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serpentis) wrote in
driftfleet2015-02-20 07:36 pm
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THE GALA ON ADSUM (Mingle Log)
Who: Anyone and Everyone!
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: A ballroom on Adsum
When: 2/21, Evening-Night

[And the night has arrived! Dorian put out an open invitation, and anyone who is interested is welcome to dress up and meet up for a night of dancing and fawning over each other. Make sure to wear your best, everyone! It's a very special episode of Drift Fleet!]
((OOC: There was an open invitiation, but even if your character never replied or has had personal contact with Dorian, feel free to assume he's let them come along or be dragged along by someone else! I'll be tagging some threads, but if you want a thread to be closed, please just say so in the header.))
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: A ballroom on Adsum
When: 2/21, Evening-Night

[And the night has arrived! Dorian put out an open invitation, and anyone who is interested is welcome to dress up and meet up for a night of dancing and fawning over each other. Make sure to wear your best, everyone! It's a very special episode of Drift Fleet!]
((OOC: There was an open invitiation, but even if your character never replied or has had personal contact with Dorian, feel free to assume he's let them come along or be dragged along by someone else! I'll be tagging some threads, but if you want a thread to be closed, please just say so in the header.))

Malak; Open
He's gone with a little makeup, too, lined his eyes in dark colors and lengthened the eyelashes.
Even as beautiful as he looks, and as comfortable as the clothes are, he looks a little ill at ease. Maybe a little too alert regarding his surroundings. He can't quite relax. ]
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anyway, she's trying to figure out if this guy is really that guy she met a while ago, back on the other moon... but she's been in a good mood lately, so she'll walk up to him!]
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[ He doesn't bat an eye at the little skull. It's common where he comes from for women to show off relics of a hunt. He just assumes the bird is particularly rare, and that Krista probably killed it herself. ]
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Oh my god, it is you!
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And you do! You look really nice today. [she gives his arm a friendly little pat.]
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and when he does recognize who it is, as he wanders nearby, he can't help the sly and surprised grin that crosses his face.]
Oh... goodness, you look wonderful.
a million years later...
And so do you.
[ He means it, on a smaller and a grander scale: this place is full of finery in a way that he's never really seen before. ]
I'll see your million years, and raise you another million...
[another little glance up and down, but it's at least more lightly appreciative than anything more predatory]
I'm surprised. I had no idea that you were one to dress up like this.