FRANZISKA VON KARMA ♦ [010]

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Who: All of Somarium! Everyone may enter! ANYONE.
Where: Reception hall in the second district
Style: First
Status: Open

Welcome to the Second Annual Police Banquet and Award Ceremony!The men blocking the front doors of the reception hall will not allow any guest in without both formal attire and a ticket, unless you are particularly sneaky. It

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MINGLING!

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[All pleasant mingling goes here.]

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[After getting everything prepared for the grand evening, the petite woman is standing near the front entrance of the building to greet the Somarium's residents kindly (or as kindly as Franziska von Karma possibly can). The same as last year, she's exchanged her usual gaudy attire for a new dark blue dress.

Her whip can't be seen, but it really can't be that far away...]

[white_polaris]

Hello Franziska.

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Headmistress Serenity. [She gives the older woman a polite curtsey.]

It is pleasant to see you again, as always.

DANCE FLOOR

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[Though Franziska won't participate herself, there is a large floor for getting down if you feel foolish enough to dance in front of everyone.]

Closed to Draco but feel free to interject comments on the dancing and omg boys dancing togetherness

[sonuvasnitch]

[ Harry's been eying the dance floor for most of the evening, and while he hadn't dared to enter that dreaded area last year he's actually going to make a stand at it in this one. Strange how so much has happened between the last ball and this.

[ He turns to Draco and offers his hand to the blond beside him even as his heart pounds in apprehension. ]

Shall we?

[mudbloodhater]

[his surprise shows slightly when Harry asks him to dance, but Draco accepts nonetheless, sliding his hand into that of his boyfriend.]

I don't see why not. Didn't know you danced, though.

[sonuvasnitch]

I don't.

[ Harry pulled slightly to lead Draco onto the dance floor. Despite what he just said, he takes Draco's hand and waist in the proper places. ]

I had Tamaki teach me.

RAFFLE

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[The raffle awards will be given out right at 8pm.]

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[After the crowd has settled down with their drinks in hand, Franziska comes forward to announce the winner's of this year's raffle.]

The winners are as follows:
Headmistress Serenity- a brand new toaster.
Desmond Miles- trip for two for a full day at one of Somni's spa resorts.
Roderich Edelstein- a pass for 18 holes at Somni's exclusive golf course (plus free rented golf cart).
Liquid Snake- a gift card for a fabulous dinner for two at one of Somni's finest restaurants.

And the grand prize winner of the sports car is Mr. Lucius Malfoy.

Come forward and claim your prizes.

AWARD CEREMONY

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[About ten minutes after the raffle prizes have been given out, the actual police awards will be given out.]

[failedprince]

[Clovis looks up a bit at the award given to his little brother.]

Lelouch was? [He smiles brightly even though he feels that his little brother, in fact all of his family, deserved far more awards than what they were given. Ah, well, what can one do. That does not stop him from clapping loudly for his dear little brother, all the same.

Though, he is now wondering why Edgeworth did not receive any award. At least there should be a best dressed. Ah, he really doesn't understand these commoners' awards, but he is trying. Look at how much he is trying.]

MURDER PLOT POST.

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[BANG.

It is precisely as the crowd has quieted down at the end of the Police Award Ceremony when a door to the side of the room leading to the kitchens is flung open nosily and without restraint.

In stumbles Franziska von Karma, the Prosecutioral Prodigy and youngest daughter of the highly esteemed Manfred von Karma, a pale hand clutched tightly into the gaping hole of a wound in her abdomen. But try as she might to hold herself together and keep her family's respected blood from spilling out onto the pristine ballroom floor, not even a stubborn woman like Franziska can fight against death itself and win.

THUD.

And with a brief panicked look around the crowd, the woman drops to the ground gracelessly. Her whip lays forgotten in the doorway.

But just what is that sound in the background behind her? A faint laugh echoing off the walls in the hallway behind her?]

ITT: THE POLICE TAKE CHARGE

[chose_death]

[But Edgeworth will have little time to sicken himself further over his adoptive sister's untimely demise.

At the back of his throat, where his neck meets his shoulder, Edgeworth will feel a large, sturdy hand grip him firmly and hold him back from the woman. It is Inspector Javert, who leaped out of the crowd and straight to action before anyone else could properly respond, his face grim, solemn, and alert. He pulls the Chief Prosecutor away from the fallen girl and turns him to stare full in the face.]

I am very sorry for this, Monsieur. I do respect your authority as my superior, [murmurs Javert with a steely voice.] But you are leaving. Now.

NIGHTRAY! [he calls commandingly over the crowd.] Come here! You will take Monsieur away immediately! Send for the emergency physicians on your way!

[Javert, with a hand gripping Edgeworth like a vice, turns to survey the crowd and shout crisp, abrupt instructions over the din:]

The rest of you, stay back! Weasley, Brooks, Death the Kid, we need a perimeter. Vermillion, Potter, snatch

O7

[sonuvasnitch]

[ Why does this always happen to Harry? Can't he ever just have a good thing happen to him without something going absolutely off it's rocker right after? Still he has the sense to get Draco out of here and get to work. ]

Draco, listen to me. Go home. Go back with your parents all right, don't worry you'll be fine with them. [ At least he can trust Lucius to protect his family. ]

Ron! Meet me outside when you're done!

[ And with that Harry's turned and heading back through the kitchen to the scene of the crime. ]