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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Mar 27, 2009 15:29:21 GMT -5
Yeligar walked into the castle wearing his warlord suit and looking around, there were already a lot of people and Yeligar got there about an hour earlier. Behind him, was an Orange hair boy, Andy Jammer, and 3 beautiful ladies, A sage named Jasmine Loque, a princess named Kara Samsra, and the Prophet came also, even against Yeligar's wishes.
"Now behave, this is a ball, but have a little fun." He told them.
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Post by Kouichi - Yami No Kuro Raion on Mar 27, 2009 16:05:37 GMT -5
--Just outside the castle--
A boy with short, black hair and wearing strange clothes looked up at the imposing palace. Looking down at the strange invitation in his hand, he sighed.
"I guess this is the place," Kouichi whispered, holding his polearm like a walking stick. The shortsword-length blade was sheathed and peace-bonded - bound to it's sheath with a white cord. He had read that the ball was under a treaty of peace, but he simply had nowhere to leave it.
He walked up to the gates, hoping that they wouldn't mind his lack of formal wear... with no money to purchase anything, all he had were the clothes off his back. he sighed.
I'm going to feel very out of place here, he thought.
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Post by Andy Jammer on Mar 27, 2009 16:17:03 GMT -5
"I'll behave, but it's the Sumata bastards you want to watch out for." Andy huffed, crossing his arms.
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Post by Lady Elexa B'Shera on Mar 27, 2009 16:47:02 GMT -5
"Watch your mouth... Andy Jammer, right? How rude... I was hoping you would give me a more favorable impression, after the recommendations of my Captains."
The speaker was a girl, seemingly around 18 or 19. She wore an elegant black ballgown, tantalizingly low-cut, that trailed behind her in a long train that seemed not to hinder her movement. Her long nails were bainted black as well, and her purple eyes seemed to pierce into Andy's soul.
"First impressions aren't everything, I suppose..." she sighed, tapping one fashionably pale cheek with a finger. "I guess I'll give you one more chance to be polite." She curtsied deeply.
"Lady Elexa B'Shera, Queen of Nerezza... at your service."
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Post by glitters on Mar 27, 2009 17:06:39 GMT -5
Jasmine had been quiet the entire way there. Even now as she looked about the great room in awe, she was still rather silent as she played with the skirt of her dress. It was a deep purple, and for the first time in years the world saw her shoulders.
She smiled at Andy, though, and mimicked his arm-crossing as she said, "Don't be so grumpy. We're here to learn and have fun, right? We'll be fine."
'(That's right...WE.)
......Shut up. I didn't ask you.'
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Post by Lady Elexa B'Shera on Mar 27, 2009 17:07:49 GMT -5
The queen looked over at Jasmine.
"I see someone here knows how to be polite... who might you be?"
She smiled.
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Post by Kouji - Hikari no Shiro Okami on Mar 27, 2009 17:15:58 GMT -5
---in the ball, somewhere else---
"Pretty classy place," commented a dark-haired boy. He had managed to find and purchase a nice set of local clothing for the ball - a leather jerkin was laced over a white shirt made of fine cloth, and he wore a pair of brown pants. Leaning against a wall nearby was his 'walking stick', an ornaate piece covered with inlay that he'd just happened upon.
"Wonder if there's anybody else from Earth here..." he mumbled to himself, scanning the room.
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Mar 27, 2009 17:16:23 GMT -5
"Lady B'Shera, over here." Trucido said, as he waved her over to him. As he walked to her, he saw Andy, Jas, and Yeligar, but he did not recognized the other two women. He held a dish filled with Ice cream. "So, I see that you have meet Yeligar, Andy and Jas." he said Grinning at them.
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Post by glitters on Mar 27, 2009 17:20:54 GMT -5
Jasmine froze for a moment after she had been addressed by Elexa. She really hadn't wanted to attract the queen's attention...she didn't like seeing Trucido make his way over to them, either...
Nevertheless, she smiled politely and gave a slight curtsey as she said, "J-jasmine Loque, ma'am. I'm a friend and asisstant to Mr. Jammer, here."
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Post by Andy Jammer on Mar 27, 2009 17:22:16 GMT -5
"You can take your services and shove them up your-"
A loud smack was heard and Andy recoiled his arm.
"Now Andy, play nice," Kevin spoke calmly, turning to the Sumata he spoke cheerily. "Well hello everyone, nice to see all of you!"
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Post by Lady Elexa B'Shera on Mar 27, 2009 17:24:23 GMT -5
"I see..."
She looked over at Truido and waved politely. "Milord... it's wonderful to see you here."
Turning back to the others, she smiled. "It's nice to see you again, Mr... Uruhane, right? Another ball, several new faces... and all the old ones. I don't remember seeing you last year, Mr. Uruhae... were you there?"
Trucido could wait, hopefully... it wasn't polite to interrupt a pleasant conversation.
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Post by Zelos Shinigami-Mezmillion on Mar 27, 2009 17:25:21 GMT -5
At that time, a cloud of dark mist swirled and Zelos appeared. His seemed to be wwearing a bright white cloak, his hair was held by aristocratic bands and he had a green scarf around his neck.
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Post by Andy Jammer on Mar 27, 2009 17:27:53 GMT -5
Andy turned to the person who appeared and felt his body shake, HIM!!!
Kevin looked at Andy in a warning glance and turned to Elexa, "I was here last year as well, I beleive you were busy flirting with one of guardsmen at the time..."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Mar 27, 2009 17:29:42 GMT -5
*Mark stepped in, he wasn't wearing his normal attire, instead he had on a nice white T-shirt with a black jacket that was unbuttoned but he did keep his black jeans.*
Mark: Man, this party is just asking for one drunk Sumata/hero to ruin it. *He shook his head.*
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Post by Kouji - Hikari no Shiro Okami on Mar 27, 2009 17:31:12 GMT -5
"He sure likes to make an entrance," mumbled Kouji, noticing the chill and mist accompanying Zelos's approach. "Must be one of those Sumata creeps with the wayhe's looking at everyone."
He sighed, taking a sip of juice while leaning aginst the refreshments table. His scan of the room had turned up a few interesting persons - there was the Prophet, and the wierd guy who had brought him here. Standing with them were a couple girls he didn't know and a guy with bright, spiky orange hair.
He can't be from around here, he thought. Only an American would have hair like that.
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