WHO: Anyone involved in the auction. If your character wasn't, they have to make a donation of at least $25 at the door. Don't forget to tag yourselves in!
WHERE:
Lensherr-Maximoff Castle, Rhinebeck County, New York.
WHEN: 7 PM, tonight.
WARNINGS: Anything can happen, so I'd tread carefully.
SUMMARY: The Lensherr-Maximoffs hold a masquerade ball in
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She stood by the door way, greeting and smiling charmingly at each masked individual that walked through.
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"So when's greeting duty over, huh?"
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"Are you in a hurry?" She called over the heads of rich passerbys.
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"Find a date?" he asked her casually.
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Clad in a lowcut black silk dress, Selina moved along the fringes of the gathering, eyes drifting automatically to the jewels worn by the attendees. Old habits and all.
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So she walked up to her, little sparkles of light swirling around her body as she gave a greeting. She didn't recognize Selina, due to the wig, the mask and them only meeting the once, but Ali never had a problem with meeting new people. Strangers always ended up being friends.
"Hi there." She finally said. "I just wanted to say that I really like your dress."
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She offered the other woman a smile. "Thanks. Badgley Mischka."
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As she entered with the rest of the titan posse, her eyes began to scan the area. ... it was beautiful, rustic even. Perhaps she could have a decent night after all, even if it would be spent against one of the walls, watching the others...
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It wasn't just about observing that, of course, but about keeping an eye on... well, whoever else was here, assuming they were involved in the auction and had enough money and influence here to be so. And it was always good to keep track of social groups and movements ( ... )
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Tim got the first bit of her attention as she sidled up to him, careful not to trip on the skirts of her dress - she was used to more form-fitting attire, rather than something like this. It was unique, to say the least.
She had missed his presence in the tower, regardless of how short his absence really was. There was something about his spirit and drive that always seemed to perk her up if things got bad, and oh had they gotten bad.
With as sweet of a smile as she could manage, she finally made an attempt to talk to him. "Hey..."
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"Hey. Nice dress." Lame, but honest.
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At least he's comfortable in a pair of really grungy military boots.
He's not leaving his date's side for long, but sometimes he can't help but gravitate to the chocolate fountain. Excess, maybe, but he's still a growing boy, and that pancake-batter covered deep fried french toast isn't keeping him.
[ooc: timezoned Mici is timezoned! Tussah and I will both tag back tomorrow, GLaDOS is mysteriously anonymous unless Tussah gives the okay to recognize her, I think~]
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With her free hand, she adjusts her mask and scans the room silently. She is looking for Edward Nygma, and -- secondarily -- Tony Stark.
Eventually, she leans towards John and whispers to him in her strangely singsong voice: "THESE SHOES ARE PROBLEMATIC."
ooc; Very few people know what GLaDOS looks like and has only utilized video or her human voice under encryptions. If she has not done this with your character before, you will not be able to recognize her beyond "John's date Gwen".
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He puts one arm around her waist. He doesn't generally touch people, but GLaDOS is a different case. As much as he can trust someone outside his family, he trusts her. So supporting her isn't too much of a problem. "I can't give much advice," he tells her in a low voice, but now he has an arm around her waist to give her additional balance.
"Do you want to sit? I can go find Nygma for you."
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"NO EDWARD NYGMA IS A SMART MAN. HE GATHERS AND COLLATES INFORMATION LIKE ME. IT WOULD BE UNADVISABLE TO ESTABLISH ANY FORM OF CONTACT. HE WOULD KNOW IF YOU WERE WATCHING." Her mouth turns downwards into a tiny (almost precious) scowl before she looks down at her feet.
"THIS IS SUBOPTIMAL."
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Tonight he was wearing a navy blue Italian tux and a small, simple matching eye mask. His mood was good, and he was feeling up for dancing and socializing.
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She didn't really want to be here, but she still came.
"So." She trailed off. "This looks nice."
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However, Alison's nervousness did not go unnoticed. Warren knew she had her reasons, but he really was hoping she'd eventually open up and have a good time. "Are you okay?"
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She paused.
"And don't worry. Wanda and I have a truce."
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