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 Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2017 10:29 pm
  ⟣─────⟢ Farron had walked off to an empty corner of the ball where he could watch everyone around him with he wolf-like glare. A few people had walked by him and ran off as if intimidated by his demeanor. At the moment a young Igius Aesmain girl was bothering him. She kept pestering him with her non-stop chatter and the occaisional touch to his chest that he would brush off. Otherwise, he continued to ignore her. He had no interest in such things. ⟣─────⟢(I will post him a few more times and have him leave if no one interacts. Feel free to, it's up to you.)
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2017 2:08 pm
 𝕯𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖙𝖗𝖎 𝕻𝖊𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖐𝖔𝖛
☩Dimitri smirked. It was great to find someone who liked a good beat-down as much as he did. She was going to be a delight when he brought her back to Istarazil with him...so long as his sister didn't gut him like a fish. He was about to say something, only to have a bon bon shoved into his mouth by the red-headed brawler. Taking a moment to chew and not be slain by a confection lodged in his windpipe, the prince smiled. "Huh. You're right. These ARE good!" He replied, his mouth still a bit full before he swallowed the remains of the bon bon.☩
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2017 10:34 pm
 l o c a t i o n :: Ignacia, Palace Ballroom c o m p a n i o n s :: Takahiro, Yukari ↬ Nicodemos m o o d :: Awestruck ↬ Friendly
t h e m e :: Enjoy the Ride o u t f i t :: Allied Ball Attire Mitsukini was determined to have a good night and not let the small bit of guilt creeping in his thoughts bother him. He'd go home and see Shetan after the ball....Or, tomorrow if he was too tired and decided to go home with his family. He was sure Shetan would forgive him; if not, he'd just give him a double taking of blood to make him happy. That usually worked. Mitsukini would also have to apologize to Zula and Zuma. "You're going into thought again, Mitsu." "What? Am not. Don't make up lies, Yukari." He laughed a bit when his sister pushed him softly before looking at Takahiro. Why was she always pestering him on wandering off in thought when their brother didn't talk at all? It didn't make sense to Mitsukini at all. "You know Father isn't going to be happy you're dressed the way you are." "The first thing you say to me and it has to be that?" "I'm just warning you. Liking guys is fine, but you know how he is about you wearing girl clothes." "Don't care. I look great and that's all that matters." Yeah, their dad was an open-minded person, but he was stubborn when it came to his kids. He wasn't a jerk about it, but it was hard to miss the sighs he got when Mitsukini would come out of his room or visit the estate in a dress or a skirt. Really, it started off a measurement method when his tools were somehow lost, but he found he liked it, so he wore feminine clothing on occasion.
"Oh! There's a dancer performing!" Mitsukini and Takahiro made identical sounds of surprise when Yukari pulled them towards the stage, both the brothers winded by her excitement. If there was one thing Yukari was remotely passionate about outside her lessons, it was fire dancing. She didn't want to perform it, but she loved the art regardless. But, Mitsukini could enjoy it, too; Takahiro was indifferent and watched for his sister's sake. The performance was amazing and Mitsukini couldn't take his eyes off the dancer's fire as he made different shapes; and, all made with blue flames. He'd never seen any other flame color outside his own silver. "You should take up fire dancing, Mitsu. You'd be great at it once you learned." "Tried once but I burned a new outfit. Not worth the risk. Besides, I'm a much more appealing tailor." He watched the performance with glee, though. It was an amazing dance, and when the man made the dragon, Mitsukini was mesmerized. That took a lot of talent.
The dance came to an end and Mitsukini watched Takahiro wander off to mingle with guests, dragging Yukari with him so she didn't freak out over the dance. That left the youngest triplet alone and it'd be a shame to not say hi to the dancer....Especially since he was so attractive. Walking up to the stage, Mitsukini pulled out his fan and held it out to him. "Looks like you could use some more help to cool yourself off after playing with so much heat."BLStoner Hope you don't mind if Mitsu bothers Nico for a bit.
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 7:41 am
l o c a t i o n :: Ignacia, Palace Ballroom c o m p a n i o n s :: Nicodemos m o o d :: Amused , Content , Playful
t h e m e :: Enjoy the Ride o u t f i t :: Allied Ball Attire The blond noble was caught off guard a bit when the other spoke, but he recovered quickly and grinned before laughing. "Can't say I disagree!" It sounded like he wasn't afraid of playing with fire and getting burned, and that was amusing to Mitsukini. When he was thanked for the fan, he shrugged and leaned forward on the stage. "You're welcome. But, I just wanted an excuse to talk to you after seeing the performance you put on." Though, he wouldn't say he wouldn't have helped even if he wasn't interested in talking. It wasn't in Mitsukini's nature to not do anything if there was something he could do to help. Well, as long as it didn't mean risking his own neck.
"Mitsukini Sage, but feel free to call me Mitsu. It's great to meet you, Nico." His outfit was brought up and Mitsukini beamed in pride as he stood with his hands at his hips to show the clothes off a bit more. "Glad you think so. Made them myself." As for being too old to pull something like them off, Mitsukini looked Nico over. It wasn't that he was too old, but he didn't have the figure for it. It'd be like putting his dad or Shetan in a dress; it'd be amusing at best, but they'd look too silly. "Wish I could say I could help with that, but I wouldn't want to risk humiliating you. No need to make your mood as blue as your flames." Though, the most he'd do was design something and let someone else make it. He put in the extra effort if the person actually meant something to him. "Speaking of which, your flames were beautiful. I've never seen blue ones. Only standard and silver."
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Beauty the disaster Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 6:55 pm
 Isabella looked to her husband for a moment before she gave him a kiss on he cheek and pulled away from him. "Why dont we split up and find someone to convince to make an alliance with us? After all us sticking together could possibly make those deals a bit harder. Certainly would be easy for you to woo a noblewoman and gain access to her coinpurse." Isabella was certain she could flirt her way into a few pocketbooks as well and would readily do so. She had in the past after all. And this time, she could say that she would need help escaping from her husband if they asked about Valentin. Wouldnt be difficult to play innocent victim in a situation where a man would want to come and rescue her. Dress
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 9:41 pm
 Shetan had heard of the ball held in the palace for the alliance between his home and the earth kingdom. While he would have liked to go to the ball with Mitsu, his friend wasnt around at the moment so the vampire shifter decided to attend alone. Mitsu did say he needed to be more social after all. Entering the ballroom Shetan let out a sigh grumbling about how bright it was. He prefered the dark and shadowy places but it wasnt his man issue. He was hungry and needed blood. Well, Mitsu was preferable but unlikely. That was, until he heard the teen's voice and saw him speaking with a man that he could only assume was there to entertain the guests. Moving up to Mitsu he put his arms around the other's waist for a moment and leaned in. "So, you come to the ball but dont stop in to say your home? Your in trouble Mitsu." He teased before looking the man over his friend was talking to. "Name is Shetan. Pleasure to meet you. Though, I hope you dont mind if I steal my friend away." Without really waiting for a reply Shetan pulls Mitsu to a dark and quiet corner his eyes changing to a slight red color as little fangs formed. "Its been awhile Mitsu. I need you." Outfit
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Beauty the disaster Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2017 12:19 am
l o c a t i o n :: Ignacia, Palace Ballroom c o m p a n i o n s :: Nicodemos ↬ Nicodemos , Shetan ↬ Shetan m o o d :: Content ↬ Surprised , Worried ↬ Content , Amused
t h e m e :: Enjoy the Ride o u t f i t :: Allied Ball Attire Mitsukini shook his head, frowning when the tiara slipped from place and reaching up to fix it before looking back at Nico. "No. I travel too much to actually work as a tailor, but I make designs and sell them to shops to use when I'm in need of some extra money. Well, I mean....If they pay a decent price for them and make sure not to sell it as their own work. Maybe when I settle down, I'll start making and selling designs in my own shop, but who knows when that'll be." He still had a lot to see and his spirit wanted to see it all. It was possible he'd never settle down without the right provocation. "I guess it's a mother thing to embarrass their sons, but what are you going to do? Can't hate our moms for being moms." Gods, he couldn't even begin to imagine what it'd be like to hate his mother. He was too much of a mama's boy at heart.
Mitsukini smiled a bit when Nico mentioned the silver flames. He was glad he wasn't the only one impressed to know someone who had, or had seen, colored flame outside their own. "Everyday and every night on the fire pit." Oh, Nico was still unique. It was still rare for flames to be different colors than the usual. When his face was return, Mitsukini gave a soft thanks before putting the accessory back in his sleeve. "If that's the case, then I'm not using the gods' blessing the way they probably--" The youth gave a startled shout when someone's arm wrapped around his waist, not knowing who it was or why they were doing it. Actually, with an act like that, it was pretty obvious what they were after, but Mitsukini wasn't that kind of a noble or traveler. "Hey! What's the big idea gra--"
Mitsukini wasn't tan like most people of his country, but he wasn't pale either; yet, when he heard Shetan whispering to him and telling him he was in trouble, he probably looked as pale as a Thalassian. His heart jumped in his throat as Shetan addressed Nico, introducing himself before turning his attention to Mitsukini again. "Huh? Since when is it your place to punish me? Whoa!" Shetan didn't really care what his friend had to say he he dragged the blond off somewhere more private. "Good talk, Nico! I'll, uh....See you later, I guess!" Maybe. If he lived. Shetan trapped him against a wall when they were alone and Mitsukini frowned before chuckling a bit. "Do you give in to your cravings while I'm gone at all or are you just so hooked on me that you can't stand anyone else? I'm flattered, Shetan." There was something nice about knowing how much Shetan liked his blood over everyone else's. Mitsukini pulled out his knife and used it on himself (so much for not risking his own neck to help someone) so his friend could sate his quirky craving.BLStoner I completely forgot about his offered hand! I'm sorry! DX
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2017 9:12 am
   Ryu was enjoying the party and watched as people enjoyed themselves. The suit he wore was slightly uncomfortable since he was used to his mercenary clothing. His eyes widened in awe as he watched the fire dancer's show until he finished. As he continued to watch the people, he felt a glare on his back that sent a shiver down his spine before it quickly passed. He looked for the source and found a man with a woman that looked... persistent to catch his attention. Obviously Farren won't give it no matter how much she tried. He reminded him of a friend. Ryu chuckled at the thought. He went to the two and tapped the woman's shoulder and gave her a friendly smile. "Would you like to dance?" He asked and without waiting for an answer, he pulled the woman with him to the dance floor. He knew he was being kinda rude but he just wanted the guy to have his space. Can't some people read the mood? He thought and sighed.((Edited and fixed. Sorry for the trouble))
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2017 1:00 pm
 Ａｋｉｒａ Ｓｈｉｍｏ
Damian did have a large family. It was an odd contrast to Akira's, him being the only child to two parents that were hardly ever around. But Damian seemed more interested in getting Akira a Firestone than he did in family. "I wouldn't mind one to be honest. Not to say that I can't handle the heat." He added in jest. As Damian sat down next to him, he could feel the heat radiating off of the other man's body and it was made even more obvious that getting one of those stones would be a good idea. Compared to the prince, Akira's skin was cold to the touch.
As Damian continued speaking, he mentioned the duties of being second born in a royal family and Akira couldn't help but frown noticeably. "Well, that's a terrible responsibility in more than one way. Rather depressing to think about, really." He was glad as the conversation moved on to more upbeat things as Damian moved closer to him. Akira could feel the heat from Damian's body even more now. It was as if fire ran through the veins of those born in Ignius Aēsmain. "Is that right?" Akira laughed. "Well, It certainly seems boring to have a retainer so strict following you around everywhere. Maybe having a second retainer with a bit more of a sense of fun would be better for you?" The idea of becoming Damian's second retainer sounded more and more fun by the minute.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2017 10:59 am
⟣─────⟢ Farren watched as the girl was dragged off by another native. 'Much better...' He thought as he sighed. He continued to look around the room but couldn't help himself from staring more at the man who had distracted the woman. At least she seemed to be enjoying herself. ⟣─────⟢
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2017 9:02 pm
When they finished dancing, Ryu bowed and gave a kiss to the woman's hand and watched as the woman left with a blush on her face. His smile faded as he left the dance floor and walked towards the man. When he is standing near enough not to break his personal space, he smiled. "Hi! Feeling better?" He asked. "I'm Ryu Artwaltz. Just call me Ryu."
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2017 10:50 pm
⟣─────⟢ Farren stared at the man with his usual icy glare. Normally he wouldn't give such a person the time of day, but at this point he did owe the other a favor. After all, that pest had finally left him alone. "What do you want?" He said rudely. He wasn't the kind of person that could be easily read, and he certainly wasn't polite in a any way. Snall talk wasn't Farren's forte. So he wasn't sure how to start a conversation. This was about the best he could do at finding a subject. ⟣─────⟢
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