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 Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 6:24 am
REMINDER:
The Gala will be wrapping up tomorrow!
I will stop accepting ticket entries into the raffle at NOON CST, so make sure your word counts are collected by then. Feel free to linger after that if you're in need of making exit posts, but Doctor Hadly will bid his farewell + the Gala's official ending will be posted tomorrow around that time.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 7:23 am
Tom Wolf: Stained tux Clearly this woman had an obsession with waffles. One that would probably never be beat, and Tom had to keep himself from laughing at it. He really couldn't imagine being that obsessed with a food item, but this gal did. He wouldn't make fun of her for it though, there were plenty of people who had told him to stop hogging the mashed potatoes before. Speaking of which... He grabbed some and piled them on his plate, moving everything else out of the way. "I guess not. Though chicken and turkey isn't bad, I've never had spaghetti with waffles." Though really, what was the point of the noodles in that. Wouldn't you just cover the waffle with marinara sauce...? The fruit was okay, but the others... Well let's just say he would have to be REALLY hungry to try those. "Nothing wrong with being a waitress." It's no surprise that you work at the Waffle House though. "And I guess I will have to come when you're working sometime. Hopefully you can show me the 'way' of waffle eating." He replied before eating a bit of mashed potato. He would have to take some home or something. "And I'll have a bit more time to do so with school being over for now before summer classes start."
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 7:25 am
Yuuri Matsunaga (outfit)
Adrien had his arm comfortably around his waist, even as Yuuri was still convinced his heart would beat out of his chest at any moment. Ignacio seemed like a nice guy at least. Friendly, he supposed, although he hardly knew the man enough to be sure.
No longer needing his hand free to shake Ignacio’s, Yuuri fiddled with the glass of wine for a few moments, and then shifted his arm to slide behind Adrien’s back, feeling a little silly for needing the close proximity to him, but so far it didn’t seem as though Adrien minded. He just worried about seeming clingy. Which he was.
Ugh, he really was so clingy and needy. How could Adrien stand it??
“I’m just a student, but Adrien’s a hair stylist,” he immediately spoke up, trying to make sure his voice didn’t betray him by trembling. “He has his own salon that he opened himself a few years ago. It’s actually just a few blocks away,” there was a pause as Yuuri looked Ignacio over as if to assess him, his own hand gripping tighter to Adrien’s side as he had his arm around his back, hoping his anxiousness wouldn’t be too obvious to the other man.
“You probably have your own stylist already, but if you were ever wanting to help promote local talent,” he said, pausing once more to glance up at Adrien’s face, as though needing to remind himself that he was there next to him. “Darling, you don’t have a business card with you, do you?”
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 10:46 am
He took her breath away. Seriously. As he looked into her eyes like that, she just couldn’t breathe, and for a moment, she was kind of glad they were at a hospital gala, for if she was having some sort of medical issue that was unrelated to this relationship…at least there were doctors around to assist her.
“I do believe that is just a bit of an understatement.” Bellatrix was happy when she was able to breathe again and grinned. “I’m having what might very well be one of the top ten nights of my life, just so you know. But, I am quite sure it can move up at least a spot if we stop talking right now, and you kiss me and take me home with you and we stay up past midnight. Because I can assure you, Mr. Banks, I won’t turn into a pumpkin or lose my shoe.”
Being with him made her feel like she could say and do just about anything, and honestly, she felt as though she was a teenager again, and she liked it. Well. Maybe not a teenager but…like she was a younger person in love for the first time. So, close enough.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 12:12 pm
Mi-Hi Harrington - [ outfit ref (sans upper jacket)] Mi-Hi looked from one to the other as dark-haired man made introductions "It's nice to meet you all" she said cheerfully, relieved that Caspian didn't seem to have minded her earlier comment about the shirt, her green eyes shifted to take in the one that Caspian had introduced as Michael as she added "And congratulations to you both."
She nodded at Caspian's next question "I guess" she admitted, adding "Papa won a ticket and let me have it but I've never been to anything like this before."
Because Mi-Hi knew that things like this were kind of out of her family's league even though she was glad to have come.
Her green eyes shifted to Olga next as she shook her head, her cheerful voice turning rueful as she admitted "Oh no I haven't done any dancing yet, but I was totally going to."
Then she glanced back at Caspian as it belatedly dawned that he had volunteered her to dance with Olga, her green eyes startled "Oh I was going to dance on the side or something because I didn't come with anyone" admitting "Although dancing alone can be kind of boring..."
She added quickly "But I don't want to intrude" because whilst Mi-Hi would totally prefer to dance with someone rather than on her own, she also didn't want them to think that she was fishing.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 3:40 pm
Ashley Williams - [outfit ref - dress/ shoes] "Thank you" Ashley said at the compliment to her hair.
The ombre was something that was new for her, because Ashley didn't really tend to mess with her hair, but she liked the way that the blue ombre had come out.
She shook her head about the question about the Inkblot tattoo shop as she admitted "No I haven't."
In fact Ashley hadn't been to a tattoo place period, because her parents would probably throw a fit if she came back with a tattoo or too - well her father would throw a fit - but her mother would most likely subject her to disappointed looks that were almost as bad.
Her lips quirked up in another smile at Austen's mention of being from London "Oh nice - I'm from London too" she admitted, adding "From Primrose Hill although I'm currently studying over at Sovereign Heights."
And whilst she hadn't been to Leavesden personally, Ashley knew that it was in Hertfordshire and was pretty sure that it was in the general direction of Watford.
In fact... "Isn't the Warner Bros studios up in Leaves..." she started, before her voice tailed off as a silvery-blonde haired woman almost stumbled into Austen–
In fact probably would have stumbled if not for the hand that Austen reached out to help steady her.
"Are you okay?" Her grey eyes shifted to the newcomer.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 3:59 pm
Elzo had for the better party of the night, been doing more or less what was usually Marlo's form of interaction. That was to say, none at all. Sticking to the fringes, he chose to politely decline dances and entertained few small conversations, only saying he'd come to see his 'daughter' at her first Gala. Which wasn't entirely a lie. Giulia was his legal daughter as the paperwork had been finalized and, he had come to see her specifically. Granted, for more than the simple reason of 'parental fondness'. He was raised with the expectation he'd find a good daughter of some rich and powerful company president or CEO and marry them, merging companies for the sake of business. That was his role as a child at many events his father had taken him to. Granted, that had been almost 20 years ago and in Europe where many a political marriage was rooted in both tradition and practicality often enough. In America, he'd discovered, there were few families that practiced child matchmaking like he'd experienced in Europe, but he'd be a fool to not at least keep a close eye on his new 'daughter'. Jada had experienced it, and he'd be a fool to think she'd not also be wary of such things and approaches. Elzo had taken to what some might have called 'overprotective fathering'. Blue eyes critically landing on any boy or young man that even neared Giulia with more suspicion than was probably needed. As the gala was set to close, he felt a small tug watching his 'daughter' smiling and dancing. It reminded him of his own failing and- Walking towards he he smiled and bowed once he caught her eyes. She'd been enjoying her first dance. It filled him with a strange happiness he couldn't quite place but. "Can I have your final dance this evening piccola principessa?"
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 5:09 pm
Jada Chamberlyn ( Outfit, Hair) Jada made a noncommital noise, and her gaze sharpened on him. Common Law and Family practice sounded like a bit of a potential mess, but goodness knew she could always add another army to the line of them working to keep her siblings out of their father's hands and safe and sound. Giovanni was many things, but not a quitter, and even the assurances that Elzo was Giulia and Aidan's father wasn't keeping the man satisfied. Taking a sip of her champagne, Jada said, "She's 6, and she and her brother would be your prospective clients, Mr. Moore. Do you have a business card?" He really was a very attractive man, and she let her appreciation flicker through her eyes. Apparently she had a thing for blondes- who knew? But this was hardly the time or the place, and she was much more interested in his legal skills than his flirting skills. (If he lawyered like he flirted, he might not get the job at all, but she would be interested in a meeting with him.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 5:43 pm
Alexandre Evans“I don’t mind, I get to watch you dance.” Since he wasn’t that good at it himself, though he wasn’t scared to try and dance with Aiden. He was nowhere near the others caliber or his sister Jenna’s. He wouldn’t mind watching Aiden dance his best, actually it would be a source of pride for the ashen blond.
“Why don’t you two still dance? If you don’t mind me asking?” Since he’d never really talked about this topic with the other, he was now curious. “I mean you can always dance with her if you want and compete. If it’s something you enjoy doing.” He wouldn’t push Aiden either way, but he’d let the other know it was ok to do.
At the question about a place to eat he nodded his head and began the search. Straightening up and peering around, his tipped up and even moving to stand on tiptoe in order to see around and over people. “A seat would be good. I don’t like standing and eating, too much of a risk of being hit into and food going everywhere.” Namely on himself and on Aiden, and that would not make for a happy person. Alexandre would be very upset if such were to happen, and not because of ruined clothing but it would cut into their night out.
“Somewhere out of the way, we can watch everyone else and eat in peace.” (Word count: 237)
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 5:45 pm
Giulia Montgomery ( Outfit) Giulia beamed at her dancing prince and waved as he went to find her a drink. Yes, she would do her best to wait for Princess Gigi too. An older princess could be the best to learn from, and as Prince Benji ran off, she straightened herself, swishing her skirts and beaming happily. This had been an excellent night so far- the very best! She had gotten to dress up and dance and swish and swoosh and just- Can I have your final dance this evening piccola principessa?The familiar face and voice made Giulia spin happily, and the little girl gave Mr. Elzo a beaming smile and a giggle, stuffing her slippered toe into the floor. "Hello Mr. Elzo," she said politely, and held out her hand to him very properly. "I would be honored to dance with you." Giulia stepped in closer, her excitement palpable. "This was my first grown-up party. It's been so much fun!" She was already on the dance floor, but she held out her hands to the much larger person. "I told Benji I don't know dancing good, but I can spin, and I know a waltz is a one-two-three?"
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 6:01 pm
Elzo laughed softly at her enthusiasm, bending down a bit to take her hand and ready himself for what would undoubtedly be a back ache tomorrow. She was adorable, and he was glad her first gala had been a good one. Even if she'd probably so wound up she'd not be tired until he was tucked into bed and all but forced to stay there for longer than one minute. He worried less with Aidan. "The honor is mine. It has been a while since I danced with a princess." It took a second to find the right way to be able to dance, given the obscene difference in height. Once he thought he had it. "If you like, I can see about getting you dancing lessons. For now though, we can waltz. It's not too difficult, and if you stand on my shoes, you can learn the steps." His smile was gentle and he felt that tug of guilt and wistfulness in his gut. "I'd be a poor father not to see my princess able to dance with her prince one day after all."
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 6:03 pm
[ Arin Aldrik] ( outfit) When he felt the light tug he realized that he had yet to let go of Lucien's hand. He just managed to keep himself from yanking it back in what would have been an incredibly embarrassing gesture, dropping it gently instead before he could do anything else that might get him into any sort of trouble. "Rain check on the dance, then... An event where you aren't the camera man? I'll go track down that glass of wine and leave you to your job until I get back." He flashed Luc a light smirk as he stepped back, hoping he didn't look too much like an idiot. Nearly backing into a member of the wait staff didn't help, although it did then turn the confident smirk into a sheepish smile before he turned on his heel to head for the bar. Wine for Luc and something stronger than champagne for himself... [ Cordelia Carden] ( outfit) Cordelia was so focused on trying to mask her own nerves to notice his for the time being and she thought she might have been doing rather well at it up until he took that first step. Her fingertips pressed against the back of his hand as she held on to it, mind reeling through a dozen 'what ifs'. She could step on his foot. He could step on hers. She could trip over her dress. She could-- It didn't matter. Nothing could happen on the dance floor that hadn't already happened on a skating rink months ago over the holiday break. Holding his hand now was no different than it was then. If lost her footing he would still be there. There was no need for to fret because it was Fritz and she trusted him utterly and completely. She trusted him. A different realization started to settle in and it was only the sound of his voice that drew her from another round of anxious thoughts. "Yes," she murmured, nodding for additional confirmation. If that wasn't enough Fritz had only to look at her to see that she was absolutely beaming. Her smile brought light to her face, any traces of her own worry replaced by a simple radiance. Settling for 'okay' was probably the biggest understatement of the evening. "More than okay... This is perfect, Fritz." The words fell breathless from her lips, smile warm and eyes shining. They could be standing perfectly still and she would still be in the clouds.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 6:05 pm
Around the time that Prissy discarded her glass, Chase had done the same grateful to be able to let his hand fall down to his side. For a short moment it hung at his side before he pushed his jacket back and slid his hand into the pocket of his dress pants, idly watching Trey while also getting distracted by the way his date was playing with her hair. A few times he caught sight of the faintest sign of their previous activities and his polite smile would curl into something just a tad bit more devilish only to sink back down when he remembered to focus at the prospect of business.
And other things, even if Trey wasn't aware of how he was being assess or what for.
Realizing that her gaze kept drifting to the dance floor, Chase cleared his throat and offered a more apologetic smile. "Forgive me, Trey," he started, removing his hand from his pocket to straighten his tie while his other hand slid across Priscilla's back and made to grab her hand instead. "As delightful as talking business and future plans is, I believe I promised my beautiful girlfriend a dance before the night is over."
In a rare gesture of gentleness, compared to the last month or so at least, Chase brushed his lips against her temple again as he went to step away. "I'll be in touch, don't worry." There was that wolfish grin again when he offered the man a wink and his fingers slid between the spaces between his date's fingers. "Do tell your mother I said hello."
That was the last thing he said before he led Priscilla to join the rest of the dancers.
whimsical blue splitting for now so they can squeeze in a dance before the gala ends~
A flush seemed to be a permanent addition to her cheeks as she smiled up at him, feeling lighter than she ever expected when she had allowed Jules to convince her that she ought to come. Most things like this weren't suited for girls like her, but she could pretend, just for a moment, that she was a princess in a fairytale and that maybe she had met a man worth of being her prince. A foolish, youthful and naive thought to say the least, but the champagne left her veins humming pleasantly and the way he led her around the floor easily had her head spinning.
Several times, Rory had cast her gaze downward, trying to hide how happy she felt in the moment.
It was silly really, but here she was dancing with a handsome boy who was treating her like she was the only think worth looking at at the Gala. Every time she thought too much about it, she felt like she was going to burst. "I don't think anyone - " she was laughing again, because the idea that someone else would want to dance with her too was almost too ridiculous. Chance was playing a game on her certainly, giving her this one lovely opportunity that it had.
"If you're asking if I came with a date," she paused, lifting her gaze to meet his, "no, I came with someone. Yes, but not as dates." He was playing so cool and coy and she felt like a fool in comparison. "Did you - ?" Rory found that she couldn't finish the sentence, dreading the thought and idea that maybe she was the one pulling him away from someone else, even if he had been the one to ask her to dance in the first place.
Despite Akio's grace, Rory managed to step on some part of her dress and stumbled right into him.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 6:23 pm
If there was one thing that his pale haired companion had plenty of, it was confidence. There was a part of Tristan that admired that, wanting more of that back in his life because, certainly there had been some point in his life when he'd had it in drove he was sure. Somedays, he felt like nothing was missing when he was working the the developing lab or focused on a project.
Of course, most of those things didn't require interacting with people one on one like he was now and perhaps that was the problem.
"Ah, perhaps I should rephrase," his smile was rueful when he glanced at her over his shoulder. He caught sight of her stumbling and he thought about offering an arm, then thought better of it and tried to be more careful about his movements now that he was aware of her possible struggles.
Fortunately, the bar was just up ahead and he could grab a decent drink and then maybe they could just sit somewhere.
He still felt so out of place.
"Sure," he shrugged, pausing to glance around the room again, "but there's a difference in the purpose and it takes away from someone else's job. I wasn't invited to take photographs, so it seems rude otherwise." So yeah, it would have been better and more ideal for him but he couldn't bring himself to agree with her.
"There's a lot of people, maybe waiting there -" he pointed to a relatively unoccupied table not too far away. "Would be better? I can bring you - water? A drink?"
264 words and hi, i know you're looking
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 6:41 pm
Giulia Montgomery ( Outfit) Mr. Elzo was really tall- taller even than her Prince- but he took her hand gamely, and indulged her as she gave him a curtsy like she was supposed to. "I will be gentle with you," she assured him cheerfully. "You'll get the hang of dancing with a Princess again real quick." it was so good and brave of him to dance with her anyway, even if he hadn't danced with one in a while. She was terribly proud of him in this moment. The idea of getting more dancing lessons was awesome. "I like my ballet lessons," she told him excitedly, "Being good at the other dancing too would be great for next time I get to come to a grown up party." she nodded her head vigorously, her blonde curls bouncing. "I- I think maybe standing on your feet would help a lot," she admitted. "You gotta take little steps tho so I don't fall off, but my skirt is real swooshy and it should hide the feet-steps good." she beamed up at him, and then tilted her head. This was the first actual confirmation she'd had that Mr. Elzo was her daddy, and she considered it for a moment. Considered him for a moment, and all the things she knew about him. Considered the Uncle he brought, and maybe he had parents who would be her grandparents (she didn't have any grandparents on her mommy's side), and maybe he would bring... "You hafta stay healthy then, daddy." she said simply. "And you'll be nice to my prince, right?"
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