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Post by Momoko Renai on Sept 9, 2015 16:37:35 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 '. Being in Michelle-sama's arms like this felt like heaven. It always did to the little pinkette. "I'm happy that I came myself. And you're right, it's very crowded." She held her lover's hand as she walked with her lover to the open spot. It felt like the spotlight was on the two of them and it really made the shy Momo embarassed, flushed deep with red on her cheeks. But then, she saw her graceful Michelle-sama. The clear Uke of their relationship. And she couldn't ask for a stronger or more graceful person to take the lead. "I like when you take the lead like this, Michelle-sama. Even that time too." Momo quietly referenced their loving time in Michelle-sama's room as they spoke to one another. She softly tugged on Michelle-sama's dress. "When we first met at the pool, I knew then. Maybe not in the exact words, but I knew I fell in love. And since then, I've never wanted to leave your side." She then put the box in her pocket for now and held out her banquet with some roses. "i picked these from the greenhouse, and I wanted to give it to you. To show you how much I love you."
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Post by Michelle Lunar on Sept 9, 2015 16:50:25 GMT -5
They had gotten to the middle of the room and she had held the box secret till now but right before she held it out her little flower said a few words that were true to her as well. Michelle binked she was surprised as a small box and flowers were held to her rather than the other way around. For once she was caught off guard placing her free hand she took the small box from Momo-chan. " Thank you, You took the words right from my lips , But before i open it and take the flowers i have something for you as well. "
She took a breath and bent down on both knees so not to indicate the wrong kind of question but to symbolize something as special." This gift is a promise for you, i promise that you and i will have an ever lasting love in this school, it a promise for something more to come later, i shall open your gift as you open mine, my flower, my momo-chan."
Handing her gift to Momo-chan she stood taking the flowers from her love, pinning them to the shoulder of her dress, She then held the lid of her own gift waiting for their movements to match, she looked at the box Momo now held and hopped the School colored jewel and silver and gold twisted promise ring would fit.
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Post by Momoko Renai on Sept 9, 2015 19:17:55 GMT -5
They had gotten to the middle of the room and she had held the box secret till now but right before she held it out her little flower said a few words that were true to her as well. Michelle binked she was surprised as a small box and flowers were held to her rather than the other way around. For once she was caught off guard placing her free hand she took the small box from Momo-chan. " Thank you, You took the words right from my lips , But before i open it and take the flowers i have something for you as well. " She took a breath and bent down on both knees so not to indicate the wrong kind of question but to symbolize something as special." This gift is a promise for you, i promise that you and i will have an ever lasting love in this school, it a promise for something more to come later, i shall open your gift as you open mine, my flower, my momo-chan." Handing her gift to Momo-chan she stood taking the flowers from her love, pinning them to the shoulder of her dress, She then held the lid of her own gift waiting for their movements to match, she looked at the box Momo now held and hopped the School colored jewel and silver and gold twisted promise ring would fit. When Michelle-sama gave her the box and bent down, she blushed deeply. Her smile beamed so widely that she wasn't aware that her mouth could stretch any further than that. She quickly nodded her head and replied affirmatively. "I promise too, I promise we'll have an ever lasting love in this school and even beyond it. No matter what happens, I want to be Michelle-sama's flower." Momo had met quite a few daring people during her young stay at Astraea Hill, but meeting the silver-haired Michelle-sama was a dream of a lifetime. She knew that Michelle-sama was the one. She opened her gift, and her smile aglowed with joy, ecstasy and just pure love at the ring that matches the colors of Miator, and also had jewel and siver and gold. It was truly befitting of Miator. She wondered how much this must've cost Michelle-sama. She didn't have to. She put the ring on her ring finger and then hugged Michelle-sama tightly, holding on firmly and softly with all her little chibi strength can muster. "Thank you, Michelle-sama. Thank you for everything. I love you. My gift might not be as beautiful, but it's filled with every bit of my love and passion for you Michelle-sama.". She worried about the ring that her mother gave her. Maybe as a heirloom, it wasn't quite as impressive. She was always drilled by her father about good impressions.
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Post by Michelle Lunar on Sept 9, 2015 20:37:06 GMT -5
She hugged the girl close happy that she brought happiness to her little flower. She only pulled away so that she could open her gift, hesitating for only a moment to notice how the ring shimmered on her Nomo-chan's hand it was a gorgeous sight. She new the ring meant a lot to her family every family member got one the year they entered St. Matior. Yet it looked much more beautiful than ever on Momo-chan then it would on herself. Michelle then opened her gift It was a family ring as well but it looked like one that was passed on rather then bought a new each family member. That made it even more special to Michelle Smile she noticed a tear dripped passed the masks lining. Sliding it on she was surprised it fit but pleased it was a older fashion ring a tad more elegant, what could have been more perfect it was a simple silver with a hint of color. It seemed perfect to Michelle.
Hugging her little flower she kissed her taking her loves hand and waist she whispered in her ear. " We should celebrate with a dance..."
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Post by Momoko Renai on Sept 10, 2015 1:13:16 GMT -5
She hugged the girl close happy that she brought happiness to her little flower. She only pulled away so that she could open her gift, hesitating for only a moment to notice how the ring shimmered on her Nomo-chan's hand it was a gorgeous sight. She new the ring meant a lot to her family every family member got one the year they entered St. Matior. Yet it looked much more beautiful than ever on Momo-chan then it would on herself. Michelle then opened her gift It was a family ring as well but it looked like one that was passed on rather then bought a new each family member. That made it even more special to Michelle Smile she noticed a tear dripped passed the masks lining. Sliding it on she was surprised it fit but pleased it was a older fashion ring a tad more elegant, what could have been more perfect it was a simple silver with a hint of color. It seemed perfect to Michelle. Hugging her little flower she kissed her taking her loves hand and waist she whispered in her ear. " We should celebrate with a dance..." She blushed some more, happy that she was in her lover's embrace. When her lover let her go to put the ring on, she looked on in anticipation to see how it'd fit. When it was fitted perfectly, she beamed that wide smile again. "It looks gorgeous on you, Michelle-sama~" She said affectionately and then she was hugged and kissed again. The kiss made her feel special, and as she was held from her hand and her waist. She blushed. Michelle-sama was doing it again...That special ability she had to make Momo-chan freeze up and go all "doki-doki" in her heart. She then whispered softly in her ear with a suggestion of dancing. Momo whispered back. "I'd love to dance with you, Michelle-sama." She then elegantly took her love's hand, like she had been trained to do at dancing halls and she let her lover lead the way to a place they could dance.
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Post by Asami Takashi on Sept 15, 2015 16:03:19 GMT -5
"Don't tell me what to do!" She snapped, "I'll decide what to focus on," she paused, forcing herself to look at her feet, then the other dancers, her hand as it rested on Zephyra's shoulder and then finally her eyes, which made the tsundere blush and she looked away again, at her partners tie.
"I can't focus on you when you look like that," she muttered, so low it was hard to understand her. But then it was offered that they go somewhere.
"Like where?" That was the closest the red head would get to a yes, but Asami was genuinely interested. Stubbornly, she wondered if it was possible to like someone else. No. She told herself, just because some stupid person looks stupidly cool in a stupid mask and wants to be alone with her which just so happened to give her butterflies didn't mean she had a crush....ah....maybe it did. In a fit of denial she pulled herself free of the Prince and smoothed out her gown. "What are you waiting for?" She asked with as much force as she could, still blushing under her mask. She was anxious, what was she planning?
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Post by Ubu Miyase on Sept 15, 2015 21:32:11 GMT -5
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Post by Hiroko Takashina on Sept 15, 2015 21:32:26 GMT -5
It was a grand tradition that Suzumi women attended the Winter Ball, which had become the social event of the Astraea Hill calendar. Not merely attend but to make a grand spectacle of themselves, in the best possible way. Maiko had confessed to her girlfriend at the Ball, then attend the very next year as the Etoile with Kagami. HIroko herself had attended that same year and met Coyote, whom she had confessed to not so long beforehand. This year she would be attending as the uke Etoile, following in the footsteps of her elder sister and grandmother. It was all such a swirl of change in her life that she hadn't been able to believe it. Even as she hurried to finish her makeup she couldn't really believe that she was going to this event as one of the stars of the campus. The little shy LeRim girl who'd never thought much of herself was now somehow campus royalty and just the second uke Etoile to have a partner from a different school.
Oddly she wouldn't be attending the ball with just her girlfriend but also with the woman who was largely responsible for her making it this far out of her shell. Yoriko Suzumi had convinced the school board of directors to invite her as a chaperon for the Winter Ball, so that she could help shore up the girl's confidence. Hiroko herself had a rather ridiculously detailed gown, once again specially made for the occasion. Its bodice was a dark blue, but the full skirt had alternating blue and white panels. Each white panel had the logo of a Canadian NHL team, in keeping with the seme etoile's favorite sport. Lots of practice had enabled Hiroko to become adept at walking in heels, her hair was being worn up in a bun and a light amount of makeup lit up her face. Without a second glane she'd appear to be a totally different person! Hiroko actually smiled at the thought, being someone she wasn't normally was kind of exciting! Then she heard the knock on the door; it was either her grandmother or her date most likely.
As soon as she opened the door, she smiled happily, "Yoyo-chan! It's a pleasure to see you looking so fancy! Um.. so... I worked hard on m-my makeup... i-i-is it okay? Sorry I kept you w-waiting.."
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Post by Chifuyu Kanzaki on Sept 15, 2015 22:09:44 GMT -5
First years didn't always make the most of the opportunities affording them by the trio of schools on Astraea Hill. There were a good many social events but these seemed to be largely geared toward couples or that strange category known as people with friends. Chifuyu Kanzaki wasn't one of the latter and she certainly wasn't the former. Nobody had yet appeared who was qualified to be her tag team partner, but that was perfectly fine for now. She did have an excellent manager who was able to help her figure out where to appear and when to do which gimmick, as well as giving her jobs to do while she was in those gimmicks. You knew you'd arrived when you had a manager helping call the shots for you. And now she was about to make her biggest appearance yet - the Winter Ball! Though she had no date she was convinced that appearing here would make her well known across the campus and ensure people knew she was the next Champion of Astraea Hill. For the occasion the boss had helped her pick out a dress that would pass the initial inspection by those charged with enforcing the formal masquerade dress code. What they didn't and couldn't know was what the girl in the black and red lolita dress had planned once she entered the dance. Chifu was incredibly excited about getting herself out for the whole of the campus to see - Akemi would've been proud! Since there was the requirement of a mask, she'd obliged with a keepsake from her personal collection. It even matched the dress she'd gotten herself, so there was an added bonus! There had to be a gimmick for the outfit of course, and there too she'd been able to think ahead of the ball. Or think ahead of the Ball, as it were. Considering where the mask had come from originally it made sense that this Lolita was not just a girl in a dress. She was some sort of creature of darkness from the depths of Hades, here to wreak havoc on the world! That in mind she stepped confidently into the ballroom with a stoic expression masking her inner excitement. Without a word of warning she hit play on her music player so that her theme music played over the little portable speakers during a lull in the dancing music. The Lolita strolled out into the dance floor quite a ways before she decided it was time to announce herself. "Ladies, behold! From the Depths of Hades.... the Devil's Favorite Lolita.... LooooooLiiiiilith!" she announced loudly before realizing there was rather nice catering nearby. With that in mind she stormed over to begin consuming the free food before someone realized their mistake and took it away.
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Post by Margeaux Devereaux on Sept 15, 2015 22:30:02 GMT -5
If there was one thing that she knew she was prepared for, it was the Winter Ball. Well, she was certain that she had a mask. Her room still bore the various decorations she had brought over from her hometown. The last time she had busted out the masks was during the spring festival. And Rin had kept one, after that day. Alongside a few beads. Margeaux blushed as she got ready. Finding an outfit for the ball had been the real dilemma.
Who knew how many she had gone through, before she landed on her decision. The most important thing was to keep the purple, green and gold colors that would match her mask. It would up being a purple jacket, over a matching pair of black pants and a ruffled shirt. The mask she had, was primarily purple, but it had green and gold feathers sticking out of the side, where her eye patch normally was. For tonight, she would leave the mask on. She had already modified it, herself, to obscure the eye that she normally kept covered.
"OK! I think I'm ready!" she finally slipped the mask on, her hair being controlled by a long braid, for this night. Grabbing a handful of beads, she dashed out the door, ready to meet up with Rin and join the rest of the school at the ball! She couldn't wait to see what the pinkette would be wearing for the evening and was looking forward to the chance to dance with her, all night long.
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Post by Coyote-Hymn Foster on Sept 15, 2015 22:46:41 GMT -5
Every time Coyote saw the bluenette beam as she did when she opened the door, always seemed to set Coyote's heart a flutter. The gown Hiroko had put together was certainly a sight to behold. With logos dotting the full skirt of Canadian NHL teams. The purple haired Spican quickly wrapped Hiroko up in a hug and grinned.
"Of course it's OK!" she said, "You look amazing! And I didn't really have to wait all that long."
A light coloring of red peaked out from behind her mask. As usual, Hiroko still had a tendency to apologize, profusely, for even things that weren't even her fault. And as Coyote had said, the results of her make-up certainly spoke volumes as to the girl's skill. Coyote, herself, had neglected to use any such products. Outside of stage make-up, it wasn't really her forte. Then again, when you spent a great deal of time in a hockey rink, make-up wasn't a real priority.
"I mean...wow...you look REALLY amazing!" Coyote said, taking in her girlfriend's appearance, once more.
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Post by Haruka Oh on Sept 15, 2015 23:05:59 GMT -5
Haruka Oh had come to the Winter Ball for reasons she didn't quite understand no matter how much she ran through things in her head. Grand Prince Ubu may or may not be making an appearance on account of personal matters which she had not confided details of to Haruka. Who was there for her attend the Winter Ball with then? Why even come? Yet Haruka had convinced herself that coming to the ball would be a great idea. More than that she had to attend because someone was going to be there with her, to dance the night away and make lovely small talk. A samurai at heart she could still allow herself to indulge in the fanciness of western style parties time and again. As she stood off to the side and stared in confusion as some girl in a ridiculous dress and mask burst onto the scene, Haruka sighed. The girl she was waiting for wasn't here yet. Who was it? As soon as she realized it was in fact Takara she blushed like crazy and felt thankful she wore a domino mask. Otherwise people would see the full extent to which Haruka was blushing at the thought of the blonde swooping in to romance her. Swooping in to sweep her off her feet, maybe literally. She did have that weird habit of flipping people when they touched her. Haruka might be the only person who was able to get tossed but not thrown to the ground by Takara. Horrifying would've been the word she'd have described Takara with a few months ago. Tonight she found the idea of the accidental toss turning into a close dance rather invigorating. Her heart pounded as she stood waiting in a pretty dress that one of her teammates had picked out from a store window for her after Haruka had gushed about the person she liked. A headband of flowers rested on her head, her hair hanging freely as she waited for her date to arrive. It was a date wasn't it? She was sure she'd invited Takara to the dance after all. "That stupid bumble bee color loving blonde is late for the Winter Ball," she grumbled, wanting badly for some reason to dance, "She sure knows how to treat a samurai.."
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Post by Peorth Alexander on Sept 16, 2015 0:40:50 GMT -5
The Winter Ball had come around, but this time there was no theme. Peorth wasn't planning on going this year, she wasn't sure she could take it. Seeing Shoka surrounded by all those girls, those other girls. Being ignored by Shoka again. She felt the tears stinging her eyes, but she rubbed her eyes, willing the tears away, even as the memories of two nights ago, in Shoka's room, and the following day, at the Theatre, ran through her mindseye. She shook her head, pushed those thoughts down. 'Enough!' she muttered as she took hold of the handle to her dorm. She pushed the door open, closed it behind her. She placed her new sketchbook on her desk, then, after kicking her shoes off, flopped down on her bed. And heard the familiar sound of paper crumpling. She sat up and found a piece of paper in the centre of her bed. She picked it up and unfolded it. Her eyes widened and her heart fluttered as she recognised the handwriting.
Shoka-sama!
Her eyes ran over the note, taking in the flowing words. Once she'd marvelled at how beautiful it looked, she actually read it. Her cheeks coloured. Shoka had asked her to go to the Ball! Her heart fluttered in her chest, all thoughts about the other girls vanishing from her mind. She threw the note onto her bed and rushed to her cupboard. She rummaged through it, and pulled out a pale pink dress. She laid it on her bed, then quickly removed her uniform. She pulled on a pair of tights, then slid the dress over her head, did it up. She pulled on the pink full length gloves and the black dress shoes. She walked to her dressing table and, after combing and brushing her hair, did it up in a simple braid, with a pink ribbon braided in her hair. She slid on her pink and white half mask and headed to the Ball to be with her prince.
She pushed open the doors and entered. She looked around, and was amazed at how wonderful and beautiful everyone was. At how wonderfully they moved, how gracefully they danced. She smiled as she stood on tiptoes as she searched for her purple haired prince. Then she spotted her, and her heart fluttered again. She made her way over to Shoka, who was already surrounded by girls. Suddenly another girl called out to Shoka, and Peorth stopped. The two older girls spoke, before Shoka began dancing with the other girl!
Peorth watch, wide eyed as her prince danced with someone else! But, then again, Peorth was late, and she didn't really expect Shoka to wait for her. But then her prince let go of the girls hand and moved away. Peorth saw her chance! She quickly made her way over to Shoka-sama, stopped besides her. 'Shoka-sama!' she called. 'I-I-I'm here.' She smiled up at Shoka, her eyes sparkling, her cheeks bright red, her heart fluttering.
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Post by Zephyra Dónall on Sept 16, 2015 7:00:43 GMT -5
Zephyra's ability to brush off what others would consider harsh words was growing in leaps and bounds, she didn't even seem to register it, only smiled under her mask and started toward a mostly uncrowded side of the room. She figured this was mostly the fault of a slightly open balcony door, which let chilly fresh air in to take away the stuffiness too many close bodies could create. Though it didn't matter really to her, as long as they had someplace to relax and talk without many overhearing. She stepped up to the door and gently nudged it open a bit more to look out and see if the coast was clear. After a quick inspection the redhead deemed the balcony free of other persons and stepped aside for Asami to proceed before her.
Once the girl passed by her she shut the door, leaving it open just a bit and shrugged out of her jacket. Zephy silently stepped up behind her and rested the thick jacket over her shoulders. The redhead grinned to her senior and placed her hands on the banister that was dusted with snow. "The oighear reminds me of home." She lifted her chin to look up to the starlit sky as the wind whipped around them, sending her loose locks fluttering around her shoulders.
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Post by Shoka Donomoto on Sept 16, 2015 11:15:54 GMT -5
If anyone could make the mighty Prince weak in the knees, it was her; if anyone could make her heart skip and time stand still, it was her; her name was Peorth.
Heart racing, she turned to her pleasantly and bowed like a true gentleman,
"It's a pleasure, I'm glad you came." She said coolly. She reached for her tentatively, as if reaching for a work of art, a painting, something that might smear beneath her fingertips. Instead she felt warmth through her white gloves and couldn't help but sigh and smile at her. "Shall we dance?"
Her heart beat faster, but her anxiousness didn't show. Selfishly, she gave herself this much, this small pleasure, then she'd tell her. Glancing up, she saw the balcony was occupied she'd have to take her outside, though no amount of fresh air would stop her suffocating after she told her the truth. As they began to step in time, Shoka had to force away the image of pain Peorth would wear in her eyes behind that mask.
For now, Shoka's eyes kept changing. They were filled with reverence one moment, and anguish the next. This was a beautiful torture. It hadn't taken long, after shed seen Peorth last, she'd chosen to let Ubu go. If the choice was between them, she chose to pursue this, this feeling, this passion, this pain. Regardless of the consequences, she would choose Peorth.
One song, just one dance...heart in turmoil she could take no more.
"I've something to tell you," she said pleasantly, even as she braced herself. "Will you step outside with me a moment?"
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