a face quickly reddening even more, Shaun calmed himself down and pulled Atlas closer and into a dancing position. Only, Atlas, you're the girl.]

[notaliberator]

{Whilst getting up and dancing right now wasn't his idea of a grand time, he went along with it anyway and allowed himself to be lead across to the middle of the park.}

Well, I couldn't ask fer anythin' else then, could I?

{His grin stayed in place as he toyed with the idea of messing with the other man, pretending he was also in love with him just to see Shaun's reaction. But he decided against it, not really willing to find himself bent over something and ravished - not by a man he was going to be living with until he found a way out.

When he found himself being moved into the female dancing position, he stepped back a little and raised a brow.}

Now, if we're gonna be dancin', I ain't gonna be the woman.

[fubblesnuggle]

[Oh, well...That made things a little difficult then. Shaun wasn't good at following the lead in a dance and he certainly didn't want to be the woman. He frowned and looked between them before sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose. He felt as though he should just be happy that the man had agreed to the dance and do whatever made him happy. He fought with himself for a few moments before he shook his head.]

Alright, fine you lead and I'll follow.