Masquerade!

[athermercy]

Who: Morpheus, Elaine Belloc and YOU!
When: 29th-30th (starts around 6PM ends after the morning sirens).
Where: The Lux, Sector 3.
Summary: A Maker and an embodiment of Dreams invite the island into a seasonal Masquerade.
Warnings/Notes: Post your character own thread with the subjectline specifying places/time/any warnings, please! I feel if I

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[gaveherwings]

[For once, Daedalus Yumeno might actually be clad a bit more elaborately outlandish than his partner.

It's a masquerade proper this time, after all- once confirming it wasn't quite the black tie and evening gown affair of last year's Lion's Gate masque, he'd resolved to find something a bit more costume-appropriate. And because it was Halloween, macabre was in season.

....Franz had a real laugh over it at least, his Medico Della Peste outfit, and the distinctive gilded plague mask.

It was a rental- Daedalus very pragmatically supposed he wouldn't have anywhere else to wear something so ostentatious, so it was only his for the evening. He was covered entirely, and hopefully not too many would figure out this was the mild and modest doctor- only some who watched close enough might recognize the ironic statement of a physician dressed in Venetian period costume.

[hisdiscretion]

[Those who don't recognize the doctor might, however, notice his attending angel. Ever resourcesful himself, Franz has only slightly updated his costume from last year, a beautiful gold angel of death mask, a fine tuxedo with tails and angel wings that shimmer with gold glitter. It seems that a glowing, graceful angel of death has arrived on the arm of the plague doctor.]

This is really amazing... [Franz murmurs under his breath to his companion.] This place always manages to produce such spectacle.

[gaveherwings]

[Once they come down the steps and into the long room, past costumed attendants that make him lean back a little, Daedalus loosens their arms and clasps his hand instead, a bit more comfortable and less formal parading.

There's so much to look around and see- it's a bit much to take in at once, particularly after he's spend about a week lounging around the apartment.

His voice is muffled slightly from the beak, he has to lean in to be heard clearly.]

I could swear Elaine's expanded it, and she's redone the entire interior, since we went for the opening...

[Embellished gold and white winked where all the stately polished black marble normally rose from the floor in sleek columns. His eyes followed them all the way up to the ceiling, eyes widening at the sight of chandeliers.]

...Were the parties on Luna like this?

[hisdiscretion]

Only the really good ones.

[The bigger-inside space reminds him a little bit more of the Count's strange hideaway.]

They're not usually so... spooky, though. I do believe she's outdone herself.

[gaveherwings]

Even the staff's dressed...clever.

[He agrees, glancing behind them at the door attendants.]

I don't see our host though-

ugh what is spelling I will go to bed now ;;

[forgingtorch]

You're not looking closely.

[Elaine calls from an angle of his right. Although only her voice is recognizable. Her body seems like unsubstantial, silhouette made of outer space, framed by a blue cape.]

Hi. Welcome to the Masquerade.

[hisdiscretion]

[Franz is a little surprised - even after having witnessed so many unusual things in Siren's Port. But he does smile behind his mask, and pull away to offer a gentlemanly bow to their hostess.]

Thank you for having us. This is an amazing party.

[gaveherwings]

[His eyes widen behind the mask- and Daedalus does stare a little more openly than his companion, because Franz has had the liberties of seeing the stars with his own eyes before. Daedalus has never quite laid his eyes on the universe, outside of the museum planetarium.]

It's....yes...You've done a wonderful job with it, Elaine. I scarcely recognize the club, from the last time we were here!

[athermercy]

[ she curtseys with her long cloak. It's a little limiting, but she'll work with what she has. ]

You're welcome. I'm glad you could drag him. [ Daedalus has had a harsh month too. She smiles broadly when he stares at the stars. ]

The club's disguised tonight with us.

[makes_asteroids]

[No costume could hide Daedalus from Erik, although his own was a far cry from his normal attire as well. The red wine in his glass and the blue of his eyes stood out sharply in the sea of white and silver.]

[gaveherwings]

[It took a doubletake- and then another, subtle shift of a look, to confirm that was indeed his coworker.

He smiled beneath his mask, and stepped over with a small motion of his hand, an awkward sort of wave.]

[makes_asteroids]

[He was enjoying the double and triple looks he was receiving tonight. Quite a lot. Elegantly, befitting his costume, he nodded slightly, but spoke warmly.]

Good evening.

[gaveherwings]

[Daedalus felt obliged to pull up his own mask partway, if only to make speaking a little less muffled into the beak of his mask.]

You're ah- Out and about as well, Doctor Xavier?

[makes_asteroids]

Yes. Emma wished to attend.

[He smiled - his own mask was just stuck to his face, free of straps or glue but left him fee of having to fool with it to eat, drink, or speak.]

[gaveherwings]

Oh, I see-

[A curious smile- of course, it was always someone else's social life that a busy professional wound up tagging along for an an excuse.

Just the same, he might say he was here for Franz- except that was only a half-truth, he'd sorely needed to get out of the apartment and used to being around people again, after a week's isolation from work. And he did mean to see Elaine, congratulate her.]

[makes_asteroids]

Yes. And I haven't been here since Elaine took over.

[Just because it was the truth didn't mean it was the whole truth.]