Dancing Through Life [OPEN]

[niepokonany]

Who: Feliks, and whoever shows up. Mingle log, everyone's invited!
Where: The old Łukasiewicz manor
When: In the evening, on the day after spring's sudden onset.
Warning: Alcohol will be available? Otherwise, depends on the players--stick a warning in the subject line if anything gets out of hand.


The rumors and casual invitations started a long while ago, in the wake of Team Evolution's departure, but it took a while to nail down a date, and to shine up the rarely used public areas on the lower floor of the Łukasiewicz family estate, two floors on top of one of the towers towards the outskirts of the residential district. Paper invitations came several days ago, to damn near everyone with an address (though of course, the nobles' are on finer paper, hand-written by Feliks's grandparents and properly sealed.) Though everyone is invited, the general public has also been reminded to dress well and behave themselves presentably--it isn't every day you're invited into a noble house, is it?

Even for the nobles, honestly, it's rare to see this one. The heads of the family are aged, and while they often appear and are pleasant enough at everyone else's events, they have little energy for arranging their own in general.

They seem to have gone all out on this one, though, perhaps because the first ball of the spring demands it and perhaps because they're celebrating so many things at once. First there was Feliks's performance in the tournament, then his evolution, and of course they're still looking to find him a nice match. And spring, quite suddenly, is in the air, the weather pleasantly warm and the balcony gardens overflowing with blossoming flowers--a small legion of gardeners has been brought in to keep the plants under control, actually, given their overabundance lately.

The food and drinks are fantastic, varied, and plentiful, laid out at strategic points around the wide, gleaming dance floor. The best musicians from all over the city have been hired to encourage people to make use of it, and to keep the atmosphere nice and light.

So come on in--talk, dance, eat all the little berry pastry things, and welcome the spring!

[OOC: Will put up a couple of threads for different areas of the party to keep it organized, feel free to mingle and tag around with everyone!]

Comments

[actsmagnificent]

[ Amazing how one can improve on perfection. Haruka breathes deeply; the scent of flowers is everywhere (so's the pollen, but she isn't allergic). This strange outburst of greenery has its good points. ]

There's lots of stars out tonight.

[ Haruka you're looking at Michiru, not the stars. ]

[incousinswithyou]

[her eyes are half hooded, as she reflexively executes the finer points of the waltz.]

Are they? I haven't noticed. [a quiet murmur. And a smile. It's either because she's distracted or somebody tall is blocking her view of the sky.]

[actsmagnificent]

Enjoying the party too much? [ Haruka'd be happy to turn you as part of this waltz so you can get a look at them. But then again, to look at the stars you'd have to take your eyes off of her, so maybe it's not that great an idea. ]

[incousinswithyou]

Well... [she has trouble keeping her eyes off of you anyway] I certainly can't fault the company.

[actsmagnificent]

[ They're dancing under starlight, surrounded by flowers. Haruka can afford a maudlin moment. ] Same here.

[ She starts swaying a little more than is technically appropriate for a waltz, the hand on Michiru's back stroking it gently. This is their private dance, right? They can get into it a bit. ]

[incousinswithyou]

[that just gets a quiet laugh as she effortlessly adjusts to match you. And she'll press closer than is necessary, nuzzling into the crook of your neck as their pace understandably slows.]

[actsmagnificent]

[ That tea is going to grow cool on the railing, isn't it. That's fine. Haruka'd rather get her warmth this way anyway.

She rests the top of her head on Michiru's. ] Let's leave early tonight.

[ Unless you've been asked to provide music or something. Then Haruka will be more than happy to stay. ]

[incousinswithyou]

[yup. So much for braving the snooty rich people room to get that tea.]

Didn't we just get here? [teasing. She sounds content and is absolutely willing to leave, however.

Nope, no music. Too busy.]

[actsmagnificent]

You already said there's no one to talk to. [ Haruka attends these things for your sake - that, and because she does like dancing. The upper-class tearoom is too stuffy, and down here with everyone else it's too crowded.

Where she's dancing currently isn't so bad, though. ]

[incousinswithyou]

I could've sworn you said that. [she'd say she's here for appearances' sake, but it's probably just another excuse for a fancy date.]

[actsmagnificent]

Whoever. [ She asked, you answered, she judged. Partnerships contribute equally to everything. That is as it should be.

Haruka's fingers curl in the small of Michiru's back. ]

[incousinswithyou]

I see how it is. [still, she's content anyway.

The music comes to a stop and their dance comes to a standstill. She hasn't quite bothered to let go just yet, however.] Shall we make our exit?

[actsmagnificent]

[ Haruka glances inside for a moment: looks like they should be able to slip to the door without much trouble. She shrugs. ] Now's as good a time as any.

[ She'll keep a hand on Michiru's back even as they attempt to steal out quietly, but elegantly. Always elegantly. ]

[incousinswithyou]

[and there's a small smile at the hand still on her back as she keeps pace. Just because she's used to it doesn't mean she's not fond of the gesture.

as long as they aren't trailed by rose petals, their escape should be pretty unremarkable.]

[actsmagnificent]

[ Hey, even if a few petals drift by, the whole city's in bloom. It's providing them camouflage.

Maybe there's something to be said for this floral outburst after all. ]