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Post by Rin Minigawa on Aug 5, 2015 7:08:39 GMT -5
So it's that time of year, it's near Christmas time, it's snowing, but the Ball is in fill swing. Since we didn't think of a theme this year, we will use the default theme of formal masquerade!! Enjoy!
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Post by Michelle Lunar on Aug 7, 2015 23:57:24 GMT -5
Her heels tapped against the dance floor as her dress waved across her leg's with each step. she had a black dress that feathered a little longer down one side then another. You would think she would were a nice winter like dress for this masquerade and yet she wore black. Yet with that known the black dress splattered with white as if live snow was falling across it her mask was white with black feathers that barely kept from tangling with in her hair. She peered across the room watching all who danced some dressed as if princes yet most around where princess.
She found herself by the beautiful decorated tree that stood tall, this school had far more money than they knew what to do with. You see this holiday season was not one that was celebrated in her family really no holiday was. So you can see why she may look bitterly at it, and yet here Michelle stood waiting. She waited for her love Momo-chan she had slide a note under her door hopeful she would see it, she after all had a rather grand surprize to make their love known to the three sister schools. she held a small box in hand she would walk her love to the middle of the ball room and promise something..but what?
For a girl who knew little of this holiday season she wanted to let her girlfriend know she was willing to make it a special one.
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Post by Zephyra Dónall on Aug 12, 2015 7:54:14 GMT -5
The soft tap of hard soles echoed around the tall redhead, matching the soft thrum of music coming from the hall she was making her way toward. Her hands moved nervously to tug her stark white gloves more snugly against her digits while her shoulders lifted in a barely audible deep breath. 'Here goes nothing.'
Zephyra finally stepped into the brightly lit room and cast her crimson gaze around, she placed a neutral expression on her face while taking in the grandeur. So many bright colored gowns and flashy suits made her a bit uncomfortable, but she pushed the thought away and smoothed a hand over the silk, midnight blue frock coat she wore. Soon she made her way to a quiet corner, close to the tall tree as if to hide herself from any wandering gazes. In all truthfulness though it was so she could watch all the swirling dancers without interruption and keep an eye out for a certain Lolita. Not that she would ever confess to looking forward to seeing the smaller woman. That would give her far too much satisfaction and she would most certainly gain endless teasings.
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Post by Asami Takashi on Aug 13, 2015 0:07:08 GMT -5
This was stupid. A stupid gathering in a stupid place full of stupid people doing stupid things to stupid music in stupid costumes. And what was even more stupid, was that she was going.
A long black lace dress, floor length and an ornate black mask, black gloves, more lace, more ribbon, until it looked like she'd stepped from the pages of some black doll fairy tale. The auditorium opened up before her, she remembered the last time she'd been to this stud thing was when she told Kendall she was hers. Not more than two months before that same girl had betrayed her and fallen for another. Sure, the lolita had been absent at the time, but it didn't make her feel any less bitter about being forgotten so easily.
Now she was coming because, well, she didn't have to have a reason did she? She could come to this stupid thing if she wanted to, it was no ones business why she was coming. She glared about behind her mask and black feather fan before spotting a red head. She stormed up, as if on a mission to slap her right across the face, but in stead immediately averted her direct path to the left and stopped curtly beside her.
"So you came too." she said behind her fan, trying to seem as displeased as possible. Really, she was already over the nostalgia and was far more relaxed standing near the red head. She'd marched up to her because she wanted to make a bee line for something familiar. She hated being alone with her memories anywhere, especially alone with memories of Kendall. Standing beside the younger girl helped her forget.
Dark eyes stole a glance at the girl's apparel. "Not bad," she said, appraising it, "it doesn't look so cheap." She snorted and looked at the dancing ballroom. All she could do was glare and fan herself faster. Idiots. All of them. Idiots. Ugh. Of course, if she was asked to dance, maybe it wouldn't be so idiotic. Maybe, it would even be bearable.
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Post by Zephyra Dónall on Aug 13, 2015 5:52:23 GMT -5
A soft sigh passed her lips and she reached up to adjust the matching blue and silver mask over her face shifting it so it sat straight on the bridge of her nose. These things were so suffocating. Zephyra cast her gaze around once more, on the verge of giving up spotting Lady Asami. Another sigh passed her lips and she was just about to lean back against the wall when a black figure appeared at the doors. The girl quickly straightened her jacket and pulled any wrinkles from it before the woman could spot her.
"Aye. I'm here." Crimson hues glanced at the tiny lolita, but quickly shifted back to the dancers when she noticed her shift of attention. Thankfully her three quarter mask hid her cheeks and the blush that painted them a soft red. That.. that was a compliment!
"You look as beautiful as always, Lady Asami."
Zephyra instantly went stiff as she uttered the words. Stupid, stupid, stupid! She gulped silently and lifted an amazingly steady hand as the orchestra began another number, trying to cover her embarrassment with confidence.
"May I have your first dance of the evening?" Her gaze locked on the far wall of the auditorium so she wouldn't have to see the girl's expression for a moment. Then she remembering her manners and turned her body toward Asami and bowed slightly over her extended hand.
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Post by Coyote-Hymn Foster on Aug 15, 2015 21:00:41 GMT -5
It was time, once again, for the Winter Ball. That magical time of the year when girls from all over the campus would get together to have fun and dance the night away. This year, was to be a masquerade ball. But, that wasn't the only thing that was going to be different. Coyote-Hymn Foster was the Etoile. The Seme Etoile, to be specific. This brought along a whole new set of circumstances. Namely that there were going to be a lot of eyes on herself and her partner, Hiroko.
All of that aside, she was mostly just looking forward to spending some time with her girlfriend and seeing just what sort of costume she would be wearing to the ball. Whatever it was, the Canadian was sure she would look beautiful.
Coyote had gone for something relatively simple. The suit she wore, she hoped looked “knightly” enough. It was black, with a red jacket and matching red bow tie. Her mask was made to look like it was made up of bright red maple leaves. Once more, it was an outfit that proclaimed a love her native land.
Her preparations were finished and now all she had to do was meet up with the bluenette. A very familiar flutter resided in her chest as she neared the dorm room of the LeRim girl. She wrapped her knuckles on the door and stood back and waited with a smile.
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Post by Asami Takashi on Aug 19, 2015 20:11:52 GMT -5
She ignored the compliment, taking it for granted, but the next words sent her eyes shooting toward the taller red head. She stiffened, blushed and glared all at once behind her fan. She wanted to, of course she did, duh. But The younger girl bowed. Asami couldn't help it, she looked away in girlish embarrassment, quickly and seamlessly hidden by an eyeroll.
"Of course," she said taking the hand and folding her fan, allowing it to hang from the black ribbon around her wrist. She lifted the hem of her dress so she could glide out and take position. She never danced like this. With Kendall it was...different. She'd been so determined to make her a possession, this was just dancing and it made her feel something new. She was pleased, she decided, though she tried not to let it show too much. Her dance partner's height gave the illusion that she was older and it made Asami wonder if she was actually having feelings for her. Of course, she wouldn't do anything about it, no way she'd be that stupid again.
Still, the tsundere was finding it increasingly more difficult to look her partner in the eye.
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Post by Nami "Konosuke" Ishihara on Aug 19, 2015 20:51:08 GMT -5
She made her way into the ball with a strut, a blue and white ensemble with feathers to look as cool as possible. She wandered as if the music played only for her. Her buddy Coyote would surely be here, though a sweep of the room revealed she wasn't around just yet. So much elegance, it was pretty neat, like going to a renaissance ball or something, but it didn't suit her. She liked dance music, something with a beat you could jive to.
But then she spotted a familiar face,
"Oy! Shoka-sama!" She called, spotting the unmistakable hair of the infamous Spican.
The purplenette turned to aknowledge her.
"Hello, Konosuke."
"You go to these things?" She asked, putting her hands on her hips. Shoka turned from the admiring crowd around her to assume a more casual stance.
"Yes. Of course. I do it for them." She gestured with her cup of punch at the girls who giggled and whispered amongst themselves looking at them both shyly.
Konosuke laughed and pushed her mask up to the side so it was more like a headband.
"I couldn't do what you do," she joked, pushing her hands into her pockets.
"Sure you could," said the purplenette coyly. She sat down her punch, a ruffled sleeve daintily covering her smooth hand, "Let me show you something."
"Alright?" ash answered.
Shoka turned to the redhead, looking deeply into her eyes and held up a hand, "Take it."
"C'mon Shoka, don't be weird."
Shoke only moved her fingers, beckoning.
Konosuke blushed and took them, resulting in a few screaming reactions.
The purplenette led Konosuke into a waltz, she was quiet.
"Notice what I did?"
"Eh...no." Said the Canadian, trying to watch her feet so as to not step on her superior.
"Eye contact, gentle gestures. Watch their eyes, and their mouth."
"I see.."
And like that Shoka released her, "Try it,"
Konosuke was left facing a girl in the crowd while Shoka disappeared back into a crowd of praise and awestruck faces.
It was like she was alone with the poor girl in front of her, but she launched right into it. She put on her best crooked smile, made eye contact, leaned forward and gently held out her hand. "Shall we?"
(Anyone can be the girl she stopped in front of. Feel free to reply!)
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Post by Zephyra Dónall on Aug 20, 2015 6:58:12 GMT -5
Zephyra smiled, a true smile that showed a full set of white teeth and her crimson hues narrowed slightly behind her mask. She hadn't really expected the girl to accept her request, but now that they were here on the floor she couldn't be happier. With their hands clasped together and her other resting on the space between her ribs and hip, she led them into the fray of dancers.
Her head tipped a fraction so a fiery waterfall of red shifted over her shoulder. The smile slowly faded and her steps took her a bit closer to Asami, even as she continued the dance. Being so close to the music made it hard to be heard, so her head ducked slightly so that her lips were almost touching the smaller girl's ear. "Is everything alright, M'lady?"
Once the innocent words were whispered she drew her head back to once again look down at her with a bit of concern. Her gloved hand gently squeezed Asami's comfortingly while her feet mindlessly moved in time to the song.
Even with the concern tightening her chest, her body felt light. It had been far too long since she enjoyed the sway of a classical dance and the ability to stretch her muscles other than with a sword in her hand. Especially since it was with.. her. She had pushed it from her mind, these new feelings that set her nerves on end whenever she was around Asami. Zephy had no idea what they meant. Why they were there. It was new and confusing.
This time it was the taller girl's turn to avoid Asami's gaze as her cheeks lit up once again. Sure, she had read about people getting these feelings, but to try and categorize what was admiration and what was more kept her up more nights than she could count.
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Post by Riho Kanazawa on Aug 23, 2015 20:01:09 GMT -5
The room was crowded with people, but there was a nice atmosphere to it. Riho had been looking forward to this event for some time now, and now that it was finally here, she couldn't be happier! Sure, she didn't have a date, but that was the beauty of these sorts of things. Anything could happen on a night like tonight, and the masks everyone wore only alluded to the mystery. For her own mask, she had gone with an elegant silver one that complimented her dress nicely. It was a girly, frilly pink piece that suited her quite well. Not wanting to do anything fancy with her hair, she had just pulled it up into the normal half up side ponytail. She was quite proud of the whole ensemble, and hoped maybe someone would compliment her on it. She had run into a group of her friends, and they were all standing around and talking as most girls do at these kind of things. One of the girls whispered, "Guys, look over there," and gestured behind them where a tall, older girl was standing. "That's Shoka Donomoto," she continued in a low voice. Riho watched the purple haired girl out of the corner of her eye. "Apparently she's this super scary senior who flirts with anyone and breaks girls hearts. I heard she's bad news." Interesting. Riho made a mental note to not get affiliated with her. Just then a loud voice called out to this Shoka girl. The blonde turned her head to see another cool looking girl walking towards her. The two engaged in conversation for a bit, before starting to dance. Watching them, Riho had to admit that she could see why so many girls apparently fell for this Shoka person. She was pretty, almost handsome. The same could be said about the mysterious redhead dancing with her. Huh, was this the kind of girl she liked? Riho had never had a girlfriend before, but something about seeing those two dance made her heart flutter. A group of girls next to them were squeeing and cheering at the sight. Her friends had moved on to talking about something else, but while she smiled and laughed along with the chatter, she still kept one eye on the dancing girls. Eventually their dance came to a halt, and while Shoka disappeared into the crowd of her admirers, the redhead girl stopped....right in front of her. Blinking in surprise, she looked up at the taller girl. The rest of her friends stopped too, and stared at the new person in the group. It was deadly silent for a moment before the redhead offered out her hand, and asked for a dance. What was happening?! This beautiful older girl was asking her to dance out of the blue?! Why?! Riho could feel her face heating up as she stared, awestruck, into the girl's eyes. "Oh, um, " she stuttered in a quiet voice. "Um, sure!" She smiled, regaining her composure. "I'd love to dance." She shyly took the girls hand and wondered what in the world was going on.
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Post by Asami Takashi on Aug 27, 2015 13:17:43 GMT -5
She tensed as the taller girl leaned in. Was everything okay? Was it? Being here on the dance floor meant reliving memories, painful ones, but also creating new ones. Asami had a choice, she could go along with it, or she could reject this whole thing. For a moment, she strongly considered pushing the girl away and storming out. Not because Zephyr did something wrong, but because she'd done something right. The bossy tsundere didn't like feeling vulnerable and she was feeling that way, and also that some part of her was not completely under control.
Time was ticking, she had to respond to the taller girl and felt her face turning red behind her mask. She frowned and looked away, "I don't want to dance anymore." She lied.
In spite of her words, she couldn't shove Zephyr away, but she did stop moving. How could she truely move past Kendall? She hoped the redhead could somehow dance her away from all of it and into the new tomorrow. Even if Asami has no closure, and didn't want any, she could still be happy right? She waited, secretly wishing the other would keep dancing with her anyway.
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Post by Nami "Konosuke" Ishihara on Aug 27, 2015 13:37:16 GMT -5
Just as expected the girl before her blushed and accepted, feeling confident and a little boastful she took her hand, even spun her and caught her again in a dip, looking into her eyes. "What's your name?" She asked, smiling. She waited to hear the name before pulling her mask back down over her face.
"Riho-san, it's a pleasure. Call me Konosuke." She felt a little silly, pulling the girl upright into a waltz. Who watlzed anymore? What was this, the middle ages? Seriously! Still She tried to play it cool, remembering what Shoka said and looked at her mouth, smiling a little. It's not that she wanted to be a womanizer or anything, that was silly, but trying out Shoka's silky smooth moves sure was interesting.
"Hey," she said, pulling the girl closer to speak into her ear, "whatddya say we liven this place up huh?" She grinned mischeviously, and without waiting for Riho to answer danced her over to the band. She held up a finger and squeezed the girl's hand, showing her to stay put and whispered something tho a band member, showing the person a few yen. With a nod, they took it and the music paused, then changed to swing dancing.
"Yosh!" She said, taking Riho by the hand and jazzing her way back out to the floor where she included the girl in a lot of fun, swinging, spinning moves, though she didn't dare attempt to pick her up. She started laughing as the dance went on, happily moving her body in time with her partner.
In the heat of the moment, she released Riho in favor of doing some cool dance moves on her own, dropping to the floor and popping up with a spin catching the little redhead back in her arms. It was just the one song, and when it finished, she had her partner perched on her shoulder somehow, as if she'd rehearsed the whole thing just to perform for the ball. Some clapped, even Shoka, who raised a glass to Kono through the crowd.
Satsfied she put Riho down, "You look like you could use some punch eh? Want to get some?" She smiled, "hope you're not mad," she put a hand in the back of her neck sheepishly, "I got carried away huh?"
(There was power play in this, booo, let me know if it's too much)
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Post by Zephyra Dónall on Aug 27, 2015 22:32:28 GMT -5
As her partner stopped, Zephyra's unpainted lips pulled down into a frown. The hand that was nestled against the girl's side lifted and gently captured Asami's chin, turning her face back to her line of vision. A soft smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "You should say what you mean, m'lady."
Without another word, Zephyra swept Asami back into the swirl of dancers. Confident that she could keep up, Zephy stepped up her game and spun her into an intricate form of the waltz everyone else was focused on. For such a young girl her motions were precise and not an inch overdrawn. Her gaze never left the blackette's own, not flickering for a second. Though she knew Asami was more of a leader than a follower, Zeph took control of the dance and easily led her through the crowded floor, never alllowing them to bump into ny of the other girls.
"You fret about things far too much. Stop thinking for once. Focus on the here and now.. Focus on.. me." The redhead gave a daring grin as she spun her partner, only to catch her hand and draw her back in. She knew she was taking liberties, but she drew the girl closer than a waltz really insued but she was following her own advice. Doing what felt right. To forget the past and live for the here and now. They both needed it. Plus, it was near Christmas and who really wanted to dwell now? The season called for new beginnings and perhaps this could be one.
It was only when the song ended that she stopped and took a small step back, bowing at the waist so she could kiss the back of Asami's hand. When she straightened the fencer tucked one arm behind her back and offered the other to her partner. "Why don't we take a small rest and we can talk someplace away from the orchestra?"
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Post by Momoko Renai on Sept 9, 2015 16:01:08 GMT -5
Her heels tapped against the dance floor as her dress waved across her leg's with each step. she had a black dress that feathered a little longer down one side then another. You would think she would were a nice winter like dress for this masquerade and yet she wore black. Yet with that known the black dress splattered with white as if live snow was falling across it her mask was white with black feathers that barely kept from tangling with in her hair. She peered across the room watching all who danced some dressed as if princes yet most around where princess. She found herself by the beautiful decorated tree that stood tall, this school had far more money than they knew what to do with. You see this holiday season was not one that was celebrated in her family really no holiday was. So you can see why she may look bitterly at it, and yet here Michelle stood waiting. She waited for her love Momo-chan she had slide a note under her door hopeful she would see it, she after all had a rather grand surprize to make their love known to the three sister schools. she held a small box in hand she would walk her love to the middle of the ball room and promise something..but what? For a girl who knew little of this holiday season she wanted to let her girlfriend know she was willing to make it a special one. It had been a few months, their romance became the utmost intimate she thought two people could ever be. Momo was truly happy and blessed to have found Michelle-sama. And to think, it all started because she got mixed up on the swimming schedule. She's thankful for her dunceness for once. The park, their special night together in Michelle-sama's room. She's always thought she wanted to return the favor somehow. In some way, she wanted to be the one to impress on Michelle-sama. Then she saw a note under her door. "Eep?" Momo-chan was curious and looked at the note, it was an invitation from Michelle-sama to the ball! Of course she'd go. The only question was, why didn't Michelle-sama knock on the door and ask her. She'd gladly let her in, steal a few kisses and intimate hugs. Hehe. After what happened between them, just the slightest touch from Michelle-sama is enough to make her feel dazed. She then called her butler over, to ask for the blue dress she wore when she went to one of her father's business meetings. As well as the ring that her mother brought her for her birthday. She wasn't sure if it'd fit or not, but she put it in a neat little ring box. She went outside and she saw that there were still some flowers in the greenhouse, so she went to pick some up and made a little bit of a banquet. She then made her way to the hall where she looked for her lover. But it was easy to tell them aport. Her beautiful long hair, that black dress. The mask? "Eeep" Momo made her cute sound whenever she was nervous or embarassed. Everyone was wearing maskes but her. She ran up to her lover and hugged her tightly. "Thank you for inviting me here, Michelle-sama. I love you." She kissed her lover on the lips, slightly lifting her mask. "I'm sorry, I didn't know we needed masks." Momo cutely held the small box in her hand and the banquet in her arms.
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Post by Michelle Lunar on Sept 9, 2015 16:23:45 GMT -5
Michelle had watched as more and more people had come a few had even waited for friends near where she was. She actually worried this would make it hard for Momo-chan to find her.Yet her worries ended as most of them began to dance. Then she saw a familiar face, without a mask she laughed a bit at this ony her momo-chan would do something so cute. As the girl came close she noticed the beautiful blue dress she wore, Michelle thanked herself in remember a mask as she felt a blush across her face taking a small breath she calmed herself as Momo-chan whispered words of love and lifted her mask a little as Michelle got a sweet kiss she pulled the girl in closer. " It Makes you special my dear. I am happy you came why don't we move, i have a surprise for you and it is a bit crowded here..."
Just a slight lie she did want to move but she wanted a place that was more viewed, skimming the room she saw the middle of the room that was a bit more clear probably for the dancers that needed the room to move around more but the event hadn't gotten that popular yet. Smiling she held out her hand to her lover as she smiled she thought ' perfect '.
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