[ We find Our Heroes arriving at the Adventure School's Formal Ball. There are numerous punch bowls spaced evenly around a conjured stage where bards at keyboards are producing music that's good to dance to. ] [ This is, without a doubt, the swingingest place to be tonight, although what exactly that means is open to debate. There are numerous famous adventurers in attendance, all of them former graduates, and they are adding their own vintage funk to the scene. ] (*snickers* Chomei Allsbane? :P) ( Famous, not lame. ) [ Istvan's already there, working security. But the rest of you come in one by one, unless you've decided not to attend. ] * Vall arrives at the Formal with the lovely and gracious Seylin at his side... she seems to overpower him, in presense. (And height. ;p) ( And intelligence. ) (by a good head and shoulders, methinks) [ And charisma, actually. An' she's got WINGS. XD ] [ Oh, and do describe how you're dressed. Especially if you're not wearing armor or weapons because you're not a bouncer nor part of the military. ] * Seylin does, indeed, arrive with Vall. She's wearing a lovely, yet simple, deep green dress that has a v-shaped neckline and is cut low enough in the back to let her wings free. Her auburn hair is pinned up with a silver clip decorated with white flowers, with a few curls (yes, she used the curling iron tonight) hanging loose to frame her face. She looks lovely. * HKenji enters the ball, dressed in a beautiful golden kimono with dark brown highlights, enbroidered with scenes of lions pouncing on various animals in light brown. Not even for this formal would he wear anything approaching the abomination you people call "a tux". [ Oh, and since I forgot it earlier; Session Start! ^_^; ] * Istvan is working security, so he's dressed for business; the suit of blue and grey banded mail he wore at the beginning of the game and his war pick strapped to his back. He does, however, have a necktie the same shade of blue as his armor around his neck. * Istvan is also wearing the nifty sash thingee that all of the security people are wearing. * Vall is dressed in a silk shirt and black silk trousers, a black cape with gold trim, and a pair of good black shoes (sublty altered to give him another inch in height). He has several gold and silver rings on, including his signet ring, and a gold sash around his waist over his belt. He carries himself with an air of confidence tonight. * Ariake strolls in. She's wearing a fairly ornate dress, in dark blue, and has her hair long. Her clothes are formal, but apparently a bit utilitarian as well. At least, dresses don't *usually* have pockets and tool clips. * Istvan is currently working the door, making sure nobody tries to sneak in their Wands of Fireballs, Imp familiars, Spheres of Annhiliation, or the like. * Seylin waves at Istvan as she enters. "Hi, Istvan!" ^_^ * Ariake waves to Istvan. * Istvan waves. "Nobody's carrying any powerful magic on them, right? I already caught one loser trying to sneak in a mutated rust monster that apparently fed on women's formal wear." * Vall looks around for others, nods to Kenji and Istvan * Will is dressed in a navy blue tuxedo. He took pains to make sure the silver symbol of Bahamut is hidden underneath his shirt. Nothing on him remotely suggests "cleric". "Must've been a freshman. Nothing on me today." * Ariake smiles. "Nope. Oh, dear...I would have had to hurt him badly." * Istvan smirks. "I *did* have to hurt him badly." Eww. That's just wrong. Good job, Istvan! I would assume that Patrick has something of that nature. At the very least, a clothing-dissolving slime. * Ariake grins. "Excellent." * Patrick walks in and smiles to Istvan. Which isn't anything new. He's dressed in black jeans and a white shirt, with a black sportcoat over it. Typical formal wear, actually. Who knows what kind of stuff he has inside that coat, though. He waves at Seylin. "How many pieces did you leave him in?" One. Though I imagine he'll be walking funny for a while once they manage to coax that critter out of his underwear. * Seylin waves back. "Hi, Patrick!" She laughs. "You put some effort into getting dressed, I see." * Patrick smiles. His hair's as messy as ever. "But of course." ^_^ * Vall hangs up his cape near the door, and turns to Seylin. "They're starting another piece. Shall we dance?" * Seylin turns back to Vall and smiles. "Sure!" * Seylin waves at the others. "See you on the dance floor, everybody!” * Ariake waves back. "Have fun!" * Patrick smiles at Seylin. * Patrick smiles evily at Vall. [ A woman enters just then, catching many an eye. She is tall and elegant, with achingly gorgeous features and the body of a godess. She wears a long, flowing gown of angles and mist and folded moonlight, and for some reason, everything about her seems strangely fleeting. To the lot of you, she also seems strangely familiar. ] * Seylin has turned away and misses the evil smile. * Istvan nods, then turns back to the crowd at the door. After a moment, he focuses one someone. "Listen, I don't care if that dancing sword *is* your date. It's not coming in." Somebody actually claimed a dancing sword as a date? * Will shakes his head. * HKenji shakes his head sadly and makes his way off among the revelers. * Patrick chuckles. * HKenji stops every so often to speak briefly to someone. * Seylin notices the murmurs and stares, and turns around to see the woman. "Oh, wow... she's *beautiful*..." * Seylin says it in the tone of someone admiring a great work of art. * Ariake makes her way obliviously to the food! * Vall chuckles slightly, then looks over at the woman. "Yes. She is." * Patrick glances over and smiles. ^_^ * HKenji glances over at the new arrival and shakes his head confusedly. * Istvan doesn't notice the woman, as he's distracted with yet another person trying to enter. "Priest of Tyr? And? If Tyr himself was next in line, I'd tell him to read the damn sign outside and leave his weapon back in his room, okay?" * Ariake glances over, finally, and blinks. * Patrick blinks, then smiles again. ^_^ She look familiar to you? A little, but I can't really place her. * HKenji makes his way gracefully over to the new arrival and bows deeply. * Will stares open mouthed at the woman. "Who the heck is she?" * Patrick also, coincidentally... is wearing sneakers. May I have this dance, Tia-san? Is that how you say it? * Vall blinks when he hears Kenji. "Tia?" * Tia giggles. "Hiya, Kenji! And sure! I'd love to!" * Seylin practically gapes. "Tia? Oh my gosh, is that really you?" * Tia waves to everyone else, grinning. Wow! That's incredible! * Ariake makes her way back over from the food, in amazement. "Tia, you look great!" * Patrick waves back at Tia. [ Now that he mentions it, the incredibly beautiful woman does look a lot like Tia. Except without that unfortunate skin condition. You know, the one what makes her butt big and scaly and winged and clawed. ] * Will blinks. "That's Tia?" * Tia grins. "Thanks, Ari!" * Istvan raises an eyebrow at that, and a gnome *almost* slips by him. Almost because Istvan notices him out of the corner of his eye, and picks him up by the bowtie. "No. Just no." ... Wow. I know some dragons can polymorph... so its either that or she got hold of a scroll or potion. * Seylin smiles at Tia. "Still really amazing, though." Thanks, Seylin. And that's such a pretty dress! * Tia smiles. Wow. You're beautiful Tia. Tia, you look fabulous. * Tia grins broadly and would be wagging her tail if she had it on her. Papa gave me this pretty necklace, and I thought maybe tonight would be a good time to use it. * Istvan stares out the door at something. "Umm... your date is a gelatinous cube. In a dress. What's wrong with you?" It is, Tia. * Tia grins again. * Seylin looks at Vall. "So, we were gonna dance, weren't we?" Yes, we were. Shall we? * Istvan is handed a piece of paper, and stares it. "Okay, so she tried to polymorph herself 15 pounds lighter to fit into that dress, and messed up the spell. I get it. But... she's acidic. Look, the floor is melting under her." * Vall holds out his arm to escort her to the dance floor. [ At that moment, someone else steps up, politely asking Seylin if he can have the first dance. And looking hopeful. ] * Patrick turns an eye to the someone else. * Seylin is about to take Vall's arm, but then notices this guy. "Oh, sorry, but Vall should have the first dance. Maybe the next one?" * HKenji lightly takes Tia's hand and leads her out onto the dance floor. * Tia follows along, grinning. * Vall glares at the hopeful as well. * Seylin does not notice the boys' glares. Whee, naivete! Aw, don't cry... no, really, don't. Your tears are acidic, and I think you just burned off that guy's shoes. *pauses* I don't know. Polymorph her into something less dangerous! A mold, maybe! * Tia smiles at her partner. "You look nice today, Kenji!" * Istvan blinks as a bright light flashes, and he looks back. "... okay, I suppose that works." And in steps a reasonably handsome half- elf guy and... an eight-foot tall treant. In a dress. * Vall leads Seylin out onto the dance floor just as the band starts playing a slow waltz. Although she's much taller than him, he manages to be graceful on his feet, and avoids hers. * Seylin practically floats as she dances. She is light on her feet, after all. * Ariake gets another plate of food and returns to watch the amusements at the door. I do my best. I'm afraid wearing one of those odd things that most others are wearing is simply not an option. * HKenji holds Tia so lightly it's almost as if he's not touching her. * Tia nods. "Well, I like yours." You know, Seylin, you might want to let Patrick have the next dance, what with him being a friend and, I noticed, without a date tonight. * Patrick is being amused at Istvan's job of security for the time being. But I already promised someone else! You said 'maybe'. That's not a promise. * Seylin looks away from Vall for a second. "He can ask..." she says quietly. * Will is still trying to convince himself that Tia, is Tia. * Tia , surprisingly, dances reasonably well. At least she's not knocking over any furniture. ;) * Istvan rubs his head. "Listen. I'm not discriminting against elves, or insulting your culture or traditions. I'm just saying that the leather bondage gear you and your friends are in doesn't fit the dress code." *pauses* "... no, I will not call you Queen." * HKenji dances quite well, considering that he's never really done this before. [ Will tries to make sense of Tia's Transformation and fails his roll. ] * Patrick chuckles. That can't be Tia. She can't dance that well, can she? ... yes, I see your whip. And I raise you this war pick. *pauses* Yeah, that's what I thought. Now put on some damn clothes. * Ariake laughs. * Istvan mutters. "They ain't paying me enough for this..." [ Actually? They are. ] * Vall prevents Seylin from dipping him as the music comes to a stop. "You're pretty good." ... okay, granted, they are paying me enough for this. But still. Thanks! This is fun! * Patrick cracks his neck and walks out to Seylin and Vall. He turns to Vall and smiles. "Mind if I step in?" ^_^ Be my guest. That was fun! Let's go again! * Vall hands Seylin off to Patrick. * Tia grins at Kenji. Do you mind Sey? ^_^ [ Not far from Vall/Seylin/Pat, the Seylin Fan Club goes into a huddle. ] * Seylin blinks in surprise, then smiles softly. "Not at all." * Istvan is approached by another security guy, and looks up at the ceiling, frowning. "Hey! You! People with the Boots of Spider Climbing! Don't make me come up there!" * HKenji smiles at Tia and bows as the song ends. * Patrick speaks softly to Vall as he walks past. I'm afraid I'll have to surrender you to your own little club of admirers. * Tia returns the bow. * Vall speaks softly back * Tia looks puzzled. "...I have a club of admirers?" * Tia looks around. Well, a rather impromptu one, but a club nontheless. * HKenji begins making slow rounds of the ball, stopping frequently to speak to many, many people. * Patrick smiles. "I could say I'm good at dancing, but then I'd be lying. Still..." He whispers something into Sey's ear. ^_^ [ There are a few boys practically drooling over Tia now. Some of whom are being dragged, by the ear, away by their dates. ] * Seylin giggles and whispers back. * Tia seems amused, if a little baffled, by the sudden attention. * Tia grins at them and waves before heading for the punch bowl. * Vall heads over to Tia and bows. "May I have this dance, milady?" * Tia stops in midstep and turns to face Vall. "Dance? Sure!" She grins cheerfully and offers her hand. * Vall takes her hand in his, and leads her to the dancefloor, positioning themselves between Patrick/Seylin and the Seylin Fan Club * Istvan is approached by another guard, who points him to the punch bowl. Scowling, he rumbles over there, weaving through the crowd with surprising dexterity and coming up behind a scraggly looking human man who's hovering over the Magical Font O' Punch with a small vial. * Seylin giggles again and whispers. [ The SFC undertakes a subtle flanking maneuver. ] * Ariake follows Istvan, curious. * Will gulps down a shot of hard liquor and resumes staring at the figure people are calling Tia. * Istvan LOOMS over the guy. "Ahem." *grabs guy; yanks him off to a shadowy corner* * Patrick whispers back to Sey as they dance? * Vall moves gracefully to block the flanking as best he can. He says something softly to Tia. * Seylin whispers back and winks. * Tia sniggers and glances toward the SFC, then turns back and giggles. [ Suddenly, someone bumps into Seylin on accident. It's a woman, so it's probably not part of her fanclub. ...probably. ] * Tia follows Vall's lead and they intercept the SFC's strategic maneuvers. * Seylin oofs softly as she's knocked slightly off-balance, and because she was leaning in close to Patrick anyway, her lips end up brushing his cheek. Her eyes widen and she blushes for just a second before turning away and trying to pretend that nothing just happened. * Istvan has what does not look like an amiable discussion with the poor sod (it involves much shaking), and leads him by the neck to an area of the stage the band is using... * HKenji makes his way back around to Will. * HKenji checks Will's line of sight and smiles. "You know... you COULD have the next dance, if you wanted." *softly* I think you have someone checking you out. * Tia looks surprised. "Eh?" * Vall nods in Will's direction. "Not a bad choice, either." * Istvan drags the guy onto the stage, and pulls a lever that you probably just notice for the first time, if you're paying attention now. A trap door in the stage opens, and Istvan drops the guy down into it. * Patrick blinks, then smiles softly? He's not that bad, for having never done any dancing before. But then again, he's not good either. * Seylin looks up at Patrick. "Um, sorry," she says quietly. *looks down; winces* Poor bastard. But them's the rules. *pulls lever back; trap door closes* * Will empties another glass of liquor. "What. Next dance?" * Ariake raises an eyebrow. "What's down there?" Just go ask her. Before you become drunk and embarrass yourself. That *is* Tia right? * Patrick speaks quietly back. "Sorry about accidentally doing something I haven't had the courage to ask?" * HKenji gives Will a dangerous stare. "If you embarrass yourself with public drunkenness, I shall choose to take it as a personal insult." And yes, it IS Tia. Stunning, isn't she? [ Yes, she is. ] * Tia glances in the direction in which Vall nods. "Sure, I wouldn't mind. This is fun!" She pauses. "Um, hey, Vall. What's with everybody today? Kenji says I have a club." * Istvan waits for this dance to end, and takes a microphone from one of his colleagues. "Attention, please. A sophmore was just caught attempting to spike the Magical Font O' Punch with a lust potion. Needless to say, the administration frowns upon such things. The offender has been dropped into a pre-prepared holding area filled with dire sheep." * Seylin looks confused. "What?" Any further attempts at similar stunts will meet a similar fate. And the dire sheep are hungry. Thank you. * Ariake laughs. "Excellent!" [ Fortunately, the music covers the sounds of the ensuing horror. ] * Will puts down his glass and shakes his head. "I didn't think you cared Kenji. Thanks for the advice." * Istvan walks of the stage. He's smirking ear-to-ear. * Vall comes to a stop as the music ends, still between the lovebirds and the Fan Club. * Patrick smiles back. "Nothing." ^_^ * Tia smirks at the SFC and grins impishly. (Still keeping an eye and an ear on the FanClub) [ Vall only thinks he's between them. Mwahaha. ] * Seylin looks... disappointed? "Okay." She smiles, although maybe it's not as bright as usual. "Guess this dance is over. I suppose I should go find that guy who asked me to dance earlier. But thanks, this was fun!" Her voice gets very quiet. "And don't forget your plans." ^_~ * Istvan circulates through the crowd, just keeping an eye out for anything that looks troublesome. He's not stopping to talk to people much, because he doesn't know many people, but he does exchange stop to compliment the treant on her dress. * Patrick smirks and winks back. "I won't." ^_^ It's my calling to aid the socially inept, I suppose. Now get thee hence and dance with the object of your affection. Thanks for the dance, Vall. That was fun! * Patrick looks kinda suspicious himself, but since when was he *not*? * Seylin scans the crowd for said guy. * Tia wanders off toward the punch bowl again. * Patrick walks past Seylin and talks again as he passes her so only she will hear. * Istvan wanders by Patrick. "Don't even think about it..." *grins* * Will nods at Kenjis comment and walks up to Tia. "Er. May I have the honor of the next dance...Tia?" * Ariake gets some more food! * Seylin smiles at him. "Okay!" * Vall steps aside, and wrinkles his nose at the smell on Will's breath. He subtly hands Will a mint. "Here. This'll help." * Patrick smiles back at Istvan. "Aww, you know me. I wouldn't hurt anyone." He makes his way to the table of foodage. ^_^ * Tia finishes her punch and glances over at Will. "Oh, hi, Will!" She grins. "Sure, I'll dance with you." * Will takes the mint from Vall and plops it into his mouth. "Thanks Vall" * Istvan eyes Patrick dubiously, but is once again distracted as he hustles over to break up a catfight between two dwarven women over a half-orc in a rather spiffy tux. * Vall heads over to the food table as well. "Nice dress, Ari. Stylish yet functional." He smiles warmly. * Ariake grins. "Thanks!" * Seylin can't seem to find him (we wonder why), so she heads over to join the others at the food table. "Care for a dance later, Ari?" Ah, sure! * Seylin gets a glass of punch and waves to the others there. * Vall waves to Sey. You guys having fun? Of course. ^_^ * Patrick gets some punch and drips something from an eyedropper in it, drinking it right afterwards. ^^ Naturally. * Seylin blinks at Patrick. "What was that?" * HKenji slowly makes his way back towards the food table, though he doesn't partake. Although I think I'm the only elf here who isn't wearing heels in one form or another. I'm glad Ist tossed my cousin out, she's a real pain about these things. * Istvan wanders some more, grabbing a scroll out of an finely-robed elven man as he walks by. "What's this... Bigby's Groping Hand... c'mere." *YANK* Something to add a little zing to the punch. The stuff they have here is too bland. ^_^ You're gonna kill your taste buds one of these days, you know. * Tia wanders over to join the others. "Hi, guys!" * Tia refills her punch glass. * Seylin waves. "Hi, Tia! Having fun?" Hi, Tia. Enjoying yourself? Yeah! Lots! * Tia grins toothily. * Will fills himself a cup of fruit punch. * Seylin sips some of her own punch. "Yay! So am I! Although the person I said maybe I'd dance with earlier seems to have disappeared..." Hm. What'd he look like? * Istvan drags the elf over to the stage, hoisting a human male with goggles on over his shoulder as he walks. "You think we don't have people that can recognize X-ray goggles? Idiot." Um. Kinda average-looking human. * HKenji points across the floor towards the SFC. "He's over there." * Istvan pulls the lever, and drops both guys into the pit. Those close to the stage can here a faint, hungry 'Baaaaaa' as he closes the trap door. [ The average-looking human, not being offended by this title, shows up just then asking Seylin for a dance. ] * Tia glances over to where Kenji is pointing and snickers. "Oh, one of them." * Istvan mutters as he walks away from the stage. "Damn pervs." Oh, there you are! I was wondering what happened to you! Sure, let's dance! * Seylin smiles brilliantly at him, then waves to the rest of the group. "I'll be back in a little while, guys! Keep having fun!" ^_^ Sure thing Sey. ^_^ * HKenji nods to Seylin. * Tia waves to Seylin. * Vall waves as well A new song has started? Shall we move to the dance floor too then, Tia? * Tia nods. "Sure!" Have fun, you two * Tia grins and waves as she skips off toward the dance floor. * Will waves to the group, turns and catches up to Tia. "Wait up Tia!" Oh, sorry, Will! * Istvan finally finds himself without anyone to loom over, and wanders to where the non-dancing members of the group are standing. "Having fun?" * Tia waits for Will to catch up, then resumes skipping toward her destination. * Seylin dances with the nameless guy. Well, maybe she knows his name. If not, he's probably in too much bliss to realize he never told it to her. ;p * Ariake grins. "It's a lot of fun watching you at work." So far, yes. Did my cousin wear her butt floss leather outfit when you denied her entrance, or the leather strapsuit? * HKenji shudders. Chaps. And nothing else. Ow. That's way kinky, even for her. Thought it was a him? * Patrick smiles. ... no, I could tell it was a her. She must've hit the booze before coming. * Istvan mutters. [ Those crazy elves. ] * Ariake sighs. "Oh, my." ( Vall's cousin, on his adopted father's side. What do you expect? ) (I'm not sure, but it wasn't that.) ... y'know, for a treant, that girl's a pretty good dancer. She's always off the beat, though. Too slow. * Patrick nods." Wasn't that the cube? Yup. ... aw, crap. I'm out ten gold. * Will starts dancing with Tia, trying hard not to trip. Should have put more time into learning how to dance instead of praying. (Maybe you can pray you know how to dance?) * Vall takes this dance to lead Ari out to the dance floor. * Tia laughs lightly, making sure not to accidentally step on Will’s flailing feet. * Istvan mutters again. "I was *sure* some loser would summon a succubus to be his date..." * Ariake follows, fairly gracefully, all things considered. * HKenji glassesglints at Vall, even though he doesn't wear glasses, then continues circulating and occasionally dancing with some girl or another. (Secretly glad that he's dancing. Crying on the inside since he's failing) * Istvan eyes the door. "... or maybe I'm not out ten gold. That... is a lotta succubi." *signals the other guards; draws his war pick as he walks to the entrance* * Patrick holds Istvan's shoulder. "Need help?" * Vall looks over at the door. "Istvan may need magical support. Any spells handy?" * Ariake smiles. "Many." * Istvan shakes his head. "We got it. You guys have fun." Good. * Istvan makes his way to the door. "Ahem. This is the winter formal, not the winter infernal..." * Patrick glances over at the door every once in a while to make sure they're not getting too roughed up. :P * Tia grins as the song ends and they finish dancing. "Thanks, Will!" She glances toward the disturbance at the door. What's going on over there? * Will grins. "Thanks to you to Tia. That was fun" * Tia nods and grins. No, you can't come in. Yes, I do realize how many of you there are. I also realize that there're sixty palains of Bahamut standing behind you. [ Bot, that'll get ugly fast. Whole lotta smitin' goin' on. ] * Seylin smiles at the guy as the dance ends, then notices the commotion. "Gotta go! I think my friends need me!" * Seylin heads back over to the group. "What's going on, guys?" * Vall heads over to back up Ist, in case he needs some spellslinging support Hm, Ist looks like he might need help. * Istvan turns to the guy next to him. "I *told* you we'd need the paladins." *grins; closes the door* "I think they'll have plenty to talk about." * Seylin laughs. "Okay, looks like stuff's under control. Let's get back to the dancing!" * Tia jogs over to where Istvan is standing. "Hiya. Need some help?" * Patrick smiles. "Nah, they're fine. Anyways, you don't have your weapons." He looks over at Seylin and smiles softly again. "Ready?" * Seylin smiles back. "Sure." She doesn't ask for what, though. ;p * Istvan walks back into the dance with the rest of the security people. "Nah. It's handled. Sixty angry paladins, seven succubi, and one junior mage who's gonna spend the next month as the head of the Summoning department's personal butt monkey.” Patrick, a spellslinger is never unarmed. Okay! * Tia grins. [ And the dance went on pleasantly until it stopped. Unless unpleasantness errupted, but that's up to you guys and will be dealt with in minis if it comes to that. Session End! z_z ]