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petal_storm) wrote2017-01-02 10:23 pm
petal_storm) wrote2017-01-02 10:23 pm
All the pretty dancers
Who: Markux, Magnus, Xavier, Orchid, Jendiss and Dahlia later.
When: Some time into the Competition.
What: Enter a change in the game.
She came in on Magnus's arm, in a ball gown made of silver, dripping chain and small, dewdrop points of moonstone. She sounded like singing as she walked, the light chime of metal on marble not disturbed by the whisper of her bare feet under the long gown. Grace and ineffable, near alien magnetism as she raked te room with rose petal eyes.
This was the first 'large' party she'd attended with him. Prior it had been private events, likely test runs to ensure she'd not...embarrass...him in a larger gather. As if she would, she had more grace in her smallest toe than her 'Master' did, but that was neither here nor there was it?
He was particularly proud tonight, one of his 'ten year check ins' as he put it. She'd gathered that he was in something of a game with two others, and every ten years...a party and comparing notes it seemed. Charming. She was well able to smile though, and slip into a pool of glittering chain that showed hints ad shadows of purple flesh when he indicated these men were to be respected. A deep curtsy was merely...normal for such, yes? "Gentlemen," Magnus purred softly. "Welcome to my party."
Orchid crossed her wrists over her bent knee, the better to look up 'adoringly' so she could study the other players. Ah, Markux and Xavier, the friend and the brother. Of course...
"Dramatically late," Markux drawled, twirling a wine glass gently in his fingers. "We were about to withdraw and play chess to at least amuse ourselves..."
"Well, if you prefer..." Magnus grinned. "I can have her fetch a nice board..."
"As you'd like," she mused gently, aged ivory and blodstone I believe for those lovely hands..."
"Ah, she flirts."
"Hardly," Magnus grinned. "But she accentuates well hmmm? And she can keep one or the other of you entertained in the game herself as...needed."
When: Some time into the Competition.
What: Enter a change in the game.
She came in on Magnus's arm, in a ball gown made of silver, dripping chain and small, dewdrop points of moonstone. She sounded like singing as she walked, the light chime of metal on marble not disturbed by the whisper of her bare feet under the long gown. Grace and ineffable, near alien magnetism as she raked te room with rose petal eyes.
This was the first 'large' party she'd attended with him. Prior it had been private events, likely test runs to ensure she'd not...embarrass...him in a larger gather. As if she would, she had more grace in her smallest toe than her 'Master' did, but that was neither here nor there was it?
He was particularly proud tonight, one of his 'ten year check ins' as he put it. She'd gathered that he was in something of a game with two others, and every ten years...a party and comparing notes it seemed. Charming. She was well able to smile though, and slip into a pool of glittering chain that showed hints ad shadows of purple flesh when he indicated these men were to be respected. A deep curtsy was merely...normal for such, yes? "Gentlemen," Magnus purred softly. "Welcome to my party."
Orchid crossed her wrists over her bent knee, the better to look up 'adoringly' so she could study the other players. Ah, Markux and Xavier, the friend and the brother. Of course...
"Dramatically late," Markux drawled, twirling a wine glass gently in his fingers. "We were about to withdraw and play chess to at least amuse ourselves..."
"Well, if you prefer..." Magnus grinned. "I can have her fetch a nice board..."
"As you'd like," she mused gently, aged ivory and blodstone I believe for those lovely hands..."
"Ah, she flirts."
"Hardly," Magnus grinned. "But she accentuates well hmmm? And she can keep one or the other of you entertained in the game herself as...needed."