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Let the moonlight sign post shine through the clouds to me
____and show me which road to take
______No matter how close to breaking I am today....

I'll re-awaken the distant memory of that day______
So don't forget, keep it carved in your heart.

Well this was something unexpected. Usually events or parties like these never interested the prince, but nowadays he seemed to be attending them. Didn't matter, it would be great to see everyone after that traumatizing event back in Halloween, a party was more than likely to cheer most people up if they hadn't already.

Of course, leave it to this to be a formal as well. Ephraim was wearing but a simple outfit which consisted of the usual color, light blue tunic, lined down from the neck to the center with a few frills at the hem of the sleeves. A golden chain connected from the the left shoulder seam to the pocket on the left of his tunic. He had a cloak over him to keep him from the cold. The snow made things worse and his horse, Lumice, obviously did not appreciate it.

He managed to get to the host club a tad late. Not that he wasn't always but this one he was extremly late. More then he had expected but what can you do with a fussy boyfriend nagging and demanding that you don't go.

Honestly, Ephraim didn't understand Kishuna at times but that was just how the morph was.

The moment he entered, the place was already filled with laughter and people mingling left and right. Wow, who knew in a short amount of time this place would be crawling with other FEFers.

Although there were many Ephraim knew and met, there was just too many he knew to even start. There was Joshua...Roy was here as well with Melethia then the same old Ziaram mingling as much as he could around near the back from what the prince could see..and quite a few more he couldn't quite get the names because..well...it was all too confusing.

He did however, move from the doorway so that the cold breeze wouldn't blow in anymore then it was when he stood there.

JJoshua really hated interruptions when he was ready to gamble..... but since Amara was a cute little girl he’d make an exception.... so he couldn't help himself when he kneeled down to her level and smiled at her. "We met once... not in the best conditions though, How you doin kiddo?" Joshua liked little kids.


He still had the coin in his hand that he was going to flip for Sue so he decided on doing a little magic trick, hiding the coin in-between two fingers so Amara couldn't see the coin in his hand, he reached behind her ear and pretended to pull the coin from behind her ear. Showcasing the coin in his palm, he waved his hand closing it as he did. When the hand opened again the coin was gone, up one of the long sleeves of the jacket he had decided to wear.

"Huh? I coulda sworn I left that coin right here......" He reached up and took off his hat to scratch his head and if Amara followed looked up at the top of his head she'd see the coin resting comfortably on his hair.

He placed the hat back on his head and smiled again at the little girl.

"It's great to see you too Ziaram." said the young lord, looking over his shoulder at the man. But before he could say anything more, the swordman had already wandered off to where Sue and Joshua were.

He turned back to look at the dragons, catching his Uncle giving him a parental glare and a scolding for attempting to drink. "...What? You make it seem like I haven't had alcohol before. When we stopped Bern and Idoun, everyone partied for months. I got away with a few drinks, with Father's permission. But don't worry, I know how much I can tolerate. It looks like I have Uncle FD's permission to drink. Shall I ask for yours too?" he asked the shotabard.

The young lord turned to look at the other Uncle, who had just served the drinks. He thanked the elder dragon before he looked at the mug. He wasn't going to drink just yet, not without Nils' permission. Roy did nod to Mel though, when she told him to have a good time.

We're part of a story, part of a tale...

... Sometimes beautiful, sometimes insane...

... No one remembers how it began...

Charice and Javert entered well ahead of Leon and Ghis. Javert could see the look on the girl's face. It spoke something to the effect of Darn it, couldn't he have taken me by the arm? Or at least said something sweet, rather than grinning and taking it all in?

Well, at least, that's what he THOUGHT her look suggested, judging how she'd metaphorically melted a bit back there. This might be the first time I've seen her look unglued, he thought to himself. I wonder...

"Hey, Javert?"

"Yes?"

"You don't need to wait up for me. I've got, err..." she waved her hands about in those uncertain gestures people make when they're about to sacrifice themselves to save the world and don't want the protagonist to find out, or when they're about to reveal they were out all night "drinking with the guys".

Javert grinned. "I think I got it, Charice. Good luck!" He waved, heading off in the direction of the bar. He didn't know very many people here--okay, Amelia and her husband he knew, but they seemed busy at the moment, and, well. Say what you will about alcohol, but the stuff rarely failed at the game of "icebreaker".

It didn't take him terribly long to find the bar itself, but which one was in charge? Everyone looked so darned fancy, it was--ahh, wait. That one guy was setting down a few random drinks, which could only mean...!

"Hello," Javert gave a wave of his hand to FD as he walked up to the bar. "I just arrived, and I'm parched. Anything you'd recommend? I have no idea where to start on drinks and, well, I figure I'd best get what I can. There's another guy coming with a keen interest in your stock!" He grinned, wondering just how much Ghis would wash down tonight...

Yes, Leon had his faults. His style of speaking reminded her a bit much of Ghis or Dan, and would it kill him to have a more noble dialect? Seriously, his posture, his clothes--everything about him nearly screamed "I'm a nobleman"! But again, the rest of the "noble" bearing was still there, and he seemed like the kind of guy who ENJOYED doing the right thing. That alone was more than she could say for a lot of guys she'd seen or met.

She glanced down at herself, wondering if anything was out of place. Let's see... the clothes look pretty good, I made sure my hair was in place (not that it's long enough to go crazy), and... I'm good, right? Right!

Of course, if the knight took too long, she might just move along. Standing around in the doorway waiting for someone who might not know they were waiting for you felt embarrassing!

Joshua laughed inwardly at the youg girls reaction and was caught off guard when she tackled him and called him "Joshie"

"Joshie?" He thought to himself as he lay on his back laughing in his mind, the grin on his face was hidden by the hat which slid down as he fell over, when he thought that he wouldn't giggle out loud at the sight of anyone he slid the hat back up and gathered himself back to his feet.

"So you don't want to make a bet though? Dang..... Well at least let’s have a wager like I will with Ziaram.... It’s no fun without one eh?"

Joshua then saw Ephraim... holding hands with another guy, "Eh? I didn’t expect that! He always had women all over him.... lucky bugger... ooh well more for me."

Turning away from all that he looked back at Akihi and walked up to the sage, "Hey, I've been meaning to ask someone..... What the hell happened back there....."

Just as she had announced her presence to her sister, Lethe was pulled in the direction of 3 chatting beorc. Then Lyre started to introduce her to the small group. The older cat wasn’t the most pleased with that introduction but it could have been worse.

She faced Rath and examined him. So this was their leader? He seemed like a respectable beorc at first glance. “Hello” was all she could say before other laguz quickly ushered her attention to Rhys and Amelia.

“Rhys, it’s been a long time,” Lethe replied, recalling the bishop’s name from her work with the Greil Mercenaries. “How have you been?”

"Lethe, is it? It's nice to meet you."
She turned her head towards Rhys’s wife when she addressed her. “That’s correct,” the dressed up feline fighter nodded. “It’s nice to meet you too, Amelia.” Lethe noticed the young woman’s eyes travel to the shoes in her hands. She shifted her stance to a more comfortable one. Her bare feet felt cold against the ballroom floor, but there was no way in hell she was going to put those infernal heels back on.

“I’ve only just arrived. So far it’s been pleasant.” She smiled contently.

"I've been good," Rhys said. "I've met many friends here, my wife included. It hasn't been easy around here--Eyris gets a fair share of troubles--but we've persevered and survived, and here we are!"

Amelia paused, Lethe's greeting to Rhys not lost on her. Someone else came here from Tellius? I wonder if she knows what it means, coming here... But that was a tale for a more somber time. Besides, Lyre was here, so by the look of things, Lethe would be fine.

"Well, we're glad you're enjoying yourself so far. We at the FEF Host Club aim to please," she said with a bit of cheerful flair. "Speaking of pleasing, we should be using that ballroom floor pretty soon. We've just been waiting to see who else might show up, since some people arrive a bit late."

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Ah!

There was no mistaking the look the crossed his face--he wanted to see her! He started out slowly... Maybe just shy, that's okay, keep rolling... he looked her over... He likes what he sees, also a plus...

Some women might have been disappointed on his "Ya look... well" finish, but Charice restrained herself from laughing, settling for a giggle. It was corny, but it would do for now. "Thanks! You look very nice, yourself. I mean, Halloween was nice, but you've outdone yourself.

"It's nice to see someone with that sense of style, really," she added, smiling. "I mean, yeah, we're soldiers, but nobody in the ranks knows how to dress! Not like you do."

(At this point, the band will start to be playing. Picture one of the best songs you've ever listened to and medievalfy that jazz, and this band will DOUBLE the awesome. I couldn't figure out a good song for here, so yeah, no link. But dance if you like!)

(Also, tentatively I'd like to say this party will end by Sunday. Tentatively.)