Ivory
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Pres 4 (Regal) - SL 1 (Noble) Fairest Hunterheart
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Post by Ivory on Apr 18, 2021 15:18:20 GMT -8
There was a slight shrug at the mention of the seeds and the confusion that some had expressed.
"I'm sure it won't be a problem," she offered.
Then came a smile.
"Oooooh, I'm getting the full treatment, huh?" the tipsy dragon teased as Archie reinforced that anything he said by way of introduction would be a positive. "Noted."
Ivory would link arms with the Chatelaine without hesitation.
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Linden
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Presence (3) Steady
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Post by Linden on Apr 18, 2021 18:47:32 GMT -8
On their way back to the table after hassling the DJ, Linden and Alecto made a marked detour to admire the flowers.
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Riley Sorsa
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Presence (3) Captivating | SL(1) Stylish Mantle (2)Spring | Status(1) Entertainment
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Post by Riley Sorsa on Apr 19, 2021 5:41:19 GMT -8
Riley and Firebringer were chatting in the crowd looking for Linden, who passed behind them without notice. The two were distracted by their conversation.
" Never took up painting. But with the right inspiration, I am sure I can- " Riley paused; a sudden sly smile crossed their face as a thought came to mind.
The Bright one looked to Firebringer and changed the topic for a moment. "You are stunning tonight, and not just the looks. Its uh an energy " The Moth says, leaning to kiss the Elementals cheek, with a slight crackle from the heat of her mien.
"How does someone like Linden vanish? I swear they're wearing a lavender suit and is built like a truck." Riley laughs, looking around.
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Oren
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written by Hiver
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Post by Oren on Apr 20, 2021 15:02:59 GMT -8
It was time.
The music would be high. The DJ gave him the thumbs up. The dance floor parted like water in an exodus. His arrival heralded by those Swedish Royals of Pop and Dionysus. A pop to the hip and the light glimmers across Zephyr's Opal. A pointed finger invokes the old kingdoms, the reign of the late twentieth century. That gilded Crown of Glam and Rhinestones. Oren would trip the Light Fantastic and become a disco ball worthy of praise, hoots, and hollers. Maybe he'd twirl a girl and dip a boy. But there was no mistaking the whirling dervish in curly brown hair, eyes that shone like emeralds to the Found and like kaleidoscopes to those who were Lost. His body and ABBA's siren song were an invitation. "YOU CAN DANCE !"
🎵 YOU CAN JIVE 🎵
"HAVING THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE !"
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Firebringer
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Elemental Ifrit, Presence 3 (Intimidating)
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Post by Firebringer on Apr 21, 2021 21:01:50 GMT -8
Fire can only grin at Riley, their flirtations more than amusing. Damn was she having a good time. The moth had kissed her cheek and she responds by giving them one in return.
"I am just trying to do the opposite of what parties have felt like in the past. Fuck worrying and getting uppity about problems that aren't my own. This is a party for a good time and the problems that exist are still going to exist tomorrow. I'll keep them in tomorrow."
"And, I always feel great hanging around with you. You're kinda great." She chuckles a bit, just smiling at them in that adoring way.
Then the Ifrit begins looking around, mildly concerned. "Huh... it is really weird." After a long moment studying the atmosphere, she thinks she spots the correct hair, "Aha! Think I found them."
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Post by Lucas Chevalier on Apr 21, 2021 22:31:27 GMT -8
Lucas's gaze shifted from the bar over to the dance floor which was now taken over by ABBA. The Winter Fairest's attention was immediately captivated by the mesmerizing, whirling, jiving ball of light. Not just anyone could strut through the parted sea of people and present themselves as a worthy partner to such a magnificent display of fluid movements. If it was any other night, Lucas would have stayed put at the bar. However, the festive spirit of Ostara was still going strong in him. His adventures in attempting to woo a dragon and vanquish painful memories of the past had put him in in a fantastical mood. This had to be what the Wyrd was guiding him towards. There was so much color and brilliance coming from the dance floor. Oren's dance awakened something inside of Lucas. What that something was, Lucas was not sure of, but he was about to find out. He left the bar after saying his goodbyes to Maks and proceeded to strut on over to the dance floor. While others hem and hawed over making their dance entrance through the tunnel the parted crowd made, Lucas breezed through the tunnel in a dazzling display of his emotions becoming one with his body. No matter what direction his body moved in, the lights from the dance floor and Oren hit Lucas just right to highlight whatever move he was making. The crowed, oohed, aahed, and a couple of folks even fanned themselves as Lucas passed by them and eventually stepped in front of Oren. The scene playing out on the dancefloor easily belonged on the big screen. The level of finesse in their dance moves and their combined presence elevated the mood, turning it into something more exciting than just a feel good, head boppin' moment to an old classic. The mist from his mantle billowed out from him, slowly drifting across the floor to the other Lost. When an inviting smile appeared on his face, one could easily imagine fangs peeking out from his lips. Whenever the fair-haired Fairest tapped into his mantle and kith like this, his eyes lit up in an ethereal way causing him to look like a vampire who was about to sweep someone into their arms, either promising them a night of otherworldly delights or a night that would lead to their eternal damnation. Lucas' body may have been grooving to Dancing Queen but his eyes were singing a different ABBA hit. They were telling Oren to not go wasting his emotions on any other dancer and to lay all his desire on him.
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Oren
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written by Hiver
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Post by Oren on Apr 22, 2021 3:15:15 GMT -8
Oren spun. He made a real show of closing the distance. "Oren."
There would be some strutting. A small presentation of what he brought to the table, now that the invitation and his attention were singular. He simply offered his hand. "Come here often?"
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Riley Sorsa
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Presence (3) Captivating | SL(1) Stylish Mantle (2)Spring | Status(1) Entertainment
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Post by Riley Sorsa on Apr 22, 2021 11:11:06 GMT -8
" Well, I am all for letting loose and enjoyin' the party," Riley smiles "let our problems be problems for tomorrow, and enjoy tonight."
The Bright one beams to the Elemental. Before glancing towards the dance floor where Oren and Lucas were putting on an impressive show to Abba. Riley chuckled at the sight before Dani announced that she had spotted Linden.
"Oh?" Riley turned to look where Fire had mentioned and smiled, seeing the paired peach outfits of Linden and Alecto somewhere out in the Gardens.
"Well," Riley took Fire's hand, guiding her in a slight spin before pulling her close. "We shouldn't keep them waitin' but, ya owe a dance tonight" The darkling smirked. They were about to track along with Firebringer when one of the Spring courtiers who was helping run the show came up and tapped on Riley's shoulder.
"Mx.Sorsa. Felicity Stone is preparing for her number. You are up after."
Riley nods, looking to Firebringer with a smile.
"Looks like been given my call. Go say hi to me. Also, make sure Linden is around; I would hate if they missed it" Riley winks and gives Fire a kiss on the cheek.
"Don't forget you owe me a dance."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2021 14:36:24 GMT -8
”And you better come through with that dance, Danica, or this one’ll have all the fiercest debt collectors send you sad puppy gifs at all hours of the day to let you know how hurt they are. People beg to have their knee caps broken after the saddest pug.”
He had squeezed into the side of the conversation like a social chameleon as if he had always been there like the gem he was, wishing Dani a happy hunt before they were off to snag the third and likely most relaxed member of the Afterparty to enjoy the show that was about to unfold.
In his journey to this spot he had stopped by the bar and collected himself his second drink for the evening, sprite and cranberry juice – one drink minimum in case things were going to go sour for the evening. It was a host’s duty to be alert and it seemed that all the others had found themselves occupied. No need to act though so things were going great with all things considered.
In this moment he cast his attention to his motley mate.
“Nerves getting to you yet? Or are you reveling for the warmth of the lights?”
He asked with a raised brow, tipping his drink back.
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Post by Lucas Chevalier on Apr 23, 2021 3:40:08 GMT -8
"Lucas." He took the hand that was offered to him, drawing Oren into his arms.
The two of them were completely in synch with each other. Neither of them missing a beat with their foot work and there was no shortage of flourishment either.
"Not often enough it would seem because I've been missing out on your light." The light was a nice contrast to the mist that surrounded his body. Much like natural mist, Lucas' skin was cold and there wasn't any warmth to be found in his body. Whereas the light that radiated from the elemental was warm and inviting.
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Oren
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written by Hiver
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Post by Oren on Apr 23, 2021 6:15:45 GMT -8
" Oh, you've always seen me. I make a point of it." Anybody can be that guy...
Whether or not the statement was true, those were words Oren lived by. If not adored. If not praised. He would be seen. " You're beautiful."
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Post by Wayland on Apr 23, 2021 20:33:33 GMT -8
Thoughts of the past still flutter, like gnats buzzing about her head, trying to get her attention. She hasn’t danced to Abba in four years. And there was a reason. Those distractions are easily pushed aside. The music is loud. Those Swedish pop stars are calling to her. She can feel Ivory ‘s smooth, scaled hand in her own. The night is dark and the lights are bright and the colors are glowing. There’s liquor in her belly and her blood is thumping in her veins. Wayland gives herself to the rush. She’s not trying to impress anyone, and she could hardly hope to with the way Oren and Lucas are moving on the floor. No, she’s dancing for herself. And not for, Ivory, but with her. And you know what? She’s pretty decent! Keeps rhythm, moves well, puts her whole body into it. And for now, she’s just happy to be here. In this moment. Feeling the music flow through her, feeling the movement of her body, and having somebody to share it with. Utterly unselfconscious. A rare pleasure, that might not last long, and so she savors every moment.
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Riley Sorsa
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Presence (3) Captivating | SL(1) Stylish Mantle (2)Spring | Status(1) Entertainment
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Post by Riley Sorsa on Apr 23, 2021 20:42:38 GMT -8
After Firebringer went off, Riley turned their attention to Archie and smiled.
"A bit of both," Riley admitted. It was hard to put in words the feeling they had before a show. The moth ran their hand through the shock of silver hair. Their antenna flicked at the thought of it.
"I always have a little stage fright before I do one of my own acts. Don't get it much for pole dancing, but burlesque is far more than just being hot. But tonight, I have to follow up them." Riley said, giving the nod over to Lucas and Oren. The Bright One stomached turned slightly at the idea that Oren and Lucas would be the highlight of the night. The flash of jealousy passed as Riley saw how much fun they were having; how could they judge them for that?
"And Felicity is no small task. But I think I have something special tonight."
The moth smiled, snaking their arm to lock with Archies as they walk. "Honestly, hosting is fun, but I am far sober than expected" They laugh.
"I see you been busy doing what you do best. How are you feelin' about all this?"
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Ivory
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Pres 4 (Regal) - SL 1 (Noble) Fairest Hunterheart
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Post by Ivory on Apr 23, 2021 23:30:34 GMT -8
Ivory followed the Maker, her hand in theirs as the pair flitted to the dance floor. Lucas was granted a wink by the Fairest, her nose scrunching as she grants the Winter a beaming smile. Her small way of encouraging him to let loose as he pulses on the dance floor with Oren. However, then the Pale Dragon's attentions shift, her golden gaze falling upon Wayland as the pair began to move with the music on their own. Ivory grants the Ogre a soft smile, before venturing closer, arms wrapping around Wayland's waist should she allow it. As the Ogre moved, the Fairest did in kind and, to Ivory's credit, she wasn't half bad. The Pale Dragon of Spring was hardly a trained performer, but tonight what mattered was the feeling of it all and, in that respect, the Fairest let it all pulse through her with abandon, the halo of her mantle flaring lightly as she granted Wayland the entirety of her attention. And so it was that the Crown and the Shield moved as one on the floor of Ostara, their forms inches from one another as they ascended through their desire.
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Post by Lucas Chevalier on Apr 23, 2021 23:59:22 GMT -8
Lucas was about to respond to Oren's original comment when the other Lost complimented him. Lucas was frequently called handsome or dashing, it had been a long time since he had been called beautiful. He was visibly flattered. Maybe they were just pretty words Oren wanted to share in the moment, maybe he entirely meant it. Where was the harm in allowing himself to believe they were sincere and not digging any further? Tonight was meant to be a night of fun and pursue ones desires, not a night where one tried to overthink everything.
"Thank you." His usual gentle smile returned to his face for the time being. "You're quite stunning yourself."
While they danced, his gaze landed on Ivory and their eyes met. When she gave him an encouraging wink and smile to let loose, his mind wandered off to some deeper desires concerning his current dancing partner, his previous dancing partner, and a fun tango the three of them could do together at the night's end.
Woah there, buddy. Let's not get ahead of ourselves. It's been a minute since you've gotten up to anything, you're probably not tall enough for that ride just yet.
Probably not.
Maybe?
He couldn't help but laugh at himself and return his attention to his dancing partner.
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