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Opera Night

[Action Thread] Happy Birthday, Kip!

Posted by anastasia_de_w on 2007.03.07 at 11:41
Current Mood: ecstaticecstatic
Current Music: Handsome Devil - The Smiths
Who: Everyone
What: Kip's birthday. It's a costume party
When: March 11th
Where: Anastasia's manor
Warnings: None yet LAWLZ

Anastasia looked over the railing of one of her staircases, down at the party. It was already bustling with people, an array of costumes moving about the ballroom. Tables full of champagne, desserts, and food were set up along with a few card and poker tables. Ana's boot, which was part of her costume, thudded against the stone floor as she smiled. She hoped Kip enjoyed the party; she had put alot of effort into it. It was also a very exclusive party. Only Anastasia's inner circle was allowed to attend. Surely, gossip tonight would be tomorrow's headlines.

Just then, Elizabeth ran by Ana. She stopped briefly, putting a friendly arm around her lady's waist. "Are you coming, milady?" she asked with a bright smile. The party was also very informal, her servants dressing up and joining the party as well. Elizabeth's costume matched Joshua's, who waited impatiently beside her. Anastasia returned the smile. "In a minute," she said, putting her hand up. "I'm waiting for Kip." "Okay," Elizabeth said. She then headed down the steps with Joshua, the two holding hands. William and Haruko were not too far behind.


edward_l at 2007-03-07 20:08 (UTC) (Link)
Edward finished giving a few orders to the costumed servants before looking up at Ana. Sliding a crystal ball along his arm, he called out, "The guests should be arriving shortly..." He paused. "Did Kip choose that costume for you?"
Lady Anastasia de Wulfe
anastasia_de_w at 2007-03-07 20:14 (UTC) (Link)
Ana laughed mirthfully. She leaned her head on her hand as she looked down at Edward. "No," she began, "I picked it out for myself. He was just teasing." She smiled. "I'm surprised you didn't call him 'boy'. Anyway, Andrea still being avoidant with her costume?"
edward_l at 2007-03-07 20:21 (UTC) (Link)
"Unfortunately so," Edward sighed. "She refuses to come out of the maids' chambers until the guests arrive. But I must tend to the musicians we hired, now. The pianist is quite lovely; the guests should enjoy it immensely. As for the other musicians... (LAWLZ just kidding)
jacob_b at 2007-03-07 23:27 (UTC) (Link)
Jaboc tugged on his robes uncomfortably. Lord Maiphe had convinced him to make his appearance as a creature from another planet. His sister had laughed herself to tears, and was informed that he was a human from Abydos. Whatever the hell that was. Although Lady Anastasia had extended the invatation to all servants who wished to come, participating at a ball was something he'd never done before.

He paused tentatively behind Edward. "Is this really okay?" He muttered, eyeing the joyful crowds around them with a anxious eye.
amaya_c at 2007-03-07 23:33 (UTC) (Link)
Amaya smoothed down her skirts, half nervous half expectant. Her gown swept the steps as she made her entrance, and made her way towards Ana. "Hey! How are you doing?" The fair haired woman asked, eyes sparkling. She stole an elegant wineglass from a nearby server and took a sip. "Nice vintange. Where's Kip? Oh! And how is your mother doing?" The smile widened. "I love babies! They're so adorable, though they have a wail like no other. Edward! It's great to see you again too! And Andrea, and everyone!"

Amaya's face threatened to crack, as her exuberant nature continued to widen her smile.
Lady Anastasia de Wulfe
anastasia_de_w at 2007-03-08 01:23 (UTC) (Link)
Ana laughed quietly. "I'm waiting for him to arrive," she said in response to Amaya's question about Kip. "And my mother is doing well. She and my father won't be able to attend for obvious reasons." Just then, the door opened, Kip stepping inside. "I'll see you around the ballroom," Anastasia said to Amaya. "I love your costume!"

She then scurried over to Kip.
Kip Einbrecher
kip_e at 2007-03-08 00:35 (UTC) (Link)
Kip entered the ballroom, continually puffing on his cigarette. Noticing the amount of candles lit around the tables, he loosened the scarf of his costume. It was, however, a welcome change to the bitter cold outside the manor gates. Looking at the party's grandeur, he frowned in realization that it was all for him. "This is far too much, love..."
Lady Anastasia de Wulfe
anastasia_de_w at 2007-03-08 01:27 (UTC) (Link)
Anastasia jumped up to his side, smiling. "Don't worry about it," she said, grabbing a hold of his arm. Then, her smile disappeared. "Unless you don't like it..."
Kip Einbrecher
kip_e at 2007-03-08 02:18 (UTC) (Link)
Kip's eyes widened in surprise, though only one was visible through his fake eyepatch. "No, no, it's lovely." He smirked. "And I'm sure that for you, it's a low-key affair." He squeezed her arm that held his. "I'm far more impressed by our mercenary duo costumes. Ironic, considering neither of us are on the battlefields."

He looked around. "Where are Fata and Rae, I wonder...?"
Lady Anastasia de Wulfe
anastasia_de_w at 2007-03-09 18:54 (UTC) (Link)
She frowned. "I'm sure they got the invitations," she said, looking around as well. Although it took forever and a day to find Raelin to give her that invitation. Anastasia turned to grab a glass of champagne when two other women approached them.

"Splendid party, love!" Sasha shouted happily. Ana's eyes widened at her friend's daring French maid costume as she was hooked on the arm of her butler in equally controversial regalia. She then laughed. "It's barely begun!" Anastasia replied. Mathilde laughed who, as usual, dressed modestly. "Oh, I love your costume, Mathilde," Ana said, feeling the texture of her costume's long sleeve. "Where did you get this fabric?" Mathilde smiled gently. "I saw the women of Chikyuu wearing them while I was on vacation there. I had it imported." Sasha sipped on her champagne. "Make her Her Majesty doesn't throw a fit when she sees the color," she commented. Ana sighed. "It's gold," she said. "I'm sure she has no problem with that." Sasha scoffed before turning to Kip. "Happy birthday, darling!" she exclaimed happily, planting a kiss on both of his cheeks. Mathilde smiled. "Happy birthday."
Fata Morgana
fata_morga at 2007-03-10 02:35 (UTC) (Link)

I know, I know. I'm late. Sorryyy. D:

Fata panted a little, having just rushed to the party. She just got off work. "I liked it so much more when I was my own boss. If old man Hasler gives me any more 'Oh, you're a faerie, shouldn't you be able to do this faster?' crap, my foot is going SO FAR up his ass." She was muttering to herself, attracting the stares of the other guests. Although, that also could have been her costume choice. She blushed a little as she adjusted the jacket. "I can't believe I couldn't find anything else. Stupid last minute invitations." Her eyes scanned the room until her came across a pair of mercednaries, in other words, Ana and Kip. They match. How... wonderful. In a grouchy mood, she walked (not so much a walk, as almost stopming) over to the group. "Before ANY of you, and by that I pretty much mean Kip, say a word, I got the invitation late, I had to dig this up from a play I was in a while ago, and I had nothing else to wear. So... yeah, I'm a fat Nazi. Here." She held out a box quickly wrapped in shiny paper with a note on top that said 'Uh.. Happy birthday? Here. From, Fata.'
Kip Einbrecher
kip_e at 2007-03-10 02:51 (UTC) (Link)
Bemusedly accepting his gift, Kip gave Fata a look. "So you found some excess fat in your store stock? Cow fat, perhaps? Fae transformations are more deft than I imagined." He nudged Ana's side. "A proper salute for the man in uniform," he said, quickly standing to attention. He heard Sasha and Mathilde laugh, which made his smirk widen even more, ignoring the glares of Sasha's butler.

"All jokes aside, dear Fata, I'm flattered that you even showed up." Deus emerged from beneath his scarf. "Chubs and the chump! Chubs and the chump!" Kip scowled. "Quiet, you."
Fata Morgana
fata_morga at 2007-03-10 19:54 (UTC) (Link)
"If this wasn't your birthday, I'd SO smack you right now." Fata paused, with a mock thoughtful look on her face. "You know what?" She quickly smacked Kip upside the head anyway. "I don't care." Her eyes widened when she saw the bird pop out of Kip's scarf. Or the red rat with wings, as she had dubbed him. "You..." A week of Deus pooping all over her things, squawking inapporpiate things at her, and generally making her life a merry hell was not forgotten. She turned to Kip. "I still can't believe you kept him. He's a devil. A... dirty, stinky, rude devil."

Quite suddenly, Fata dropped her attitude. It might have been the the glasses of wine that were just carried over. It might have been the attractive waiter who was holding the glasses. Who knows? But she grabbed a glass, took a long gulp, and smiled. "I've just decided I'm being a jerk. No more of that. Happy times, happy times." She took another sip. "But... yeah, happy birthday. I... hope... it's nice." She finished the glass. Now that wasn't so terrible... Oh, I'm tingly. Mm. Wine. "Hey, how old are you anyway? You look like you're young." She slowly raised her finger and poked his cheek. "You're not droopy or anything."
Kip Einbrecher
kip_e at 2007-03-10 20:15 (UTC) (Link)
Kip quickly adjusted his hat, twirling the long braid of his hair around his neck. A kindly old enchanter had offered to change it for a small fee rather than the overpriced wigs he had been looking at with Ana. Deus gave a screech that sounded strangely similar to a laugh. "Oddly enough, I owe him my life, so I haven't cooked him," Kip sighed.

He then frowned. If Fae got intoxicated (or "blotto" as his mother called it) this easily, it was a wonder that they didn't outnumber humans, or at least single human mothers. "I'm twenty four," he answered slowly. "Still quite aways behind you." Fata's behavior would've been queer even when she was in her normal, in other words, female form, but Kip was slightly more unnerved by a corpulent man of short stature and possessing an eerie countenance squeezing his cheeks than a woman doing so.
Lady Anastasia de Wulfe
anastasia_de_w at 2007-03-11 18:01 (UTC) (Link)
Anastasia laughed along with Sasha and Mathilde. "You've picked quite a keeper there, Ana," Sasha said, moving her fan in front of her face. Ana's smile faultered slightly. "Yeah...I have..." she replied softly.

Meanwhile, Joshua and Elizabeth were not too far off. He sipped his champagne, looking at Lady Sasha. "I'd like to stick my Mauser in that," he said. Elizabeth, who had been carrying a just-emptied dessert tray, hit him over the head with it. "Say something like that again and you won't be sticking your Mauser in anything tonight!" she shouted. "Now, get the cake. Everyone's here." He grumbled as he went off to the kitchen.
prince_theo at 2007-03-08 23:17 (UTC) (Link)
Prince Theodore felt a little bit nervous being here. Well-- more than just a little bit nervous. His fingers shuffled with his clothing gently. The feeling of the fabric in his hands was the only comfort he had at the moment.

There was an odd sense of guilt that was washing up inside of the small boy. As much as someone his age could muster and deal with such a feeling, he started to chew his lip. He felt odd being at a party like this specially when his sister was so far away from home. Attending a party that was being hosted by the woman his sister claimed to hate so much made him feel guilty.

His mother always told him to be polite to women. So he couldn’t find the heart to just say no to the invitation. To decline a lady’s request was rude in his opinion.

“I promise to be good, Retta…” He mumbled under his breath.

He fiddled with his costume once more. After telling his hand maids what he was to attend they had started to flock around him squealing with glee. During that night he hadn’t understood what was so joyous about a simple costume party but after telling them what he wished to dress up as they had squealed even more. Puss in Boots. It was a story character he enjoyed. Why did that make the maids giggle so much when they placed the head piece on his head and the fuzzy tail around his waist?

Theodore took a shaky breath and walked into the chamber. At his side was one of the attendance that was always with him. Safety-- his mother would say. He asked his attendant to take him to a seat. Upon reaching it, he sat and listened very carefully to the music and shuffling bodies. Hopefully his older brother would show up shortly.
amaya_c at 2007-03-09 13:55 (UTC) (Link)
Amaya watched as Kip and Ana spoke quietly to eachother, and make her way elsewhere so as to give them some privacy. She could always find Kip later and wish him his many happy returns.

Searching for a friendly face, she was surprised to see a young boy in the room, and seemingly unattached to any of the other members of the party. "Hey kid," she said, by way of introduction. "Aren't you a little young to be around all this wine?"
prince_theo at 2007-03-09 15:25 (UTC) (Link)
Hearing a female voice near him, Theodore lifted his head slightly. The voice seemed strong and feminine, with a sort of confidence about it. The small boy smiled lightly at her comment and kept his blank gaze forward.

“The wine smells much too strong for me to have anyway. I’m here just to listen to the music.” He said gently, still smiling. “I hope I don’t look too out of place, milady.”
amaya_c at 2007-03-09 19:55 (UTC) (Link)
Amaya laughed freely. "You've got a bit of an edge to you, don't you? No kiddo, you don't look to out of place." The Fae put a slender hand on her waist and casually pulled off her mask. "Do you find the music acceptable?" She teased, voice cheery. "Though you do look kinda awkward. Maybe I'll adopt you for the evening, make you my little brother. You remind me of him, a little."

Amaya tilted her head. "Therefore, with your permission, I'll adopt you for the evening and make sure you get to have some fun." The violet eyed beauty paused for a minute.

"You know, I think I may be hanging around Fata to much. I'm going to assume that you want to know my name, okay munchkin? I'm Kaori Amaya Celeste. Just call me Amaya. And you are?"
prince_theo at 2007-03-09 20:10 (UTC) (Link)
Theodore was lost for words for a moment as he picked how to reply. “Thank you?” Being adopted as a little brother for the night? He knew all about how to be a little brother so he didn’t think that would make much of a difference.

Used to the little nicknames he always received, he gave a tiny laugh and blushed. His eyes still stayed forward but tilted towards the lovely voice. “Prince Theodore of Gaea, Lady Amaya, but I do hope my title doesn’t make you turn me away.”

He reached up to fiddle with the little cat ears on his hat. “I may not be the best of a party partner, I’m afraid.”
amaya_c at 2007-03-10 00:40 (UTC) (Link)
The Faerie resisted the urge to smother the adorable kid in her arms, but figured that some sense of propriety wouldn't be a bad idea. She curstied and then smiled. "Kiddo, I don't think you have to worry to much, prince or not. I'm pretty sure your heart's in the right place, ne?"

Amaya plucked the cat ears off, tousled his hair and then replaced them. She then tugged on him so that he would be facing her. "Kiddo, I don't bite, I swear. You looked so lonely..." She looked a little taken aback at the worry in the Theodore's eyes. "Hey, you okay, Teddy? I can call you Teddy, right?" Amaya shook her head. "Anyways. At least I know the reason for this big lummox over there. It's because of your sister. Is she really kidnapped? Is that why your so worried?"

Although Ana seemed to have fewer kind words than not about Princess Floretta, Amaya figured it was just personal differences. She hoped that such a sweet kid wasn't to torn apart.
prince_theo at 2007-03-10 00:52 (UTC) (Link)
The mention of his sister did make his heart clench. Everyone that spoke to him somehow managed to ask him about it and how he felt. She was ‘kidnapped.’ I should be so very torn. Theodore gave a pout. All this acting had made him so wary. He had too much respect for his sister and mother to just let the façade go though. No matter how much his mother’s ideas and his sister’s justifications were making him hurt inside.

He gave a strong smile to the woman and carefully stood up from his chair. “I am trying to keep my best wishes and thoughts with my sister.” He said gently, giving a nod, “I hope all the best for her but I know of what strengths she has.” His smile turned sad.

Theodore quickly lifted his head. “Will you help me to a dance, Lady Amaya? Friends always call me Teddy, so I must dance with my friends.”
amaya_c at 2007-03-10 01:00 (UTC) (Link)
As she knew how to put on an act for the public when you wanted to kill someone, or just breakdown and cry, Amaya's eyes softened when she saw his bright, strong smile. "From what I've heard, your sister is to strong to let something like a mere kidnapping keeping from coming back." She winced a little internally at the slight lie. Specifically, Ana had said Floretta was as hard to crush comepletely as a snake.

When he extended his hand, she knew it was official. "Munchkin, with that move, you've sealed your fate. You've got another sister, whether you like it or not. And I would be honored to dance with such a sweet man."

Keeping her sunny smile, she placed her palm against his, and followed his lead towards the dance floor. "Uhhhhh..." she paused for a minute. "Will our friend the lummox be joining us on the floor?"
prince_theo at 2007-03-10 01:08 (UTC) (Link)
Theodore was puzzled at her mention of the third party but soon assumed she was talking about his attendant. The man of course was shadowing Theodore with every careful step that the boy took. Theodore sighed slightly, knowing that he had forgotten about the attendant again. It was so normal for Theodore to have someone being his guide.

“Forgive me, he will only be watching. Hopefully from afar.” Theodore paused to turn to his attendant and asked him very politely to keep at the table.

“I have been so used to them being around me. Will you be my eyes for the dance then?” He said gently. It was common for people to know the youngest prince was blind. Why the hand maids and attendants were always at his feet making sure he did not slip. He feared it was embarrassing him.
amaya_c at 2007-03-10 01:24 (UTC) (Link)
"Kiddo, that'll be no problem. Before I was banished, someone I love very much asked me to be his eyes, once. I've never tried it with dancing, but I think we can stumble along togethor." She paused before leading her new partner out.

It was a blessedly slow waltz. She helped him with his hands, and then adjusted hers, before leading him through the steps, first at half speed, then adjusting to normal. He was incredibly graceful, elegant and poised. "Don't worry," Amaya eventually breathed as they both relaxed. "You're doing well."

The beats of the music wound around the pair, until finally the piece wound down to a soft and heart-wrenching chord progression. "Beautiful piece, isn't it? I heard it once, back in Faerie. They say that it's the most elegant piece ever composed." She didn't remove her hands from his waist. "Will you concede to be my partner for the evening?" She asked almost suddenly. "I think I like you a lot, munchkin, and I think I could learn a lot from you. Of course, you can also call me crazy. So what's your call?"
prince_theo at 2007-03-10 19:19 (UTC) (Link)
He felt the embarrassed heat in his cheeks again during the entire dance. All the while he felt silly and so very small out of the dance floor. Lessons had been established by his mother when he was a little younger but it still never helped the fact that he felt so clumsily when trying to do things like this.

Everything felt like a warm whirl of black. Music was tingling his ears as the heat from the excitement and the other people made him feel a little dizzy. Theodore was not used to such things and his siblings would have pulled him out of this long ago, wouldn’t they?

When the song slowed Theodore took a slow breath in and tried to calm him head. Perhaps he just wasn’t built for this sort of thing. Everything was making him feel weak. But her words a little nicknames kept making him smile that boyish smile of his. “The music really is moving.” He muttered, lifting his head to the sound, “Like it feels what we are feeling.”

At her last questions he wasn’t sure how to answer completely. “Of course.” He said gently, smiling, “I just pray I can hold out with all of this. Whew.”
amaya_c at 2007-03-11 01:57 (UTC) (Link)
Amaya leaned forward, and placed a cool hands on his cheeks. "Hey," she said softly. "Teddy, are you okay?" Supporting him, she gently led him off the dance floor. Hoping that he could sense the smile in her voice, she quietly reassured him, "You really did well out there, even if you probably don't do it too often."

The great lummox joined them again, looking concerned that his charge seemed a little sick. Amaya waved him away, leading Teddy to an empty chair and pressing a cup of mint water into his hand. "Breathe, and then we'll try to dance some more, okay?" Amaya wasn't sure why she was pressing this kid so hard, but it had something to do with the kindness and bravery that shone from his face.

"You really are something," Amaya muttered, almost to low to hear. She recalled his earlier comment, and placed a hand against his forehead. "And I think that's a core idea of music. To express what you can't with words. It's a nice idea isn't it? Love, loss, sweetness and anger...all tangled up with a side helping of induviduality that can't be replaced. It's why I love playing piano so often."

Seized by the moment once more, Amaya began to speak almost before she knew what she wanted to say. "Maybe if I do come to visit, I can help you play piano. I'm sure that your family would appreciate it, especially your sister." Amaya let a warm smile seep into her voice once more. "Again, it's up to you. But because piano is about hearing, not seeing...maybe you'll enjoy it." Anxiety replaced the warmth. "I mean, I hope you don't think that I'm presumtuous or anything, I mean I've just met you and I'm- You know what? I think I'm just going to stop talking and let you speak."
prince_theo at 2007-03-11 06:30 (UTC) (Link)
“Sorry, I am not that inclined to so much excitement.”

Theodore blushed again as he became lost for words. So many times he wondered how to classify music and what it all meant. “Music is sometimes the only way I can see the world.” He said gently. The little prince felt embarrassed saying such a thing. It was usually something he kept for speaking with Floretta only.

When his attendant commented on him leaving the party shortly he raised his hand in a dismissive gesture. Although weak Theodore had yet to pay his respects to the party hostess and to greet his mother. He was enjoying his time with Lady Amaya.

He sipped at his water before handing it to his attendant. Gently he reached out for her hand and clasped it in both of his. “It would be very special to me if you helped me learn piano, Lady Amaya. I’m in your debt for your kindness.”

Albeit so young, Theodore sometimes spoke like a wise adult. “I like hearing you speak, nicknames and all. I can tell you are a very strong woman.”
amaya_c at 2007-03-11 14:13 (UTC) (Link)
Amaya felt a strong blush rise in her cheeks. This time she gave into the urge to hug him. "You really are sweet," she whispered into his ears. Pulling back, she adjusted his costume's ears. "But one thing. You're not in my debt, kiddo. You don't ever have to worry about that. Friends do things for eachother because they care to much to do otherwise. Oh, and thank you very much for the compliment." She chuckled. "I like to think that I've learned a thing or two in all my years. Of course, I think we all sometimes feel like we've learned nothing at all, ne? I think that's one of the reasons that music is so amazing. You sit back and listen, and it's just incredible that something human, or elvish, or fae ever created it, when it seems like it should have been from the Gods."

She paused. "If you take strength from music Teddy, I don't think it will be possible for you to ever feel down."
Queen Camilla
camilla_g at 2007-03-11 03:19 (UTC) (Link)
Camilla smiled gently as her blue eyes peered up at the manor behind her glasses. The windows were little signs of life in the forest that surrounded the manor and as one neared the giant edifice, the sounds of laughter and music only contributed to the warm feeling it gave off. "Do you have the gift, Charles?" Camilla asked. Her attendant nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty," he said, indicating to the wrapped box in his hand. "Good." She smiled and the attendant raised the ring that rested between the bronze lion's mouth, slamming it against the door.

It opened slowly, the butler immediately standing straight when he saw who it was. "Y-Your Majesty," he stuttered, bowing lowly. She chuckled, waving it off. "Good evening," she replied. The butler then stood and stepped aside. He banged the floor with his staff. "Madame La Reine!" he shouted. Immediately, the noise and music died down as Camilla stepped inside. The guests bowed in unison. She looked pretty stunning in her costume.
edward_l at 2007-03-11 03:31 (UTC) (Link)
One man was quicker to rise than the rest of the party (Though Kip had been the last to bow, not knowing the queen had arrived until Ana had forced him into the formality), easily sweeping through the shadows towards the new arrival so that no one would notice his haste, or what would be considered impudent behavior of a servant. "My dear queen," Edward said once he had reached her side, bowing slightly again as he kissed the ring with the royal sigil upon it, though some of his lips rested upon her glove.

Though he and Camilla were no longer lovers, and he was happy with Andrea, it was always a pleasure to see the queen again, and also to engage in their suggestive and wry banter.
Queen Camilla
camilla_g at 2007-03-11 03:50 (UTC) (Link)
As Camilla looked around the ballroom, the party having resumed its informality, she felt someone grasp her hand. She looked to her side and smirked, seeing Edward kiss her hand gently. "Ah, Edward," she said softly. "How nice to see you again. Your costume..." Her eyes darted downward. "I see." Her voice echoed her amusement.
Raelin Wyatt
raelin_w at 2007-03-11 23:33 (UTC) (Link)
For her costume, she was going back to her root. Sorta. She wasn't exactly born in Chikyuu, but she certainly came from it.

She chose to be a traditional assassins of Chikyuu. The ones more often seen in Chikyuu-jin plays nowadays. Her hair was tied back into a low ponytail. Her black leather chest plate covered the upper part of her body and fingerless black gloves on her hand. Over her shoulders was a majestic dark cloak and at her hip was a not fake sword to complete her costume.

Rae stood in one of the dark corners of the room. She found gatherings like these boring. It was certainly not her thing. But it was Kip's birthday and he was her old friend and rival, so she sorta found it necessary to come. Besides, she needed to give Kip his birthday present after all.
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