RP: The Autumn Ball Begins

[rar_andromeda]

Date: Saturday, October 15, 1998
Characters: Too many to name
Location: Ballroom, The Morgana
Status: Public
Summary: The Autumn Ball begins
Completion: Incomplete

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[rar_draco]

Having arrived early, Draco did what he always did before the doors opened on social functions; he found a quiet place where he could sit quietly and think, and watch the goings on around him without being roped into preparations.

He'd settled on the glass courtyard, sitting at one of the tables with a caraffe of water and a glass, and just waiting. After the arrival of the stallion this morning, he was exhausted. Tomorrow he'd be going back to make sure that the horse had settled in, and see that he was indeed as rideable and well bred as his Bedouin contact insisted.

When people began to arrive, the number of those passing the glass chamber began to increase too, and so when he rose to his feet, carefully brushing his robes back into place, and returned to the hall, it was already bustling with the conversation of those that had arrived early. And it was going to get much, much busier than this.

With a sigh, Draco stepped away, skirting a small group of old wizards who were discussing the Spanish, looking to see who had actually come. The hall was grand - spectacular - but it had seemed even more so when he had arrived; vast and empty, and full of hundreds of tables, like a sea stretching out. He and Cormac had only laid out the flower arrangements - and that had taken what had seemed like forever. It was nothing like the balls that he was used to.