[ Masquerade ]

[breakspromises]

Who: Everyone! Even the grouches :D
When: Friday Evening
Where: Park
Format: Paragraph/action/whatever you like
What: Masquerade Par-tay!
Warnings: None...yet.

The park was lit up by lights and of course the stars that night. Tents were pitched up where refreshments and food were served. Tables and chairs were scattered throughout the space and

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[breakspromises]

[Stephanie was not ashamed to admit she dragged Tseng to the masquerade with her just so she could avoid having to go with John. At least she was able to finally pick out a nice dress with a mask that went with it pretty well.]

Are you going to try to have fun even though you aren't getting paid?

[fingersloophole]

[Tseng had at least one upped her on getting into the spirit. He'd worn a robe with his normal black pants he used for training. The mask was certainly not dainty, but it was something that had spoken to him and his tastes. Also he was pretty sure he could bludgeon someone with it if push came to shove.]

Of course. I always endeavor to please a lady. Even when she refuses my suggestion of a shawl.

[breakspromises]

I'm not cold so a shawl wasn't necessary.

Um...thanks for coming with me. [She wondered what John was doing...he probably would find himself another girl easily.]

[fingersloophole]

But you are exposed. [And now he's just having fun with her because he's seen much more at parties. Cite Scarlet

I couldn't leave you unescorted, after all. I'm at your leisure tonight.

[breakspromises]

[And she will have fun right back at him.] I'm not exposed, Dad. [small laugh]

So you're going to be my bodyguard for the evening?

[fingersloophole]

[That takes a moment. How old is she? He does some quick math in his head and almost groans because oh gods he is old enough to be her father. Plenty old enough to be her father and it not even be a scandal.]

Do you anticipate someone attempting to kill you? [Like he might if he has to remember he could have spawned her again.] I intended to be your escort, if that is acceptable. I am versed in most social graces.

[breakspromises]

It may happen in this place.

You can be my escort, only if you say my dress is nice. [She is so teasing you Tseng. But let's see if Tseng can manage a compliment on her dress.]

[fingersloophole]

And if I don't? [He doubts you will run away, Stephanie. But he'll behave.] Your dress is very nice. Very pink and...pin-tucked.

[breakspromises]

[She smiles. Satisfied she got him to say it. Then she raised an eyebrow.] Pin-tucked?

[fingersloophole]

That's what you call your skirt. [He grips one of the fabric bubbles and mushes it a little. But of course makes sure not to lift the skirt because IT IS SHORT ENOUGH hussy.] These are pin tucks.

[breakspromises]

You are quite familiar with fashion. [She thinks you're very metrosexual, Tseng. And her skirt is just the right length!]

[fingersloophole]

My grandmother was a tailor. She frequently made dresses from the style of the continent. [And he frequently helped when he was over there.] Otherwise a Turk learns to have many talents. [And he's looking for the other Turk in the room.]

[breakspromises]

She was? [She is surprised and wonders what else Tseng can do.] You've done alot in your years, haven't you? What other talents do you have?

[fingersloophole]

I've been a Turk since I was eighteen. I've been working for the company for longer. [So he really hasn't done a lot, no.] I do what is necessary as a Turk. And I wouldn't say knowing what pin tucks are is a talent.

[breakspromises]

Since 18, huh? That was a while ago for you, wasn't it? [Reminding you that you're old enough to be her Daddy.]

If you can sew, then I would say that is a talent. I can't sew.

[fingersloophole]

I can't sew beyond simple mending. I was still a child when I left. [He just scowls at that and pours some punch. Shut up and drink your punch, Steph.] And what can you do?"