And We Danced (Masquerade Overflow!)

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Daenerys - Overflow

[moonofmylife]

Ballroom

[Dany arrives along with countless others, in awe of the lavish details that had gone into the decorations and the food. Her Mask is set firmly in place, but she might be easy to find all the same, her long silver-blonde hair drawn in intricate braids that weaved together down her back. There were three sets that met from either side of her head to rest at her nape, symbolizing the three cities she had conquered. The rest of her hair draped over her shoulders beneath the plaits, silver curls that fell down her back like rainwater.

As she looks around the massive ballroom, taking it all in, she stops long enough to pull one side of her gown to keep the hem from catching on her shoes. It was beautiful, though she wished for the open sky above her head that was without the poseonous air.]

Snack Table

[Dany stood to one side, a plate of some cheese and fruit and crackers in one hand and a glass of some clear looking alcohol she had never tried before in the other hand. It made her throat burn going down but the food made up for it. Craning her neck a bit, she tries to see if she can spot anyone familiar among the sea of masks. Perhaps she was going to be in need of a friend this evening? She felt strange without some sort of escourt for conversation. Nervously, she pops one of the pickled fruits into her mouth and tries to look busier than she actually is. This was looking to be a long night.]

Sansa

[moonofmylife]

Lady Stark.

[Truly, Dany had not realized it was her, beneath all of the decoration. She wore it like armor. The only things she recognized were her russet curls and the sound of her voice.]

I trust the evening is treating you well?

[Daenerys took the girl in, finding the outfit rather well done for a costume. It was detailed and intricate, not unlike something one might see in Quarth or one of the richer parts of the Free Cities.]

[steeledskin]

It is. It does. [ she is circumspect and polite. almost like a statue in her poise. ] And I pray it finds you in much the same state, my lady.

[moonofmylife]

I will admit that I wish I had something more familiar from home to cling to. I didn't go to parties so I have nothing to reference in this place - even the food isn't entirely familiar.

[She would have liked something sweet - perhaps lemon cakes or tarts would do. It reminded her of the tree that grew outside her window in Braavos. Even here, surely there might be lemons even if there were none on the ships?]

Were you successful in finding your lemons, Lady Stark? I was not much help in that.

[steeledskin]

Ser Allan -- a member of my crew, my lady -- has pointed out a lovely substitute on the banquet table. They are nothing like what I know from home but...they're also better than I could have expected. Have you tried them yet?

[ demure, and sweet. that's what she must be. ]

[moonofmylife]

No, I haven't. I've only barely begun my search for food to try.

[Sure, she'd eaten, but almost none of it was familiar if not for the fact that she was used to the synthetic food by now.]

I'd love to try it.

[steeledskin]

[ politely: ] Then we shall find them together. And enjoy them together, as well.

Misty

[moonofmylife]

I see.

[Dany's wedding had been much more elaborate and had lasted for days, including murder and intercourse in the same breath often times. She felt completely unfazed by all of the excitement, even if it came with a bit of loneliness.]

Are you enjoying yourself, then?

Hawke

[moonofmylife]

[Dany had seen Hawke about the Caprine though the two never stopped to talk, Dany often occupied with her duties and Hawke her own. She had been down on the moon, while Dany had not. Dany had preferred to avoid the fighting pits she kept hearing about while others indulged in them and enjoyed them. It reminded her too much of home, of the slavers who made sport of common people's blood. She hoped such things did not happen here.

When Hawke approaches, Dany gives a slight nod in greeting.]

Yes, it is. So many put enough work into their costumes that I'm sure we will all be sorry to see our departure when the fleets leave again.

[Dany had sewn her own gown, but the leather work had been commissioned. She was grateful for it and wished she could find more materials just as easily.]