The Vale Council has decided to host a masquerade ball, open to the public, this Hallow's Eve. The Hayes family has graciously offered their home to host the event.
The Hayes Mansion boasts a simple elegance mixed with modern cleanliness of white/grays and silvers in most of the estate and aristocratic wealth in golds, royal blues, and rich reds. The floors all covered with marble, and precious rugs with the most intricate of threading. As you enter through the grand and refined entryway, you can feel the history and importance of those that once lived within them.
Maids take the guest coats, after which a butler leads them towards a grand banquet hall. Long tables are laid out, each with a menu of three appetizers, 4 entrees and 2 desserts. Servants scuttle around taking the guest's orders and treating as if they were members of the highest class, whatever they came in wearing. All of the servants are wearing a simple uniform, clean cut, with the Hayes family crest on their left breast. The crest is a gold laurel wreath, with a gold flame in the center upon a red shield. Guests are escorted to the ballroom next door. Azure ribbons, curtains and table runners have been used to match the theme of the ball, all in silk. The marble floor is polished to be almost mirror-like and a live orchestra fills the room with music. The balcony has plush chairs and tables where the guests may rest from dancing and enjoy drinks and hors d'erves.
Anyone planning to visit the rest of the mansion would find the task very difficult. Servants seem to have eyes everywhere, and gently yet firmly guide any wanderers back to the party.
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As he followed, he would note the adjoining room was filled with long tables and the aroma of food; clearly the dining area of the event. He would see servants scuttling about, all wearing a simple uniforms with a crest on their left breast; Gallows assuming it was the Hayes family crest. It seemed to be a gold laurel, with a gold flame in the center upon a red shield. He wondered what the family had done to desire a crest like that; the rich always had stories of that kind of thing. Not desiring a meal at present, when asked, Gallows would be led past the dining room and into the ballroom itself. Azure ribbons, curtains and table runners have been used to match the theme of the ball, all in silk; the marble floor was polished to be almost mirror-like and a live orchestra fills the room with music. The balcony has plush chairs and tables in which some guests were currently reclining while others seemed to be dancing. Adorned with a wooden bird-like mask, and in an outfit to match for this kind of evening, it'd be pretty easy to mistake him for someone who just came to enjoy the dance. Taking a few steps in, he would spy an empty seat in the corner and slowly make his way to it before seating himself. "See anyone of interest Mary?" He would ask quietly to his current companion as his eyes were scanning the crowd; treating this more as a work call than that of pleasure.
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Kamyu was nervous about this ball. He'd asked Svafnir to be his date, but he was asking as Kyu and not Akyu. As he got ready, he would also begin his transformation. It was always amazing to watch him become her. From the way he did his hair, to the makeup, to the clothes he wore, it was so amazing watching it all unfold. The thing about it, he'd stay in the bathroom until the process was complete. No one was allowed to enter because he'd be done locked the door. Plugging up the curling wand, he'd get in the shower and use the lovely smelling body and hair wash that Svafnir had gotten him hooked on since they'd become close. Once he was done, he would pay extra special attention to his aqua blue hair. It had to be perfect. This whole outfit had to be perfect. it wasn't often that he did this, but when he did, it had to be perfect. Then he moved on to his makeup. The next touches were the dress and jewelry. Taking a twirl in the mirror, she felt great. The last touch was the shoes. Adding those few extra inches of height. Now, she was ready to show off. Walking out of the bathroom, she would present herself to her date and teammate. "What do you think?" Akyu asked them both. Doing a little spin for them, she would smile brightly. "Well let's get going. The ball isn't going to wait for us." She would waltz out of the room and make her way to the ball. "Oops. Almost forgot my coat." She said grabbing it and sliding out the door again.
Getting there, she would walk in having her coat taken and given a menu. ordering what she liked, she would then head into the ballroom. It was beautiful. She would explore the room before going out to the balcony. "Oh isn't this just lovely?" She would say to the other two. "We are going to have a good time no doubt." Going over to Svafnir, she would smile. "Would you like to dance?" She asked him with a kind smile. "I know you got moves." she teased him as she remembered the open mic night. This was going to be even better with a live band planning the music. This was so upscale. She'd never seen anything like it before in her life. As much as she'd have liked to explore the mansion, it was rude to invade the privacy of someone's home.
There was an invitation at her doorstep about a week ago and had debated on going. She had made a breakthrough with her research recently, so she decided to treat herself with a little fun. And she was getting close to a certain time of the week. It took little convincing to RSVP to this event rather than her family's party. Something had felt strange though, but if Bolortsetseg (Bo) believed it would be alright, she would trust her mentor.
So, this night, she would wear a black silk mask decorated with red silk flowers over her crimson eye and eye-patch. The way she dressed was very much like the old aristocrats of Mistral; full skirts and all. Arriving at the entry and walking in, she would remove the elegant velvet cloak and handed it to the servant playing coat-check girl this evening. "Make sure to keep it safe, alright darling," She told the girl, a charming smile on her blood-red lips, her voice almost like a mix of throaty purr, sexy growl; like that of black and white starlets. Giggling softly as the girl nearly swooned, she would make her way into the ballroom, not yet "hungry" for human food. 'I need something more...red,' She thought to herself, getting a head shake from her "imaginary friend" and mentor.
Smiling a bit to herself further into the estate, she would take note of the quiet power and elegance; all of it spoke of the authority of the estate's owners, the Hayes. Beautiful, yet so dark, she loved it. Her crimson eye would take in the wide ballroom decorated in azure and all the decadent guests that had arrived. The live orchestra was playing a some hauntingly beautiful music. Bo was never out of sight. The young lady would not have long to wait before she would be approached by a tall gentleman with a devilish mask bowed and took her hand, placing a delicate kiss upon soft, warm skin. "Good evening," She greeted, taking to the dance floor for a pleasant waltz with perfect form and grace with a partner that was easy on the eyes didn't hurt either as they turned around on the dance floor with the other guests.
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Aeval_Silvertongue
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2020 11:48 am
Aya would knock on the bathroom door while Kyu was still in “come on Kyu I also need to dress up” she said nervously, she wasn’t sure how things will go there, she has never been in a party or anything to dress up all fancy for as she never had anyone to celebrate with before. Finally, the door opened and Aya stood still in shock “w-wow… you look amazing Kyu” she said quietly as she could not get the words out of her mouth, though she then quickly went in to dress up as well. Aya took her time inside, making sure the new dress she worked on was sitting perfectly on her as she never made a dress for herself, she made kimonos and dresses for other girls but never for her own, and as she looked in the mirror a big smile was resting on her face ’ perfect~’ Aya thought as she happily left the bathroom “come on let's go~” she wore her heels on as they left the room, there was no need for a coat in this cold night, it was perfect weather for an arctic fox such as herself. This house, no. this mansion! Wow, it was so big! How can someone afford such a place? Aya’s mind could not stop thinking about the way the place looks, the dancing area, the food! But that would have to wait as Kyu decided to walk to the balcony and obviously she would follow him and Svaf “you two will definitely enjoy together” she would wink at Kyu, he knew exactly what she meant by that “I will let you two lovebirds have your dance~ I’m going to stay here for a bit, unfortunately, I don’t have a date like you two” she said with a small chuckle, it wasn’t a real laugh though, she suddenly felt homesick, which was weird as she never truly liked being home, it was… unexpected. ❄. tabLOCATION . . . The Party! tabtab❄. tabOOC . . . Aya's dress tabtab❄. tabPROFILE . . .Aya
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2020 9:21 pm
The entryway was as grand and surprising as he was told, looking around as he walked into the place. His outfit wasn't all too special, making him stand out as a commoner save for his full mask he was given to wear. The intricate designs and spins of gold coat the silvered base mask as he walked about. "This place looks weird..." He commented softly aloud before he watched maid move close, his nerves causing his hairs to rise before she took his overcoat. He was then briskly ushered into the grand banquet hall, stumbling a bit as he looked to them and was about to point and say something. "I-I think you'e mistaken, I-I'm just trying to find some stuff o--eh?" He was interrupted by a Servant who appeared out of nowhere, the outfit of the Hayes chosen uniform gracing them as he soon asked. "U-Um.... a La Rosita?" He asked as they left immediately, with the man completely confused. He was beginning to mentally panic as all the finer folks were giving him looks and he could hear the comments. Underneath the mask he was panicing a bit as he didn't know what to do before he ran towards the balcony, bypassing a couple of people before he grabbed the railings, taking in a deep breath of air. "A-Ah......" He was overwhelmed for the moment as he took in the freshness of air, he slowly calmed himself down. He stood up, adjusting his scarf and cravat for the moment. 'Keep your composure..... they'll suspect you of something if you act like this.' He thought to himself before he went back inside, having recomposed himself. His face mask was as faceless as a shield, yet he could see through it's beautiful design in a bit of a grayish tint as he looked around. He noticed a man with a hawk-faced mask and strangely, he could feel a bit more comfortable. He began his approach, his steps firm and his movements gentlemanly, but in his mind he was figuring out what to say as he got closer. "G-Greetings, th-this is quite the extravagent event yes?" He asked, and it was all he could come up with.
ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ : My lovely Gallowsxxxʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ : Hayes Manor/Ballxxxᴍᴏᴏᴅ : Ecstatic and cautiousxxxᴀᴛᴛɪʀᴇ : Outfit and Maskxxxʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ: 100%
Unseen by anyone but the hawk-masked male she stood beside, the slender young woman in high heels that made her tall enough to stand as tall as his shoulder was more than a little excited to be getting out with her most loved person. Her bi-colored eyes would take in the gigantic and elegant dwelling of their magnanimous yet absent hosts. At least she thought they might be. Whatever they were, the parasite did not really care. She was just happy to be out with her rather stoic "partner". "I see quite a few," The girl purred in his ear as she looked over his shoulder at all the potentials. A soft and feminine giggle that could only be heard by her host would sound through Gallows' thoughts, kissing the back of his ear before looking around once more. "We could get a better view if you walked around," She pointed out, dressed in her Gothic and sinfully short-skirted and strapless dress of red silk and black lace. As they walked, the masked girl never strayed from the hawk man's side.
Though she would never be seen by anyone else; even being walked through by those that passed by Gallows, though she didn't seem to really care. "Eww...Children," She said in purr distaste of the youthful group that had walked in, catching them at the corner of her vision. Focus! She scorned herself before looking at the dancing pairs. Finding one in particular rather...elegant yet flirty; she would not point it out due to the female though. Turning her gaze to a lone gentleman, she would point a red-painted nail daintily towards the dark-haired male that seemed to be walking the perimeter but, his air seemed to be patient as if waiting for something in particular as he would discreetly look to his pocket watch every so often. "He seems to be misplaced." Mary stated before looking to her companion for confirmation to head over.
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Ghost254
Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2020 10:54 am
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Having seated himself, and asked his own question, Gallows was silently observing the crowd. Trying to pick out anyone of interest among all the gaudiness; it truly was a bit sickening to see such luxury, but for his line of work it was necessary. 'Hopefully there will be less and less of them as time goes on.' He thought as his gaze continued to scan before his attention would be drawn by Mary's pointed finger. Cold eyes would turn to look to the source; the dark-haired individual seeming to be expecting something by how often they checked their pocket watch. 'He does seem a bit misplaced...Good find.' He would say but before he could rise they would be approached themselves; unexpected as Gallows expected to be the one doing the seeking this evening. Uncaring blue eyes would be seen behind the hawk mask as his eyes turned up to the stranger; even if he had been standing he would've had to look up to the towering man. His outfit seemed lacking, so clearly not someone who would be well-paying in Gallows' mind, but that also made him more curious of why he was here. And less internally hostile as he doubted this man was part of the elite. Gallows could not make out the man's expression due to his mask; though his posture and walking seemed to indicate he had some kind of confidence to him. That was until he spoke at least; Gallows was not sure if it was the mask or not, but it seemed the man was perhaps a bit uncertain in his words. Unless Gallows was reading him wrong. Gallows responded in a neutral voice that betrayed little of his own thoughts. "That is one word to describe this event." Was his simple response; seeming as if he was ending it there. 'Keep your eyes open while I deal with him.' He would think to Mary as he would lean back in his own seat now; eyes still on the interloper. "What is your name and purpose here? This does not seem to be something you normally attend." He would ask and state a bit coldly to the man; skipping past any pretense or pleasantries. Gallows was not one to waste time.
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ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ : My lovely Gallows...and an idiotxxxʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ : Hayes Manor/Ballxxxᴍᴏᴏᴅ : Ecstatic and cautiousxxxᴀᴛᴛɪʀᴇ : Outfit and Maskxxxʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ: 100%
The imaginary young woman would hum softly as she would look around once again. Everything seemed to be going well as they walked. "Hm? They are obnoxious and stupid creatures, personally. Though they do have the sweetest blood," She replied simply...while also adding a little fact for him to digest. Frowning slightly, her duo-colored eyes would narrow at the strange and gigantic wall of muscle that had approached her Gallows (and herself) once he had seated himself. She herself, was standing right behind her host. Her dainty hands lightly resting on either shoulder while the older man greeted them. Smiling at the sound of the mercenary's directness, she sooo adored it; if only he would use it in another way, she sighed at the thought. Giggling softly, she would smile and lean down, kissing his cheek. "As you wish," She stated, "just deal with him quickly." Mary replied before doing as her host had requested. Keeping her predatory gaze on the crowd, making sure the previous "client" she had spotted before would not escape.
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Ghost254
Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2020 8:00 pm
Julin mentally relaxed himself as the man responded, he was the one clear voice today in the mess of mumbling cacophony of the elite here who spoke amongst themselves. His shoulders relaxed a bit as he could feel himself touching ground as he chuckled a bit. "What other words would you use to des--" He was about to ask before he was promptly cut off by the man's sharp tongue who asked him his name and purpose. Underneath the mask, the man's eyes were closed, his mouth a smile that was frozen open mid-sentence as he stood like a deer in the headlights, his body having flinched subtly before he blinked. He wasn't talking.... this man wasn't messing around, and he found himself standing there quiet for a solid 10 seconds before he brought his right hand up to clear his throat. "M-My apologies for being so.... awkward is the word right? My name is Julin and I am here namely to um... attend and see how the people here are treating others. I'm still relatively new here so this is definitely something I don't really attend." He told Gallows calmly while he brought his right hand down to his side. "M-Might I ask your name and purpose considering we're trading information?" He asked of Gallows while he could tell the man's doing something, perhaps business was on his mind? Julin knows a thing or two when it comes to business talk but without a job of his own at the moment, he was trying to calm his nerves and learn the natives here still.
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Gallows kept a neutral and apathetic expression as the man seemed to relax and try to respond, before he would cut him off and get to the point. His tone had meant to end the prior conversation even though the man before him had seemed to want to continue it. Even with cutting him off, the man had spoken enough that Gallows knew fully what he had meant to ask. 'Gaudy.' He thought openly in response to the man; though he would not speak it. That conversation had been ended. He saw the man flinch, and take his time before speaking. 'At least he is taking my words seriously. Not everyone has time for pointless small talk.' He thought to himself, a bit of dark satisfaction in his voice from the man's pause. Catching the man off guard like this was amusing, even if it wasn't the original intent. He would apologize for being awkward and introduce himself, claiming his reason for being here was to here to see how others were treated. He would be given a curious yet unbelieving glance at that; almost like a what do you expect to be seeing kind of thing. In Gallows' mind at least, the person sounded like some sort of pseudo security person in that they weren't hired to do the job. He would've been dressed in appropriate uniform if he were, or so was Gallows line of thought, and far less worried. His hand that had been brought up would then be dropped down, Gallows making sure to keep it in his peripheral. The last thing he needed was to be caught off guard because they guy had done a sleight of hand trick or something. He would speak further to say he was new and didn't attend these things usually, which had seemed obvious from Gallows' first reading of him. He would then, predictably, ask for Gallows' name and purpose in return. Part of him was tempted to tell the man that wasn't the purpose of him asking, and he was free to deny it. But he felt that would only lead to pointless debate on it so he cut straight to the point. "Gallows. I'm here for business." He would say simply, cold blue eyes looking to the masked individual before he would push off the arm rests of his seat and rise to his full height. While still shorter than Julin and having to look up to him to maintain eye contact, the Hawk-masked mercenary showed no sign of being intimidated. "This party is nothing but a display of gaudiness; to give the people an illusion of what hard work can amount to. A way for the rich to show off and garner 'good will' of the people. Here is some advice; everyone is selfish, and the sooner you put yourself first the better. Now, unless you're a potential client or have business with me I think our conversation is over." He would finish his longer than intended response to the man. His expression remaining cold, but his words growing in emotion as he clearly seemed to have issue with the rich he referred to. Though his tone had gone back to apathetic by the end of it. It would be up to Julin if he wanted to keep Gallows attention, as if not stopped, he would begin heading after the target Mary had pointed out for him.
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Julin looked the man up and down as it was obvious to anyone around them that Gallows had that clear refined form of himself. Knowing when to cut the bullcrap and get to the meat of a conversation as he brought his right hand up to rub his chin. The man spoke his name and that he is here for business, which made sense as this display is a good way to meet some high profile people. He wonders if he should do the same to find a job so that he didn't have to go about killing people before he looked to the man as he began to stand up. He wasn't taller than Julin but he could tell that this man's confidence was rather unshakeable. He then listened as the man explained the point of the party was to show off and garner good will from the false illusion of hard work. Julin knew that batter than he as he's had to butcher for those who wanted more and he nodded in an understanding way. This party was made on the backs of those who worked under the people throwing the party. Not their hard work, but the hard work of others is what allowed such a party to be made and then he came at Julin with a statement he now had to learn. "I.....I see. Well if I wish to have business with you then I simply wish to ask.... what is it you do for work as I would not mind finding a job to work as well. I don't really have much to offer except physical abilities." He told Gallows calmly as he crossed his arms, his eyes focusing on his through the full mask as he needed work indeed. 'Oh dear.... please do not let him be intimidated by my forwardness.... I worked hard to gather the courage for that!' He thought, sweating a bit under the mask.
ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ : My lovely Gallows...and an idiotxxxʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ : Hayes Manor/Ballxxxᴍᴏᴏᴅ : Curious and cautiousxxxᴀᴛᴛɪʀᴇ : Outfit and Maskxxxʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ : 100%
Gallows' female counterpart spotted their target and smiled as she would point him out to her love. Duo-colored eyes would flick to the giant before them and frown slightly. "Really? How obtuse is this oaf," She commented slightly annoyed before an idea came to mind. One she would gladly share with her partner and host. Leaning in, she would whisper in his ear. "If he's looking for a job...he could be a good scapegoat sometime. If we ever need one," She suggested in a purring tone. Looking back to where their potential client was headed, she would frown and alert Gallows of this new update. "I suggest you decide quickly. Seems our target is heading out into the gardens," Mary's scowl turned to Julin first before she would turn her gaze to their potential who was escaping her sights, arms crossing over her chest.
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Ghost254
Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2021 6:20 pm
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Gallows would drift into thought, assessing Julin. 'Muscular, yet naïve, oblivious, and uncertain. Benefit uncertain, risk of messing up to be determined,' he would think. In truth, he was thinking to say little and deny the person the request. Gallows represented the Hawks, and he was not one to gamble and tarnish their name. Nor was he particularly a team player. However, it was at that point Mary would speak up. Having kept an eye on their target for him as Gallows was distracted and pointed him out as she did so; Julin would notice Gallows eyes seemed to shift in focus to somewhere behind him. She would comment on how Julin was an obtuse oaf, which so far Gallows had seen little to contradict such an assessment. She would then come close and whisper in his ear; Gallows listening intently as his eyes returned to Julin but seemed a bit out of focus. She suggested him as a scapegoat, which was a possibility. 'It would give a means to test his capabilities with no damage to our reputation,' he thought to Mary. She would then mention their target was leaving to the gardens, so whatever they did he would have to decide soon. Gallows was not one to miss work for idle chatter, and from the signs of Mary he knew well she was not either. Gallows eyes would seem to refocus; from the outside it seems he may've zoned out a bit. Eyes going to Julin's, Gallows would speak. "I'm a mercenary. I fight and kill for the highest bidder; preferably those that deserve to be put down. If you want work and believe you can fulfill the contract, follow. If not, we part ways here," he would in a cold tone and was already walking towards the potential contact. He would pause a moment, but would not look back to Julin. "Just know you would represent yourself in this; I know not your capabilities nor will I vouch for you," Gallows would add as he continued walking towards where their target: the gardens. He would walk towards Mr. Pocketwatch self assure and calm; with or without Julin. "Waiting for someone?" he would ask as he stopped besides him. Gallows did not turn to look directly at the man though he did keep him in his periphery; many clients preferred discretion, and to at least pretend they were not speaking with mercenaries. Even with the mask of a hawk on, it was something Gallows did just in case.
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Julin awaited the man's response, his eyes maintaining concentration before he noticed that Gallows was drifting away from staring at him. It was a bit surprising considering this man was all business and it wasn't hard to hear why when he spoke. His job was the same as his own, but usually not bidding, but he was always trying to find a new line of work so this could prove beneficial. "I see, I think I understand that then." He told him while nodding his head slowly before he spoke about following, this time beginning to walk as Julin indeed followed as he heard the man's warning about being a self-representative. Julin nodded as his thoughts started to process. 'Whatever happens, if we are caught I would be held solely responsible.... that is a fair trade.' He thought to himself while they left the building and went into the garden and away from the noise. The hard steps of stone underneath their feet being the only sounds as he walked to the other side of the man. Mr. Pocketwatch was currently standing between two men, one tall and standing firm, the other a bit shorter than Julin but the aura Julin could feel from the air was a bit thick. Not too thick to cut with a knife before he looked to the man. His right hand clenched into a tight fist incase something occured.
