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Post by Susan Vandom on Nov 28, 2008 14:12:06 GMT -5
"It doesn't really matter. It's your ball, you act the way you feel like!" He smiled and patted her on the head, running his fingers through her easily-messy hair. "The guests should be arriving soon. Phobos wouldn't like it if we made you wait too long!"
He laughed lightly. "This is a welcoming ball, so welcome home, Elyon."
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Post by Elyon on Nov 28, 2008 14:35:23 GMT -5
"Th- Thanks." Elyon said, smiling at Cedric. She felt uncertain though. Like he said: it's her ball, so she should probably have to play her par too. But nobody has told her yet, just what her part in all of this exacly is...
When Cedric looked the other way, Elyon bit her lip, while tidying up her hair again. Anything could happen during the ball...
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Post by Prince Phobos on Nov 29, 2008 1:40:17 GMT -5
Just then, the doors to the ballroom slam open. A muscular man (who looks like Arnold Schwarzenegger) enters. He is followed by a crowd of nicely dressed soldiers & servants in pretty dresses. All have taken human form in Elyon's honor. The band gets into place & begins the first song, a romantic tune. Everyone begins to dance while the servants, who willingly volunteered to work, walk around & offer sweet mead & snacks.
The muscular man approaches Elyon & bows.
Man: "May I have the honor of this dance?"
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Post by Susan Vandom on Nov 29, 2008 17:26:35 GMT -5
Cedric nudged and winked with a friendly smile. "You'll do just fine. It's your ball, remember that." Despite his friendly attitude, he felt a small sting of jealousy...
Hmph. All bronzes and no brains.
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Post by Elyon on Nov 30, 2008 8:10:34 GMT -5
As the doors opened, and the first wave of guests entered, Elyon started to feel a little nervous. What would all these people expect of her? Was she supposed to greet them? She quickly noticed a minor detail though... No blue people?
Elyon had seen several people of the Galhot tribe before, during her stay in Metamoor, and although unusual-looking, it had become a slightly more common sight over time... But where were those blue people now? It was a bit strange, actually. She didn't expect she'd notice their absence at a--
"May I have the honor of this dance?" Elyon looked up. She hadn't expected anyone to talk to her yet... Let alone, anyone who wasn't Cedric. The person in question had a big and tough build. In fact, he looked like he could come straight out of an action movie. Although he looked like a true ladykiller and Elyon couldn't help but notice a lot of good qualities, she also noticed that he was very different from Cedric. It was slightly discomforting actually...
"You'll do just fine. It's your ball, remember that." she heard Cedric say. Briefly looking at him to see how he actually felt about this, Elyon decided to step up and take matter into her own hands. After all, if even Cedric approves... Then what could possibly happen?
"Very well." she replied. "To whom am I granting this honour then?"
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Post by Prince Phobos on Dec 1, 2008 0:06:56 GMT -5
Man: *slightly offended* "What do you mean, to whom? Don't tell me you've forgotten the sound of my voice already."
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Post by Elyon on Dec 1, 2008 13:17:40 GMT -5
The man's remark made Elyon feel uneasy. Slightly offended, perhaps. Really. Where in the world would she have met this guy before then? "I'm sorry. I'm not very good with names."she lied. Although he seemed to have met her before, Elyon had no clue when or where. Something fishy was going on here...
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Post by Prince Phobos on Dec 1, 2008 13:37:56 GMT -5
Man: The princess not good at names? Impossible! Lord Cedric was supposed to instruct her on all the important names so she'd be ready for the ball. Unless... T hat snake merely dismissed me as an unimportant peon! *notices Elyon's uneasiness* Just great, Vathek! Your one chance to do something important on your own & you blew it! You are such a complete idiot!He becomes the hideous blue thing that he is & gets down on one knee. Vathek: "I'm sorry, Princess. I meant no disrespect. I thought human forms would make you feel more comfortable. So... Well..." *bows his head in shame* "Just name your punishment..."
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Post by Elyon on Dec 1, 2008 13:48:30 GMT -5
"Aah!" Elyon yelled. Clearly she was startled that prototype action hero suddenly turned blue and bald. She just barely heard what Vathek had actually said, from the shock. But she quickly calmed down, and noticed almost everyone in the room was looking at her now... "N-Nothing. No punishment!" she nervously replied. "Just tell what you meant with 'human forms'..."
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Post by Prince Phobos on Dec 1, 2008 14:09:19 GMT -5
Vathek: "What? Y-you didn't know? Every Meridianite has access to magic, even the most lowly peasant can take on human form. Surely Lord Cedric would have informed you of such common knowledge by now?"
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Post by Elyon on Dec 1, 2008 14:26:53 GMT -5
"Well, no. He didn't..." Elyon admitted. Not minding things too much, she decided that the ball had to go on "But anyway: are you gonna start our dance or have you changed your mind?"
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Post by Prince Phobos on Dec 1, 2008 15:31:56 GMT -5
Vathek: "Of course not! Only a fool would pass up a chance to dance with the Light of Meridian." *stands up* "Shall I return to my human appearance?"
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Post by Will on Dec 1, 2008 20:42:04 GMT -5
[Enter: Guardians from Tailor Jinks' Room]
*The doors were pushed open wide and Will could barely contain her gasp at the splendor of the room. The party was already in full swing and Will could just see Elyon near the center of the dance floor. Will sighed and bit her lip. There were so many ways that this could go wrong, and all that was good, evil, and those lost or in between were all in the same place*
"Let the fun begin," Will whispered.
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Post by Prince Phobos on Dec 1, 2008 23:17:26 GMT -5
[Soldier A: Enter from Tailor Jink's Room]
Soldier A: "Oh yes, fun... Fun watching you all make fools of yourselves."
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Post by Will on Dec 1, 2008 23:29:03 GMT -5
*Will took a deep breath*
Self-control, Will. Ignorance is key. Don't make a scene, just watch Elyon.
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