[open] welcome to the masquerade

[implying]

Date & Time: Friday the 7th, 4pm to midnight.
Location: Palace of Versailles, France, 1772.
Characters: anyone! Even characters not yet accepted as of when this log goes up. 8)
Summary: It's just some fancy masquerade dance with spiked punch.
Warnings: here be pictures, slow connections beware.


Welcome to Versailles.

The decorations are arranged, the food is prepared and laid out, the music has been rehearsed, and... most people have their costumes and masks ready. At precisely 1600, the Transporter machine activates, and a full room of people and all of their decorations, food, musical instruments, and costumes are sent back to 1772. The Palace of Versailles is in the height of its splendor, the weather is perfect and cloudless, and the gardens are in full bloom for the spring.

➣ Explore the Palace

Holy shit look at this, you have the chance to get your grubby little fingers all over history before it even becomes properly history. Do you know how many famous butts sat in all these plush velvet chairs? Or are going to sit in these plush velvet chairs? And they were all probably just talking the hell out of French, too. Wow. Go invade some bedrooms, poke your head into the kitchens (but no more than that, or territorial cooking elves might take offense), just. Touch everything. Everything. Just know that where ever you are, there's no escaping that beautiful music your fellow Transports are inflicting on you, that shit's just echoing all over the place tonight.

➣ Admire the Gardens

Jeez look at this, these people just had way too much money. But you get to benefit from it! You can basically just get yourself lost for hours here, so try not to starve or anything. Meet all the statues, go streaking through the fountains (please don't, no one wants to see that), get lost and desperately burst through cute little trees in your increasingly frantic attempts to find the exit. There's all sorts of fun you can have!

Just don't wander too close to the edge of the grounds, or you'll encounter (run into?) the invisible forcefield set up to keep wandering guests from utterly ruining history. That's probably a good way to get yourself a bloody nose.

➣ Enjoy the Banquet

There's tables and tables of this finger-licking good finery here, and it's all for you. And can you believe how fancy it is? Oh my god, those sausages have adorable little spears through them. And those spoons gently cradling their cheesy goodness? Yeah. They're made of crackers. And don't even get me started on these desserts. This is amazing. You've never eaten this good. And naturally, each drink (some of which are spiked, you're welcome) has adorable little frozen flowers in the ice cubes. Who even comes up with this stuff? Elves, that's who.

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[biwinning]

"You mean, you like me being shit at dancing," Sollux says, an eyebrow arched. He's not amused- or at least he doesn't look it.

[musclebeast]

He purses his lips, taking a breath.

"I enjoy being better than you."

[biwinning]

Sollux's mouth twitches, but remains a frown as he starts to speak, moving his feet with a very solid and almost forceful step to them. He's trying to ensure he doesn't trip while saying this at all, and as a side effect winds up gripping Equius' shoulder a bit tighter too.

"Get off your high hoofbeatht. You're only better because you've done it longer. In fact, by thkill in proportion to time and thobriety, I'm already better than you on the sheer fact I've been doing thith for a shorter amount of time and am doing half-good. Half-well. Not half-bad. You know what I mean."

[musclebeast]

"I meant in general. I am- overall- better than you in an extensive amount of ways." His forceful steps are kind of unnecessary, it kills the flow the dance should have, Equius tries to speed up a little, trying to force more of that saunter.

[biwinning]

They finally settle on a faster pace of the waltz, and Sollux trips up once again. Fuck. "Bullshit. You've got like two thingsth going for you. Roboticsth and being a better cockthucker. Becauthe you are definitely without a doubt the betht cockthucker thith planet and any other hath ever witnethed."

fun fact: I wrote 'useless' first

[musclebeast]

"Foolishness." A huff, twirling them softly and shaking his head.

"I'm extremely useful and like I'd ever allow someone of your standing convince me other wise-" A pause, licking his lips and glancing back over, ears heating up. "Hush, don't speak like that in this setting, my goodness."

[biwinning]

"I'll thcream "cockthucker" to the heavensth if I want to," Sollux replies, sneering a little, but of course secretly relishing embarrassing Equius. "And you don't even need me to convince you, you already know how utheleth you are. You're jutht putting on a front."

[musclebeast]

His breathing picks up a little and his hands shake, wanting to clench down nervously, but don't.

"I am not, I honestly believe it and know I am as great as I say."

[biwinning]

"You can't be theriouth. You hate at leatht thome athpectsth of yourthelf. I know you do."

[musclebeast]

"I don't." He may be working on bettering himself, but there's not self loathing there, gosh.

"Just because you have difficulties accepting who you are, doesn't mean others are so self deprecating."

[biwinning]

"And you're really tho gung-ho about your thtrength, huh? Not at all worried or bothered by the fact you can't really hold me without crushing me, right? I mean, there'th got to be another reathon why you're barely touching me at all, huh??"

[musclebeast]

He grows a bit quiet, pace slowing a little before he sneers again.

"I can learn to control it, I don't hate it." His clenches his hands a bit more now though, but concentrating, doing his best to control it, but trying to hurt Sollux a little.

"Potential exists, Sollux, I intend to make good use of it."

[biwinning]

Sollux winces, and he can't help it. That fucking hurts, man. "...Nh-" He quickly tries to bite down on his lip to prevent any more sound. "Control ith relative. You can't always control it. Your mutationsth make you who you are." That's how Sollux feels about his own mutations, at least.

[musclebeast]

The wince is enjoyable, his nostrils flaring, leaning in closer to him, making their chests flush.

"I will learn to, I have an extremely long time to learn and am willing to dedicate myself to such a thing."

[biwinning]

Sollux looks over the edge of his glasses as Equius pushes them close together. "Yeah, and I bet I'll totally be around to thee that."

[musclebeast]

"You won't most likely," grits his teeth, staring. He can feel his heart thud faster at this proximity, but he can't help but stare at Sollux eyes. Red and blue...

"But I'm open to the experience, which is why I'm wasting my time with your putrid filth."

[biwinning]

The yellowblood remains silent. Instead his glasses-less eyes begin to glow lightly, and Equius' mask is raised off his face and pushed onto the ground. He's staring deep into Equius' own uncovered eyes. "You're wathting your time with me becauthe you hate me ath much ath I hate you."

[musclebeast]

He feels a chill slide down his back, glancing to the the mask as it falls with a metallic thud, it's weight a little more than necessary for a mask. Soon their steps slow and his grip tightens a bit more, still controlled, though not minding if he hurts Sollux a little more before easing up.

His own eyes are uncovered completely now, mask gone, leaving his face bare, deep bags under his eyes, his stare intense as he watches him. Equius can feel his face heat up a bit, the hand that was up with Sollux's pulling away to hover just a touch away from his cheek.

"You're mistaken," swallowing and licking his lips before he speaks again. "I loathe you just as much."

[biwinning]

It does hurt, just a few levels more on the pain scale, but Sollux bares his teeth and deals with it. He's much more accustom to mental pain and trauma than physical, but he's still a troll. He knows how to cope with it.

They're staring pretty intensely at each other for a good amount of time, along with their dancing coming to a stop. A solid minute that feels like fifty-nine before Sollux finally responds, leaning against Equius' two fingers that touch his cheek but not taking his eyes off the other.

"I have tho much contempt for you, it'th unmeathurable with worded increments."

[musclebeast]

His jaw tightens, watching and feeling Sollux lean his head to his hand, his fingers spread a little, touching his cheek further. He can kind of smell that spiked punch on his breath, and this situation is by far more classy than Sollux deserves. But Equius supposes he's humbling himself to allow the yellowblood to have such a high standing kismesis, right?

Equius's chest clenches and he snarls his hand into the fabric of Sollux's tux jacket at the back.

"I can barely stand listening to your ridiculous voice this far, anymore I won't stand for." His reply is hushed before he pushes forward to kiss him, firmly clenching his fangs against his lower lip.

[biwinning]

He's glad when it finally happens, he's been waiting for this all night. He manages to forget for the moment to bitch to Equius about tearing his tux jacket, and instead wraps his arm that was on Equius' back tighter and sliding further down, to the other's hips. He raises his hand that was meeting with Equius to behind the other's neck, winding into his hair and pulling tightly.

He has to raise up onto his toes to reach Equius' lips more comfortably than what he'd typically be if he stayed on the flats of his feet. He might even need to resort to floating if he can't get comfortable enough like this, as he mashes his lips to Equius' mouth. He hasn't opened his mouth yet to allow for tongue tangling, but he's definitely got his lips all over Equius' own.

[musclebeast]

For Sollux, better than him kissing Vanadi, right? But Sollux is just as much in his quadrants as Vanadi appears to be, and there's definitely a warmth that takes over him when he feels Sollux push back into his lips. Equius arches his back a little, leaning his head down, gripping the back of his suit tight, hand on his cheek shaking a little. He wants to cling more but man, that'd very much ruin this moment and Equius is such a bleeding heart.

Mouth open or not, he's pushing to him pretty hard, biting his lips here and there and keeping him close. His head turns for a better angle, wheezing a little as Sollux tugs his hair.

[biwinning]

He knows Equius could practically just lift him and hold him for a better way of keeping contact, but Sollux doesn't bother proposing the idea, instead tilting his head as well and opening his mouth to lick at Equius' lips to get him to open his mouth as well. He really doesn't give a single fuck that they are doing this practically in public, and almost spitefully wishes they were down on the dancefloor while doing this just to further claim Equius as his. Sollux's hand slides down from tugging Equius' hair to his neck, digging his nails in as the licking turns more to biting.

[musclebeast]

He very well could, but Equius tends to stay away from picking people up unless it's in a fight or something already agreed upon. The whole being able to crush them thing comes with that of course. The tilt he has to have while kissing him isn't bothersome though, he tends to be a little used to it with Sollux considering their heights.

And that fact that it's kind of in public? Just makes it more disgusting and terrible, and well, Equius doesn't mind that at all, well, not in a way that'd stop him from kissing him. The hand tugging at his hair and moving to snarl at his neck stops him for a moment though, wheezing as his lips curl into a smile.

[biwinning]

The kissing is hot, and Sollux is definitely a lot warmer under the collar than he was before. He's been intentionally pressing himself closer to Equius as they danced, but it's only know that he's very specifically grinding his hips forward, against Equius'.

Sollux uses his grip on the back of Equius' hair to pull him back an inch, off his mouth, and pants hot air against his lips. "I wathn't all the way kidding about the cockthucking thing you know. I want..." He trails off, but then picks the sentence back up, because he knows Equius likes dirty talk anyway. "I want you to thuck me off. Here."