[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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[fortissimos]

Of course I'm sure!

[ And it's too late to back out now, anyway, because she's heading straight for the main floor. She grins back at Kanaya, completely oblivious to her reactions. ]

Have you ever danced before? Tonight's my first time at this kinda party, but I've had a bit of practice now. [ Hopefully the toes she's already injured will save Kanaya's from being trod on. Maybe. ]

[speakveryclearly]

Once. Earlier tonight.

[Well... they are on the floor now. And Kanaya believes herself to by obligation be the yuri seme in the anime. So she puts her hands... on Sayaka's... waist???

Sayaka is very soft. She is very human. She is very fourteen. Kanaya is still also fourteen, though without realizing it she is getting very close to fifteen. Then again, Sayaka has been here for a while. Maybe she is getting close to being fifteen too.

Short sentences. These are how to mentally process her current situation. She has never even heard whatever song is playing before.]

[fortissimos]

[ Sayaka, meanwhile, seems completely unbothered by the whole situation. She's had to lead (poorly) for most of the other dances tonight, so she blinks in surprise when she feels Kanaya's hands on her. ]

You wanna lead, huh? [ Well, it's probably for the best - no matter how little experience Kanaya has, things will be safer this way. She puts her hands on the other girl's shoulders with a smile. ] It's not so hard if you watch what everyone else is doing.

[ And the music is pretty slow, so y'know. Small miracles. ]

[speakveryclearly]

Yes, I--I--I've been watching them. [She doesn't quite have the vocabulary to say that in situations like this she's more comfortable in a dominating position, and even if she did, she wouldn't find it appropriate now.] I think it would be easier for me.

[And she's right. It would make everything even weirder if she let Sayaka shuffle her about. So instead Kanaya is shuffling Sayaka about. This image is a good approximation of her grace level. She has managed to look in Sayaka's general facial direction rather than at her feet, yet is not stepping on them. She has also kept her mouth closed. This is about all that can be said for her dancing.]

[fortissimos]

[ This is... kind of of nice, even if she has no issue with leading herself. They're hardly tearing up the dance floor, but it's relaxing to be following for once. ]

You know, you're not too bad at this. [ By her standards, anyway, meaning there haven't been any injuries so far. ] Is this something you guys do?

[ Trolls, she means. She still has basically 0 idea how their society works. ]

Disclaimer: Significant headcanon territory here, take no prisoners etc etc

[speakveryclearly]

[Oh. TALKING. About trolls, even!! That is something Kanaya is somewhat good at. It is something she can do, while keeping up her previous low standard.]

Definitely. [Long before human civilization ever existed from her perspective but she knows Sayaka would not appreciate that and, hey, the girl's being gracious.] Though we probably wouldn't have an opportunity like this until space prom... and that's off planet. So when we're about 8 to 10 - I mean, uhm... [Math is hard. She is silent for a moment. Appreciate the music.] Eighteen to twenty or so years old.

[She seems very willing to keep this up as long as Sayaka likes. It provides her with an illusion of competence.]