tampered | Log; Ongoing

Log; Ongoing

When; Sunday, October the 10th
Rating;Pretty sure it’ll stay around PG, but with this crowd, who knows?
Characters; EVERYONE
Summary; Glinda decides that what the City needs is a good end-of-the-year gala.
Log;

It was almost 8 o'clock and everything had been set up.

Rangiku and Hotaru had strung up red, white, and silver streamers everywhere and several buffet tables were scattered throughout the area. Someone had suggested the hanging of mistletoe. Glinda didn’t know what its purpose was, but it was so pretty, so she had Rangiku add a few sprigs here and there.

Glinda had already briefed those who had volunteered to act as security. They were to enjoy the party, of course, but if they saw anyone causing trouble, it was up to them to handle it. The fireworks team had brought a lot of pyrotechnics. Glinda prayed they knew what they were doing. And Tayuya was off to the side, warming up.

Glinda had been shocked to see the young girl show up at all, let alone in a dress. As she had promised Glinda, the dress wasn't at all obscene. Glinda smoothed a non-existent wrinkle from her own dress and put a hand to her heart. She was nervous, but tried to reassure herself that everything would be perfect.

She checked the time. 8 o'clock. Time for everyone to arrive...

After the fireworks and before the final dance, Glinda stands on a platform at the front of the crowd. Using a holographic projector set up by Cobray, she makes an announcement to the crowd...

Fellow Citizens... I wanted to thank you all for being here. This has been one of the best nights of my life, and I hope each of you can say the same. It was a lot of work to plan this, but I can't take all the credit. This place is so beautiful thanks to Rangiku and Hotaru. Thank you to Sanji and everyone else who worked so hard on the buffet. I'm sure everyone agrees it was all delicious! To my security team, you did wonderfully. Everything went off without a hitch, thanks to you. Shizune, the gift exchange was wonderfully done. Tayuya, the music was beautiful, and so are you. It warms my heart to see you dressed like a lady. And it's nice to see you use that flute for something other than making threats. Thanks also to the pyrotechnics team. I'm glad you knew what you were doing. If I forgot anyone, I'm sorry. But know I'm grateful for all you've done!

Well, the hour is late, and we only have time for one last dance. But though this is the end of the night, don’t think this is the end of the holiday festivities. Motoko and I have a concert in the works for later this month. Anyone who would like to audition should see Motoko or myself to sign up. Tayuya, if you will...

{ooc: Log is open, everyone GO!~ I hope you all fun. My thanks go out to Shizune-mun for coming up with the gift exchange, as well as setting it up. ♥ to you!

A note; Glinda's announcement comes just after the fireworks and just before the final dance... so sometime after midnight. Reference to it whenever you want. Thanks to Cobray-mun for that idea. Also, it is not necessary to interact in this thread. Start your own in your journals, just like with the snowball fight if you’d like. Also, it is also not necessary to interact with Glinda if you don’t want to. However, if you do want to, this is the best place, as I won’t be starting my own thread in her journal.

I can't guarantee I'll be home all day. Today is the school band concert and I promised a friend I’d go. But, if anyone needs me, my AIM is christinemasque and my email is phantom.masque98@gmail.com . I believe I might be able to answer email through my cell phone, so if it's urgent, that's the best way to reach me. But, I don't think any problems should arise. *crosses fingers* See you all at the party!~

Oh, and there will be more info on the aforementioned concert later in Poly-Extra}

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Captain Holly Short didn't know what to think or expect.

Of course, she didn't look the part of her rank tonight -- she couldn't. People from left and right suggested she'd don something more befitting to her gender as well as to the occassion, and although it wasn't like her to fold under such minimal pressure, she did anyway. Perhaps there was some small part of her that didn't mind the dolling up, the green dress, the touch of jewelry. ...The small blaster strapped beneath the layers. Just in case.

But even so, there was something nagging at her. Gene had hinted repeatedly on something happening at the Ball, and she hadn't been able to pry it from the soldier. She'd smiled and said her hello's to citizens, to Vala and the Major General as they met up for the party; but, while there was so much to do, so many distractions -- she couldn't stop dwelling on it.

What?

Tayuya kept the flute tones soft, barely audible for now. She was warming up, fingers nimbly dancing across the metal flute, scales going up and down, fast and quick. She shifted her seat in her chair, shooting a glance down at her dress as she did so.

She hated dresses. ... But not that much. What she hated right now was that during that curse day she'd gotten a tatoo. ... Of a snake. ... On her breast, which peeked out from the top of the green fabric. Fucking curse days.

Turning her attention back to her instrument, she drew out a cleaning cloth, running it down the metal for a bit of shine before bringing the flute to her lips once more, continuing to warm up.

Lyra Silvertongue had not been to anything like this before.

But stil she wasn't going to let that stop her from having fun, so she smoothed the dark blue fabric of her dress, (Which looked rather old fashioned compared to the things other people were wearing, but she didn't really notice.) Pan was on her shoulders, curled around her neck.

Stepping forward, she looked around for anyone she recognized. Well, at least the food looked good.

Glinda walked over to the seated woman. "Tayuya, I know we've had our... differences, but I wanted to thank you again for playing tonight. And you look beautiful in that dress. You should wear nice things more often."

She looked around. "It looks like more peple are starting to arrive. Whenever you're ready, you can start."

"... Yeah." Tayuya put the flute down in her lap, leaning back in her chair with elbows propped on the back of it. Rather unladylike, despite her feminine appearence.

"You owe me." She was trying to be civil. Tossing a locke of red hair behind her shoulder as she spoke, casting about, glad that her new curse seal was covered by the halter tie on the green dress.

Greed walked out dressed in his fine black kimono. He took up a spot near the entrance and greeted the people as the walked in, giving each male a strong handshake with just a hint of smile that says, 'I will fuck you up if you're troublesome.'

"Welcome, everyone! Have a good time!"

"'Sup, Holly!"

Greed ran from his post to greet her, his kimono flapping as he ran.

"I know." Glinda smiled. "I'm not sure how I'm going to pay you back yet. If you can think of anything reasonable, let me know, and I'll try my best."

"Reasonable?" Tayuya repeated the stress on the word the older woman had used. "You act as though I'm usually unreasonable." She bobbed her ankle a bit, heel flapping loosely.

Robin was certainly enjoying herself.

Her day had been rather...heavy and eventful, so the party was a welcome distraction from the worries that were on her mind. Even though she hadn't been to a party in ages, she could remember the sounds, colours and smell every event like this had.

She sauntered around, actually doing nothing at all, merely enjoying the fact that there were so many people to observe and smile at. She sipped her drink while she was waiting for someone interesting to show up.

"No, I didn't say that. I'm just trying to protect myself. I can't work miracles anymore anyways." Glinda gestured with her wand. It no longer gave her any power, but she carried it everywhere nonetheless.

"You do that." Tayuya wasn't trying too hard to keep the smirk off her face. "You still having those nightmares?" She asked, fingers curled around her instrument. "Nasty things, those."

A slight frown passed over Glinda's face. "Actually, yes. They've been on and off for awhile. They stopped for three days and I thought was through with them, but then they came back last night. ...Why?" Tayuya was behaving herself and being civil, but Glinda knew it was unlike her to care.

"Just looking after my master's favorites." Tayuya smirked fully now, bringing her flute back to her lips. "Have a good night, Glinda." She murmured, breath misting over the mouthplate on the instrument, beginning to play and effectively cutting off their conversation, eyes closing as she let the melodies drift out over the temple.

Kiba dressed up in a red kimono, keeping a spot near the entrance, while Akamaru, utilizing the Jujin Bunshin to look like Kiba, kept an eye on the inner workings. For the most part, he acted relatively civilized, relative in comparison to how he normally acts, anyway.

"ehhhh, I wish Tayuya knew how to play more than just the flute. This music is gonna put me to sleep sooner or later."

"Hm. And you as well Tayuya," Glinda said, but Tayuya's playing masked the words. Glinda excused herself and disappeared into the crowd.

She gave in. How could she not? Nell wouldn't stop asking, in the end. So in the dress with a few too many frills for Hinamori to be comfortable in, being dragged along by Nell, she entered the party, pausing only to make sure that Nell wasn't in immediate danger of running off and getting lost. Despite the little arrancars ability to be annoying, Hinamori couldn't help but enjoy the company she gave. And there was something about her mischievous streak - although Hinamori would have preferred her shinigami robes left alone - that reminded her of how Hitsugaya used to act.

All in all, Hinamori had been won over by the little girls constant pleading. The sad face had only swung the argument in her favour, and it had been downhill from there, especially when Grimmjow had intervened. So it was frilly.

But it could have been worse, and she let the little arrancar lead her around by the hand content that at least the girl hadn't chosen something less... covering. And although the prospect of running into Grimmjow did weigh heavily on her mind, watching the girl grin and run about happily helped soothe her worries. For now, anyway.

Elle's self assured smirk widened as she looped an arm with the nightmare on one side and John Constantine on the other as they entered. "Easy, fellas. You'll get your own time together. But let's look pretty for the pictures hm?" She laughed as the Corinthian shook his head. In retaliation she pinched his upper arm.

John on the other hand didn't give two shits. That was alright by Elle, it's hard to pinch through leather anyway.

"Face it, we're fucking hot," Elle said catching her reflection on a mounted mirror.

Oh, there was someone she'd met before! Lyra started heading towards her, her hands wawing wildly.

"Hi Momo! Nice dress!"

"You are!" Greed said, sliding around a corner.

"Very sexy, indeed."

He quirked a brow at that pinch, not so much a painful one more so than it was annoying. Right, he pushed his shades up, not a John Lennon pair tonight thanks, those bit the dust ages ago. His hair was a little more groomed than usual too, as white as the supernaturally clean snow of the city.

"I think it might be just you," said the Corinthian with a little smirk to that sliver of bare leg under Elle's dress, "lady luck."

Just in time too, he noted the homunculus turned bouncer sliding by, not that the nightmare had anticipated his arrival, surely.

Along with a handshake, a very neatly dressed Syaoran stepped up before the security guard with a soft smile with a present in hand. Though, he was reluctant about entering his name into the gift exchange, thinking it was better to give than receive, but in the end he'd given in.

"Greed-san?" His voice soft at first, but he managed to speak up. "I have a gift for you."

She chuckled nervously at the compliment, a small smile slipping into place as she turned to the young girl.

"Thank you, Lyra. You look very nice yourself."

Lyra twirled around, grinning broadly.

"You think so? You should try the food, it's really good. Nell's having fun isn't she?"

Elle turned her head toward the new voice. "Looks like we're all looking pretty good." She slid her arm out of Cori's and gave his behind a decreet smack.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear to keep her line of vision clear. Looks like we have a healthy looking piece of man. Her red tinged lips curled upward.

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Page 1 of 38

Log; Ongoing

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject