[ 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

Comments

[manscruff]

[ salve, ladies. look at your man. now, back to me. now back at your man. now back to me. sadly, he is not me.

you all know this mysterious masked man is the most manly man at this party. he is the man you wish your man could be. let's make it worse and mention the fact that he looks like a gqmf in that suit and he's totally got a hot date. together, they are probably the 'hottest masquerade couple' and you know it.

you jelly?

manliness and shenanigans aside, he's actually here for a reason! and it's not because a small child told him to escort shirley, nope, not entirely. he's here to do some recon hell yeah, and scope out some native political climate. time to eavesdrop these bitches. ]

[thenobledie]

[is totally here because a small child told her to go. but it's cool because ezio is hot, and shirley likes him besides that. she is sticking awfully close to him, though, because you know what sucks? being hit on by other men for straying enough.]

Have you discovered anything of interest?

[yeah, she knows you are eavesdropping. and thinks it a little funny while she sips her champagne.]

[manscruff]

[ ... this random omniscient knowing shit is getting some serious internal side-eyeing, shirley. for the record. but he plays along. kinda. ]

A few things. Anything useful? Less so.

[ his wine is untouched! something to make him look busy as he watches and ghosts about and listens more. half the time, the natives don't realize he's there until he's gone. ]

[thenobledie]

[what! that is from being observant, okay. she can be so much worse about it.]

Such as?

[manscruff]

[ without disregarding his genetic mind-reading cockblock? try. try. don't, actually. ]

Such as brothers that do not exist.

[ do you see what i did there. ]

[thenobledie]

[no, she is okay with not knowing. it's refreshing to talk and be around someone that is a fuzzy zone. not that it is relieving or something like that. it can be tedious, too.]

How mysterious.

[totes genius.]

[manscruff]

[ perhaps in the future, she can simply ask, and by then, he will tell her most of it.

an amused exhale; his reactions are often so subdued, it's a wonder he is not a diplomat-though such an idea hardly matches the knife in his boot. ]

One could say that.

[ lmf, I don't know enough about the politics of this city to make some other observation. ]

[thenobledie]

And what would you say?

[sipping her booze.]

[manscruff]

He should have picked a better lie to tell, since his wife obviously knows about it.

[ seriously, this city is too small for bunburyiststo do anything legit... ]

[thenobledie]

[an amused noise inside her throat.]

Would any lie be good enough, then?

[hottest couple at the masquerade, gossiping??]

[manscruff]

[ it's more of a discussion about the folly of pretending to monogamous when one is actually just a hobag... ]

Perhaps not.

[ the trick is not needing to lie and just making it a threesome... ]

[thenobledie]

[...so gossip.]

She seems quite tolerant, regardless.

[manscruff]

[ okay, fine! gossip. not like there aren't people here talking about them either... ]

Davvero.

[ Shirley, your date is a dude from who pretends to seduce duchesses in exchange for paintings in Renaissance Italy, where everyone and their pope has illicit affairs, everyone knows it, and nobody cares. color him unimpressed. ]

[thenobledie]

[yeah, well. saying how much you want a threesome with them is totally different from this, okok.]

You may have to write a dictionary for others, if you continue that.

[it's not like she was... she was just observing, but lmf. would not get that. at all.]

[manscruff]

[ it's his turn to hold back a laugh again. ]

That would make things easier for others, sì.

[ ... So he admits to being difficult. ]

[thenobledie]

[a half-amused, half-thoughtful noise as she sips her wine again.]

I suppose there is no amusement in that, though.