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WHO: YOU.
WHEN: Valentine’s Day, sundown – 4 a.m.
WHERE:

caughtthebullet estate, the Palace.

And what is a City overrun by Venice flair without its masque?

Come sundown, the overly-lit Palace, suffering under a sea of orchids and a white-and-gold palette, will be welcoming the ladies and gentlemen of our fair City as its guests to this year’s Valentine’s Day ball. Have no fear, the Palace staff has been given notice to help newcomers dock their gondolas!

Should they lack their own, ladies will be served a dance card, white cape and masque upon arrival. Gentlemen without can also be helped find a suitablemask.

Guests will not be introduced by name, but by their choice of pseudonym; instead, they can play the guessing game until masks are formally removed at midnight, giving their time, and maybe their hearts to some hopeful stranger.

jesusing_clown and a cohort of waiters will produce the evening’s treats;

taravata will be attending on any task that calls for strong arms and keen balance;

risetwice’s patisserie will be providing breads, cakes, and the evening’s tort; and

eagleofautozam has promised sweets and candied souvenirs.

The ball’s sponsor and delightful host,

caughtthebullet passes his compliments, and the

sparkling_by puts himself at your service.

Ladies and Gentlemen:

Please, be welcome.

[ooc: up very early, but you know what to do! Thread, threadjack, take advantage of the masks for cute shenanigans, and most of all, have fun! ]

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“Please do.” A smile you can’t really see due to the mask, but can clearly hear in his voice, “Don’t be shy about asking for more. We aren’t in danger of running out of sweets any time soon.”

"Thank you." Merry plucks up the caramel chocolate truffle, happily eating before wiping her fingers again. The least she could do was be polite that way.

"Which one is your favorite? Or are all of them your favorite?"

“I do like all of them… but if I had to choose a favorite,”

And now this is a flavor you have to try. Poor girl will be on a sugar high for the rest of the party.
Eagle indicates the last truffle flavor that she has not yet sampled.

“the Raspberry filled one. We don’t have that kind of berry on my world and I really have taken a strong liking to it.”

Merry tilted her head at the last truffle, blinking up at Eagle curiously.

"You don't have raspberries in your world?"

Well, that was something new she'd learned. Even the environments of other worlds were different... The girl decided to take his recommendation and reached for the last truffle, popping it into her mouth.

"Ah-- it's really good!"

“No. Apparently raspberries are indigenous to the Earth. We don‘t have anything quite like them on Autozam.”

He smiles, happy that his new favorite flavor is as delicious to the young lady as it is to him.

“I’m glad you like it. There are several more of us acting as servers today… if you find yourself in need of more candy later on.”

Preparing to leave then, as there were candy hungry people all over this ballroom.

“I hope you enjoy the rest of the Masque.”

Merry nodded in understanding before grinning. How kind of him to inform her that the servers would still be around.

"I'll keep that in mind, thank you!" She dipped into a small curtsy to thank him a final time. "I hope you do as well."