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Post by Deleted on Dec 16, 2012 23:51:19 GMT -8
A nice festive area is set up in on of the large buildings in element city. Night falls over the area and the streets are mostly empty, with a light snowfall outside. Past the entrance and slightly to the right leads to a grand hall fit a wonderful buffet featuring the greatest in cyber food, an open bar, various tables for sitting, festive live music from varying parts of the world, a Dance floor, as well as plenty of free space to simply mingle. Programs dressed very well hover about the the hall offering drinks and h'orderves to guests at the party, from fine cheeses and cured meats with crackers, Artichoke, to small steak bites. Anything you could imagine was there.
Leaving the entrance hall and continuing past it is another set of doors, leading outward into the courtyard where hot drinks such as cocoa, cider, and eggnog to warm you up in the cold weather. An ice skating rink was situated in the middle of the courtyard and ice skate programs for rental nearby. A wonderful ice sculpture of a squirrel glowing a faded pink topped off the outside.
Bathrooms were opposite the grand hall, Though seemingly unnecessary they were still very nice. adorned with tile on the ground, and white marble sinks, the counter near the entrance to each of the bathrooms had a number of gender appropriate products for freshening up and becoming more presentable. Warm towels for the face were also given at the counter. A nice touch, smelling faintly of lemon.
[Side note: Flying/teleporting/other forms of transportation other than on-foot transportation are disabled here. Also a Class 5 Violence restriction has been placed on the area. For all intents and purposes, your combat abilities are that of a normal navi. This is for fun and mingling, a quarrel isnt so bad but you wont be blowing up any food stands today.]
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2012 10:26:36 GMT -8
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" Sir? Ma'am? No weapons are allowed beyond this point. We'll be glad to hold on to them for you until you're ready to leave."
They weren't kidding when they said there'd be a Violence Restriction, in the invitation. Although he didn't wan-- wait, who was this guard calling "Ma'am"?
" Don't lose it."
Warrior hadn't even noticed Feint behind him until now. After she handed in her gun, she continued ignoring him and walked through the entrance. Seems like they were still on bad-terms with each other.
" Sir? The weapon, please."
Warrior looked at his sword for a moment before handing it over. He met eyes with his reflection in the blade -- he was happy to see that he didn't look as depressed as usual. Still, he hated having to part ways with this item. It would only be for a little while, though.
" Keep her safe."
"... I'm sorry? 'Her' ? "
" Umm..."
" Oh! Your lady-friend! Why, you don't need to worry about her safety here! This is the safest time of the year!"
" ... yeah."
Well, he had found himself in more awkward situations before. Simply walking away and letting the conversation die and be forgotten was the most effective way of handling things, though.
" Enjoy your evening!"
As Warrior walked through the entrance, he could hear the Christmas music getting louder, coming from the room to his right. He kept walking forward, though, rather than visiting the main hall. He took a glance to see if there was anyone he'd recognize, but there wasn't. It was pretty early (earlier than Warrior usually arrived for a party), so not everyone would have been here yet.
There were a lot of people there -- just nobody Warrior knew well.
Past the bathrooms and out the back doors, Warrior found himself in the courtyard, in front of an ice-skating rink of sorts. There were benches scattered around the courtyard, most of them already fully occupied. But there was one that had just enough room left on it for him to sit down. He had nothing better to do while waiting for some of his familiar peers to arrive... so taking a seat it was.
The bench was almost full -- and it became full when he sat down. Sitting next to a stranger was nothing uncomfortable -- except that it was a girl, and she kept looking at him, almost staring. It had been a while since he'd ever flirted or anything of the like -- there was no time for it with everything else he found himself caught up in. But maybe tonight he could make an exception?
He didn't get a good look at her -- and wouldn't turn his head, because she was still looking at him -- but she smelled nice, at least. Perhaps he would give it a--...
" Surprised you didn't dress up this year."
" ..."
It was Feint. Sitting next to him. The ultimate killjoy.
" Not this year."
Remnant must have told her about Christmas parties of the past... which was very embarrassing, actually. And Feint knew that.
She did know it. But she didn't care.
She and Warrior weren't "friends" -- in fact they were more like enemies than anything else right now. The fact that he sat next to her was as infuriating to Feint as it was to Warrior. After enough back-and-forth quarreling between each other, though, one of them was bound to leave the bench and walk away.
Typically, Feint was better at winning those quarrels. She knew when and what to say that would flip Warrior's switch.
" You look naked without your sword."
Reminding him of the 'precious' item no longer in his possession. Usually that'd work. Maybe he'd even succumb to the urge to go beg for his weapon back, at the front door. That'd be great.
" Not as naked as you look in that armor."
He'd actually wanted to tell her that for quite a while. She wore what she always wore; that black, form-fitting, tight armor. She was bound to get a comment like that eventually -- and Warrior knew she'd hate it.
Ironically, she didn't leave the bench after taking that remark -- everyone else did. "Friends" could pick on each other with comments like that, but it was obvious by their tones of voice that Warrior and Feint weren't being 'friendly'.
No, she didn't leave. Just gave Warrior a smug look for a second or two, before rebutting.
" It's Armor. It's supposed to be skin-tight. Otherwise it wouldn't be effective."
There was another second or two of silence, but then Feint got up to walk away. If it was supposed to be a happy holiday, it'd be best to avoid people that'd get her in a bad mood. Regardless, she took a coat offered to her by one of the programs catering the event and zipped it up to her neck. There was no desire to get any comments like that one again. Not that anybody else would.
He won the bench, but was still unsatisfied. He'd go up to get a warm drink in a minute or two, but for now he just wanted to wait around to see who showed up. And in the meantime -- avoid interaction with Feint... which should've been quite easy, since she would be doing the same for him.
Not the best start to the happiest holiday of the year -- but there was still plenty of time for things to get better from here on out.
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Post by Paruga on Dec 20, 2012 11:44:01 GMT -8
(OOC: I'll most likely put Namkcab in later, and I miiiight put Carbon in. For now, I'll stick with Aluminum.)
Ah the holidays. Aluminum always loved these times of year, especially the winter-wonderland time of Christmas. It was always his favorite holiday- the kind friends, the great presents, and the all-important: food. The lithe navi stole into Element City when he heard of the gigantic party, and quickly located the entrance.
When he arrived, slightly out of breath due to sprinting to the location, a set of guard programs stopped him.
"Good evening, Sir. Welcome to the party. Before you enter, we must check for weapons- this is a No-Weapons Event."
The guards checked Aluminum all around. All seemed to be in order and ready for him to move when the guards noticed the razor sharp blade on the back of Aluminum's helmet.
"Oh, your helmet, Sir, will need to be removed. The razor on the end could seriously injure somebody.
"Well, if I really must give it up, then here. I trust it will be in good care."
Aluminum removed his steel-grey helmet and handed it to the guards. The wind swirled through the navi's neck-length, chocolate-brown hair. Walking inside, Aluminum quickly noticed that not many people he knew were there; however he did see some succulent bits of steak. He quickly put the delicate bits of food in his mouth, savoring every piece. Having plenty for now, Aluminum moved on, exploring the premises. He searched for friends, but only found new faces. He greeted each one joyously, but longed for a familiar friend. Giving up, he went out to the courtyard for a nice drink of eggnog.
Finding the eggnog, he downed the creamy liquid in one gulp, enjoying the taste. Benches were full of navis, much more than Aluminum even noticed were there. About to go back inside and make new friends, Aluminum noticed one navi sitting on a bench. He approached the navi.
"Warrior? Warrior! Hey man! It's me, Aluminum! What have you been up to old buddy?"
Aluminum stuck out his hand for a hearty handshake, pleased to see a navi he knew well but hadn't seen in ages.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Dec 21, 2012 10:30:28 GMT -8
[bgcolor=001999] “I don’t exactly do parties, but...” [/font] _______________________________[/center] She was heavier than she thought!
Megami had come to the entrance of the party, held up by the guards that protected the doorway. Megami was not an issue as both guards held a spear in their adjacent hands, but only one had equipped in another the Divine NetNavi’s aura Khakhara. However, it was not enough to satisfy them that the party was ensured safe. There was the creeping hand that went upon Megami’s shoulder and the bunny-like ears that poked up from behind her head. Big blue irises had peered over Megami’s arm with a frown that shown pure disgruntled mood.
“Ma’am, that program,” the guard NetNavi said taking a step towards Megami, “It appears foreign. We will have that confiscate it as well.”
The young Nu’s lips parted slightly as if she was whispering leaning over Megami’s shoulder, but yet not even the most audible words came out. Towards this, Megami’s eyes narrowed as she shown a most serious expression.
“I’m afraid as your guardian,” Megami mumbled lowly, “I certainly will not allow that.”
Nu’s form had been reduced, shrunken she was to a child-like size enough to place herself upon Megami’s back. It had been several weeks since their incident took place; Nu trying to make Megami her victim of her amoebic skill had backfired greatly through her powers greatly out of whack to the point she could not maintain so much data at a time. She retained what she could: the bug programs he absorbed from some NetNavi some time ago and few of her programs, and reduced her form greatly while taking refuge with Rosetta as her Net Operator (or handler! She was disgusted by the term Net Operator and NetNavi to her), and she herself acting as her program. Megami was to help keep an eye on her when Rosetta visited Xenneth, her cousin so called “Big brother.” They were a weird bunch to the pink blob.
However, she had to admit, it was not so bad. At least she was fed.
”Ma’am, the program,” the guard voiced again as he taken a step forward, “I will have to confiscate it.”
Megami, this time with a naïve smile, “I’m sorry, but as her guardian, I cannot allow that either.” she replied.
It seemed like things were getting a little tense. Megami was resolved to stick by her title as guardian, and Xenneth sitting in front of the computer was not sure what to do as he was huddled together with young Rosetta wrapped in a blanket. There was a gentle snowfall outside, and a glow from the street lamps, but Green Town’s weather was not what was sending a chill through his spine, but rather the possible end result of this confrontation. He looked to Rosetta who had a calm expression on her face was shuffling her P.E.T. in hand and before he knew it...
*BLEEP!!!* A pop-up appeared between Megami and the guards with a slowly rotating logo. It had the anagram letters “SU” upon it with a very profound icon shaped very much like a snowflake.
“Rosetta Dee Lu,” the young woman chimed with her voice, “Student Identification 0384157! Program Identification – Special Project in testing stages. Please grant access to Project Nu with area restrictions.”
The guards stepped back away from Megami as they seemed to go idle, running the identification number and processing the request.
.....*Beeeeep!*
“Access approved!” the guards said as they parted from one another revealing the party just beyond their broad shoulders, “Please, enjoy the evening you two!”
Megami stepped forward slowly as Nu kicked off her back in a rude way. The small blob-girl stood at the size of the six foot angelic NetNavi’s hip and continued forth strolling into the party with her short dress bouncing as it was nothing more than an imitation composed of her gel-like structure, and she had her arms crossed over her flat chest. She missed her form and figure already, and now she was certainly not too thrilled to be at a party.
“Just try to enjoy yourself. I know it may feel different than what you’re use to.” Megami said a bit hesitantly.
Megami was uncertain if she could do such a thing, but it was a good idea by little Rosetta. Nu had seemed to change ever since she had tried to absorb Megami, as if she drawn out something more than a few programs. It was certainly something Rosetta noticed and further wanted to explore as she watched over the little program. Maybe she could be something more than just some devouring deviant on the net.
“Rosetta-chan,” Xenneth looked at the screen seeing Megami and Nu together at the party. Only one with a smile on their face and the other facing away like some sort of spoiled brat, “Are you sure about this?” he asked looking to the young girl who smiled looking back at him and replying with confidence.
“No, I am not!” Her honesty was so cut-throat, like that of Megami. “But it would not hurt to try, right?”
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Post by notegg on Dec 21, 2012 12:28:08 GMT -8
Finale watched the party from high above, on a skyscraper of decent height. In his new attire he looked little like himself, but rather an imitation, or perhaps a poor reconstruction based on stories and tall tales.
"Guess it's time for a little excitement."
Nevertheless he was still the original Finale, and true to form he decided to make a dramatic entrance. Hopping off the building like it was nothing, Finale fell through the air on a collision course with the ground just outside of the entrance.
"Stick the landing."
Just like that, Finale de-accelerated, coming to a near stop before-
*CRASH*
Something burned inside of Finale, causing him to lose focus and crash-land on his back, rather than his feet, like he had intended. The guards rushed him, both worried and alarmed.
"What's the meaning of this!?" one of them said.
"Well..." Finale started, quickly realizing he himself didn't knw what was going on with his powers. "42." A reference only TTD was likely to get, and Opera was nowhere near. Slowly, painfully, Finale got up and attempted to get into the party.
The guards around him just shrugged and let him through, suspiciously eyeing the chains wound around the outside of his coat. Speaking of coats, he ran into a lady not 5 minutes after he entered the party wearing a similar coat as he - not as nice, but similar. Feint.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2012 20:50:15 GMT -8
[bgcolor=232323] " Warrior?"That voice... it sounded so familiar...
Warrior snapped his attention to the navi who had called his name. His voice was familiar, as was his face... but his name was still absent from Warrior's mind." Warrior!"" Aluminum."
He'd remembered the name, and mumbled it to himself, just before Aluminum had fully introduced himself. A smile slowly grew on Warrior's face as memories associated with this navi's name began to enlighten themselves after years of idling in his mind." Hey man! It's me, Aluminum! What have you been up to old buddy?"" Oh, um... well..."
What had he been up to?
Well... there was a lot, really. Warrior couldn't find a place to start -- so he figured he'd think of one while he bounced the question back, instead.
" Not much, lately! But it's good to see you again! It's been..."
How long had it been since Warrior last spoke with Aluminum? Quite sometime, indeed.
" ... I can hardly remember the last time we saw each other!"
Nothing felt better than to see an old, familiar face again. And it was just enough to lighten Warrior's mood, too.
" How's life been treating you? Been staying out of trouble?"
Warrior's old smile was back -- one most had not seen, lately. The joy on his face could only be described by itself, and the enthusiasm in his voice was almost warm to listen to.
In sudden realization of Aluminum's outstretched hand, Warrior quickly sprang to his feet to shake it. Rather than asking more questions (which he had on his mind), he remained quiet and kept smiling, eager to hear Aluminum's reply.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Feint bit her top lip, following a sip of her hot beverage. Her teeth slowly loosened their grip, only to bite the bottom lip immediately after.
She appeared to be looking for something, or possibly someone.
Her eyebrows raised and her teeth released her bottom lip as she noticed Finale next to her. Her bright, piercing (almost white) blue eyes would certainly be the first feature of her's for him to notice. Shortly after, she'd break the silence separating them, and then take another sip of her drink while returning her attention to what she was doing beforehand.
" ... Nice coat."
As she raised her cup to her lips, Finale would notice that she was drinking hot... water?
A strange choice of beverage indeed, but whether or not Finale was one to question that remained to be seen.
In the meantime, Feint's eyes continued to dart around the grand hall; quickly scanning every face, male and female, and watching every entrance and exit to the event. Every so often, her eyes would get distracted by the flashing Christmas lights around the room, or they'd look up to make sure there were no surprise-mistletoe's trying to catch her off-guard.
That was certainly not a tradition she ever partook in, nor planned to, for that matter.
But perhaps that was only because she'd avoided the dreadful branch every chance she had. If she ever did find herself underneath one... well, who knows what would happen.
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Post by Xypher on Dec 22, 2012 12:06:53 GMT -8
Merrill headed up to the Christmas Party, with Healer and Defender at his side. His white cloak was wrapped around him smugly, whuch he had fastened mostly around his waist and neck. Healer radiated some heat. Merrill handed all of his weapons over to the person, and walked in. He headed for the grand hall first, to which he ate some cheese and then he spotted flet minion stake bites. He made a quick beeline for them. He quickly made out a plate, and sat down to eat them at a small table outside in the courtyard. He sat under a table with a white umbrella.
Healer stayed in the grand hall, eating foo and watching for peole she knew.
Defender just wandered around, eventually making way to the dance floor. He started break-dancing, quickly showing off.
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Post by Kairi Kamiya on Dec 22, 2012 20:34:37 GMT -8
"Ma'am, I would have to ask for you to remove the black cloak for safety precautions and security reasons. We will be happy to take care of it for you during the party if you wish Ma'am"
The female navi suddenly found the pavement fascinating. Her cheeks stained with the powder of red roses and it grew darker with each passing moment. Painfully shy, her royal gems hidden from view, she slowly removes the rich, jet black cloak to reveal herself. Her snow white hair curled in ringlets to be pinned up, with just a few strands to dangle in the moonlight while a single line of small stars adored her petite ears and they seemed to dance in the gentle breeze. The silk that hugged her form stopped, hovering just above the ground. A perfect match to her amethyst eyes, the gown wrapped around her with cap sleeves on her creamy skin and near her left hip was a crystal embellishment. To complete it all, silver ballet slippers covered her sensitive feet from the flakes of snow falling from the heavens above.
Shaking slightly from being so nervous and rendered speechless, she handed the guard at the door her cloak, opening the door for the Maiden to enter.
"Welcome to the party Ma'am, and a very merry Christmas to you."
A soft smile graced her features as she entered the premises. It was never in her nature to wear anything so bold in her eyes. What if she was over-dressed? What if the other navies in attendance did not wish to speak to her? What if....? So many negative raced through her mind, and frightened at the prospect, her small hand flew to her chest her fingers curled in a death grip.
Too soon for her liking she was greeted at the grand ballroom with navies, both familiar and unfamiliar to her eyes, who were preoccupied in some form or another. She did not wish to intrude nor disturb her fellow navies with their various activities so the Maiden quickly located the entrance to the courtyard outside and without attracting any attention (at least, she didn't think so..), quietly moved to the glass doors to the winter wonderland.
"Ma'am, may I be able to serve you hot cocoa or any other beverage you may have in mind?" The server inquired after the Maiden.
"Oh, hot cocoa would be perfect, thank you Sir." Handing the Maiden the requested beverage and wishing him a 'Merry Christmas' at his departure, her gaze was capture at the scene before her. It mattered not that she was shivering in the snow, she would not dare move from such a sight. The snowflakes flew without a care in the world from the heavens above, some landed on her and could not help but let a few giggles erupt from her jewel of a voice. Tiny orbs of light glittered the view for various reasons. Some for safety, others for decoration but it was still stunning. Overwhelmed at the sight, her voice hummed a tune too quite for possible navies to overhear but still her voice vibrated within her. Yes, it truly was a winter wonderland...
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Post by kyuubi25 on Dec 22, 2012 21:32:03 GMT -8
The sand navi rose up through the ground. He had gotten very tired of walking around so much.
"Excuse me sir. I'm going to need to....oh, you don't have any. Very well, Please, come inside."
Sandstorm walked in, and didn't really recognize anyone. Well, except one person, Finale. He slowly walked up to his acquaintance. He tapped him lightly on the shoulder. Sandstorm would have said something, but he had trouble speaking in public.
He was wondering if Fin would provide him with the apparatus from before, so that he could speak normally.....sort of. While he waited for Finale to turn around, he took a look at the room. There were a lot of Christmas decorations. Christmas trees, snowflakes, snowmen, candles, and many other decorations adorned the interior of the building.
It was all so amazing, and new to him. He had been programmed with knowledge of these hings, but never once had he actually seen them. He could feel the warmth coming from the candles, and the heaters. And yet, he could also feel the cold air on his back. There was a sort of warmth within him as well, seeing all of this.
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Post by notegg on Dec 23, 2012 18:54:22 GMT -8
"Thanks. I like yours as well."
Finale was a little taken back at the fact that Feint seemed to be thinking the same thing as he about her. He thought it was mildly interesting. He hadn't really taken a look at the woman across from him, so he took the moment to size her up. A rather fancy looking coat, and... kevlar pants? She was getting slightly more interesting. Better introduce himself then, thought Finale.
"Name's Finale. And you are?" He said, holding out his hand.
And Sandstorm approached, the mummy-navi covered in the same bandages as in the desert. He looked a little like a lost puppy. Finale, upon being tapped immediately realized what Sandstorm wanted, and tossed him a mystery data that held the visualization program.
"Keep it kid."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2012 19:09:22 GMT -8
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((Impending Apology to Finale, for Feint's RP =p))
"Thanks. I like yours as well."
Feint raised her eyebrows as her eyes caught sight of the Navi she was looking for. She could see Finale's outstretched hand in her peripheral vision, but she didn't turn her attention back to him. It was still solely focused on the person (who's description will not be revealed) she was watching.
"Name's Finale. And yo--"
He was cut off by Feint putting her half-empty glass of water in his out-stretched hand.
Almost as if she were under some sort of hex, she walked away with an almost zombie-like expression, displaying an (almost) obsession of the person she was watching.
It wasn't infatuation -- no. Her interest in the "target" was a result of something that someone had somehow talked her into being a part of: a Secret Santa activity.
But she knew nothing about the person she was to buy for -- except that they were supposed to show up at this party tonight. That was, after all, why she even came.
She kept an eye on the target -- those watching Feint couldn't tell who she was looking at, or what, even. But it was clear she had her eyes locked on something.
After enough distant studying of the target, she planned to go to one of the nearby shops and buy the gift. There was supposed to be a large christmas tree in this area somewhere, as well. Before midnight, she had to know what to buy, buy it, quickly wrap it, then discretely place it under the massive Christmas Tree for the big give-away.
Sort of last minute, and not necessarily an easy task -- but Feint was up to it.
It gave her something interesting to do, for a change.
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Post by kyuubi25 on Dec 23, 2012 19:23:12 GMT -8
As soon as he caught it, the visualization program came up.
[Thank you, Finale, and Merry Christmas. It's been a while, hasn't it?]
It seemed, to sandstorm, as if a long time had passed since the day they met in that cave. That, and it was the only line Sandstorm could think of to start up a conversation with him.
[To be honest, I've never been to an event such as this. Is there anything, in particular, I should avoid doing?]
Then he took a look at his appearance. Indeed he must look rather strange, a mummy on Christmas. However, he hadn't much control over how he was designed to look. Still, he did enjoy holidays, always so warm and cheery.
[Oh, and feel free to alert me if I'm talking too much.]
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Post by Kairi Kamiya on Dec 23, 2012 20:41:50 GMT -8
The stillness of the night wrapped itself around her like a blanket, and the memory of such a special sky engraved in her very being. The fine mug in her small hands empty of its contents was placed with care on the nearby waiter's platter. With the Winter Wonderland void of company to aid others (for that was the sort of person she was; to heal and help no matter the cost on her part), she twirled on her heels gracefully to be meet with the splendor of the glass doors once more and entered the grand ballroom.
The ballroom (or main room) was to say the least was exquisite. Adored with the sparkle of many different Christmas decorations along with soft candles here and there, it truly was magical within also. Navies mingling on this festive season were enjoying themselves true, but it seemed the environment lacked....something. The Maiden could not place it until it struck her.
Those observant eyes scanned the room for it until at last she spotted it. Hastily yet very elegantly, picking up her royal gown (she thought she was still overdressed for the occasion...), she ran to the platform where there were handsomely and beautifully dressed navies, who were incredibly talented in their chosen fields.
"Ummmmm...I truly am sorry to interrupt, Ladies and Gentleman, but I was wondering if you would help me. I am terribly sorry...I just wish to help..." Her eyes cast downward the entire time, just wishing to help but knowing this was bold... bold indeed for this shy Maiden. And this was far beyond the dress.
"Of course Ma'am. We would be happy to assist you in any way we can. How can we be of service?"
Phoebe's gazed was suddenly locked into this gentleman's gaze who was so kind and welcoming to her, that the windows to her very pure soul could not help but light up like diamonds. In hushed tones, she explained her idea to the gathering and they eagerly accepted. Taking their places, the Maiden finally realized she still had to take hers. Nervously and shaking violently within (it was a miracle it was not on the outside), she moved to the centre of the platform above the ballroom's floor, where the microphone stood before like impending doom. It was too late to turn back now, too late to back down and too late to succumb to her deep fears.
The gifted musicians began to play and her sweet melodic voice filled the room like an angel from heaven above as she just let go. Slow yet rhythmic, her bells rang to invite something... The place lacked a sense of unity and care among everyone; to make new friends and visit old ones. For possible romance to be born? Who knew. But one thing was for certain; this place needed for hearts to be open and souls to be softened and one simple waltz could change all of that...
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Dec 23, 2012 21:33:41 GMT -8
[bgcolor=001999] “I don’t exactly do parties, but...” [/font] _______________________________[/center] “Oh?” Megami’s ears perking to the sound, “Oh!”
Like an echo, her voice trailed as her gentle blue eyes were attracted to the source of the sound. The platform was alone with a single figure to keep company, but filled with an angelic voice that could have kept it live. Megami, had been familiar with the female NetNavi, but yet, she had not wholly been formal with her. However, regardless of such, Megami had been more than gracious than to pay her with deference. The semi-divine NetNavi had watched on with her right hand reaching out like instinct as her awareness was split to hear the voice of a passing tender offer her an imitation fill Cyber Chardonnay bubbling in a wine glass.
With a sip, Megami took in the bubbling cider as well as her surroundings.
There were few that she recognized, but a lot was perspiration, the party exuded such tasteful banter. A lot of it reminiscent as the conversations between the two NetNavis who seemed to be dating back as friends of old, and then something as mysterious as the young woman who seemed to be stalking a certain someone she was not aware of. It felt so recognizable from how Xenneth would read of such things in his romantic novels and watch in his romantic movies on those nights.
Megami, from within her P.E.T. would sit before the screen that projected into her P.E.T. while Xenneth and Rosetta were cuddled up before their couch. They would have smiles and eyes filled with anticipation for that coming moment in the story: the meeting, the development of true and honest feelings, and then the confession of those feelings that would come out rushing as if their spirit was overflowing with something uncontrollable! What was it? Perhaps...started with a...
Megami’s programming started to react to her feelings. Swirling colors as vibrant as a rainbow and sparkling lights had swirled around her limbs and slim figure as her clothing begun to grow an intense hot white hue one moment, and then finally begun to die down until it was a gentle. Her arms were pulled with long silky sleeves and her body was hugged by cotton fabric. She had been so entranced by the sound of the music, the conversing crowd, and the euphoric feelings that it all overwhelmed her, and changed her graphic once more.
“Oh?” her echo returned, “Ah!”
She reacted with shock to her attire’s change. It happened when she was aware, but this time was so much different. Her delicate little fingers reached around, tugging at the attire, eyes frantic, and a single index finger going to her neck to touch the jewelry engraved with her signature NetNavi symbol of an angel’s open wing. She breathed, regaining her composure and smiled gently chalking up her sudden change to one reason, and one only...
“It was because I was thinking about you, Xen-kun.”
Her hand slid and eased its way over Megami’s heart. Her moment of ecstasy was so fulfilling, she had not even noticed that the mischievous blob girl had snuck away from sight. ______________________________ “What’s the harm in trying something new?” [/font][/center] ::OOC Stats::Now Listening To: “All I want for Christmas (Dance Mix)” by Mariah CareyIC Attire: Basic Chatty Ditz: -----[/size]
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Post by Paruga on Dec 27, 2012 21:46:57 GMT -8
The realization and remembrance on Warrior's face mirrored on Aluminum- As the two friends were conversing, Aluminum was thinking back to the times of yore, when the duo last met.
How's life been treating you? Been staying out of trouble?
"Course not! I've had a run in with the cops at least twice! Once for robbing an old navi and once for "supposed stalking."
But really, it's all been good. Been drifting around a bit, doing odd jobs here and there to keep me occupied."
Aluminum then motioned to the steaming hot chocolate mere steps away. He made his way towards it, fixing scorching hot cups for him and his old friend. Handing the cup to Warrior, Aluminum took a gulp from his cup, immediately dropping it, spilling the contents all over the floor.
"AAAHHHH!!!! HOT HOT HOT HOT!!! IT BURNNNNNNSSSS!!!!
Aluminum started quickly panting like a dog, sprinting around looking for something to save his burning throat and mouth. He shoved countless innocents to the side, rudely bumping through ongoing conversations, but this navi didn't care. He couldn't care less about a group of navis successfully getting their business quota in. all he cared about was getting peace. He liked spicy, but burned was not in his interests. Finding nothing, he dove headfirst into the snow, quickly swallowing the cold frozen water. Dusting himself off, Aluminum returned, a cool mouth and a fresh cup of the chocolaty goodness.
"ProTip: Wait for this stuff to cool. Trust me." The navi sighed to Warrior.
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