Masquerade Mingle

[thespaceopera]

[The night has finally come--the Gravity Rush is nearly upon us! What normally serves as a large performance hall has been gutted, emptied of its boring furniture and rigged up into a fantastical mismatch of technology and old culture. No matter where you go tonight, you're encouraged to move around, dance, play games, whatever helps you sleep in late tomorrow morning.

If you aren't one for scurrying around a ballroom all night, there's always plenty of people-watching to do. After all, so many people are wearing extravagant costumes and elaborate masks. How can you even tell who is who? Get lost in a crowd of sequins, chatter with a sun and a moon, or try to beat the guy in the monster-mask at a game of cards. Meet your friends or make some new ones--this masquerade party has begun!]


[[ooc: All sections are up now, have fun! A related ooc post is HERE for any questions or plotting you'd like to do.]]

Comments

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue turned her whole body - she didn't have much of a side view with whatever the hood thing was - to smile at him... until she saw his mask. She did a double take, the smile falling off her face, her response instinctive:] What the heck, Remy!

[At least it wasn't bleeding, as his mask had been before.]

[cajunspice]

[Remy jumped at her shout, shocked and surprised at the reaction he got.] Is that hood thing blockin' ya sight that much? Didn' mean to sneak up on ya. [He said this as he reached for the base of his mask, using his thumb to angle it so he could push it up and peek out from under it at her, looking very confused.]

[touchofrogue]

[Yeah, definitely no blood. That was good to see. But it was equally evident that he -- he didn't remember. And it wasn't something she wanted to bring up, not really.

...but holy hell, what a crazy --

Brow still furrowed, she couldn't really help herself:] Ya didn't. It's just -- wasn't expectin' that mask.

[cajunspice]

Oh yeah? [Remy dropped it back in place before holding his arms out wide, as if putting on a show.] Don't think it suits me? Always tend to lead towards the joker, wild card 'nd all. [Yeah, he had no clue about her reaction, no memory on what it was linked to.]

[touchofrogue]

[Yeah, she's linefacing at you, Remy. So much linefacing.]

Reckon that depends on how deep you're wearin' it. [A half a smile, trying to not get too serious.] Will say the wild card thing might get some play.

[Ha ha, see what she did there?]

[cajunspice]

[Ha ha, very funny indeed, can't you see his sides are splitting with how much he's laughing from this all.] Ah, ya got such a way with words, cherie.

[Eyeing her for a moment then glancing back to the dance floor, it seemed like a certain set of words were going to be sent her way, a certain question that she had turned him down about before, but which he would keep asking.] Ya know, this be a dance party 'nd all, 'nd we both here, 'nd not dancin' yet...

[touchofrogue]

Hmm... [Rogue tapped a gloved finger against her chin for dramatic effect.] Must be 'cause you're talkin' to me. An' ya know very well I don't like dancin'.

[Or... something along those lines, anyway.]

[cajunspice]

Yeahhhh, but ain't mean 'm goin' to stop tryin' to get ya to dance. I'm pretty good at it, ya know, promise ya toes will survive the experience. 'nd after all, how often we goin' to get this chance again? A formal dance on an alien planet... though suppose it might be more common now days than the old ones, but my point still stands.

[touchofrogue]

[Alright, that was pretty-- hey, wait a minute.

She raised a skeptical eyebrow at him.] Are you tryin' ta charm me?

[Seriously, he had to know being smooth was not going to work.]

[cajunspice]

What? [No seriously, what?] No! 'course not! [Remy put his hands up in a 'I give up' position as his brow furrowed behind his mask. His own reaction might had been a bit over the top to that, more than just a brush and laughing it off. He hadn't meant it to be, it just sort of came out like that.]

[touchofrogue]

[Okay, that was (a little insulting) hilarious.

Rogue laughed.]

Okay, okay, ya convinced me. No need ta turn red over it.

[As if he was...]

[cajunspice]

[Remy let out a little huff as he realized that yeah, too much, far too much for such a question, letting himself have a moment to get out of that mind set and back to a much better one for the night. No need to think about what might had caused that, no certain talk about a certain other universe. Nope, nothing like that. Instead Remy moved a hand to run through the back of his hair that his mask didn't cover, a mental shake to get him centered again.]

That happen to convince ya to dance at the same time?

[touchofrogue]

[Dryly:] I dunno. If accusin' you of flirtin' is enough ta get ya turning neon behind your mask, imagine what a dance'll do. I have ta think of your health.

[cajunspice]

[Haha, neon, yeah, sure, ok, that... that didn't happen, Remy ignored it even happened, moving on instead. Instead he flipped it back around on her, pointing a finger at her and waving it in her direction.] One day ya ain't goin' to say no to me, 'nd 'm goin' to keep tryin' 'til that happens.

[touchofrogue]

[Yeah, true, it didn't really happen but it was one hundred percent worth saying anyway.

Rogue smirked at his finger.] If you're so sure 'bout that, ya sure you wanna be wastin' it on a dance?

[cajunspice]

[Remy's hand movement quickly stopped as that came out of her, as if the thought process from his brain to his hand had a hiccup, interrupting the whole thing. Did she really just say that? Did he really take it that way? No, wait, it clearly was meant to be taken that way, she was clearly joking about this all, and he clearly was able to handle this. Normally. But his line of thinking wasn't normal of late, not since Kitty's little reveal of what his alternative self had been through. Remy had tried to ignore and push it aside, but with this being the first time he had talked to Rogue since then, it just stuck in his mind.]

Uh, [Ok, good start, keep going.] Yeah, I do. [Yet the tone came out a little distant, as if he hadn't put any real thought behind it. Though that could easily be picked out by what his answer had been as well.]

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue raised her eyebrows and then, because honestly? Seeing him this off balance was kind of fun, nodded her head.] Alright, then. You've got it. One dance.

[cajunspice]

['Snap out of it boy!' Giving himself another mental shake Remy did what he knew well, plastering on a practiced smile that was his normal old 'mask'. It typically wasn't aimed for her, but it was needed now.] So very kind of ya. [Keeping with the tone he had set for himself, Remy held out a hand for her to take so they could head to the dance floor.]