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Post by The Emcee on Jun 15, 2007 14:32:09 GMT -5
*Parisa slipped inside, glancing around hopefully and wondering if there was anybody she knew here.* *Lucien walked over to Parisa and grinned, knowing that she wouldn't make a scene with her mother in the room* "May I have this dance?"
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Post by Richard on Jun 15, 2007 14:32:12 GMT -5
Richard really rather despised even being at the ball. He wasn't much of one for parties to begin with, and a party with vampires... well, to be totally honest, he would rather have been dragged from his horse and bludgeoned to death all over again.
It wasn't that he thought they were particularly immoral as a group- there were scads of them nowadays sticking to cows' blood and insisting they had souls. It was more that they simply were Not Our Sort of People, Old Chap. Vampires made Richard want to take them by the shoulders and shout "JUST DIE ALREADY! THERE'S NO SHAME IN BEING A GHOST! IT'S THE NATURAL PROGRESSION OF THINGS!"
In the meantime, however, neither Dracula, nor that red-haired harlot, nor any other fanged personage seemed to be in sight, so Richard merely accepted a small sausage wrapped in phyllo pastry and tried to affect looking at least mildly entertained.
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Post by Richard on Jun 15, 2007 14:33:08 GMT -5
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Post by Renn on Jun 15, 2007 14:34:25 GMT -5
"You're not much of a party person either," *Renn said, appearing next to him, and picked up a sausage.*
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Post by Macheath on Jun 15, 2007 14:35:22 GMT -5
*After about ten drinks, Macheath climbed onto one of the smaller tables*
Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome! Fremde, etranger, stranger. Gluklich zu sehen, je suis enchante, Happy to see you, bleibe, reste, stay.
Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome Im Cabaret, au Cabaret, to Cabaret
*Takes his coat off one shoulder*
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Post by Polly Peachum on Jun 15, 2007 14:37:47 GMT -5
Polly knew she ought to be ashamed of him, but wasn't this half the fun of being upper-class now- making a fool of oneself and not caring. So, she merely hopped up and down, applauding, a little worse for the drink herself.
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Post by Renn on Jun 15, 2007 14:39:00 GMT -5
*Renn stared at Macheath, momentarily distracted from the king that she had spoken to.*
Jesus Christ on a pogo stick. I am proud to have slept with him.
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Post by Macheath on Jun 15, 2007 14:39:36 GMT -5
*Seeing his wife, Macheath extended his hand to her*
"Come on up with me, Polly!"
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Post by Richard on Jun 15, 2007 14:39:55 GMT -5
"You're not much of a party person either," *Renn said, appearing next to him, and picked up a sausage.* Richard looked up. "Hmm? Oh, right. No. Bored out of my mind." After a moment, he added, quite awkwardly, "These sausages are good, though."
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Post by Renn on Jun 15, 2007 14:43:07 GMT -5
Renn nodded.
"I'm not much of a meat eater, but yeah. Pretty good."
*Renn tipped her hat to him, clearly elated for an excuse to wear such an obnoxious tophat. She offered her hand.*
"I'm Renn."
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Post by Toby on Jun 15, 2007 14:48:12 GMT -5
*Toby had somehow wandered in here*
"Love your beggar costume!" *someone said*
"But I'm not..."
*The person was gone before Toby could explain that he wasn't wearing a costume. Sighing, he picked up a mask from one of the servants*
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Post by Richard on Jun 15, 2007 14:48:50 GMT -5
"Richard."
He wasn't going to give her the whole spiel; he wasn't in the mood. He also felt decidedly unmajestic, having lost a good deal of needed weight in the last several weeks and therefore feeling as though he were swimming in his robes.
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Post by Renn on Jun 15, 2007 15:00:49 GMT -5
*She grinned obliviously, annoyingly cheerful.*
"Nice to meet you. My dad's name is Richard!"
Damn, he looks like hell.
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Post by Richard on Jun 15, 2007 15:04:19 GMT -5
"Mine as well," said Richard. "Actually, so was my grandfather. And one of my nephews. And my father-in-law."
He paused, staring into space.
"My family never was bright about naming their children."
((Insert "Larry" joke here.))
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Post by Renn on Jun 15, 2007 15:07:08 GMT -5
"Nice," *she said laughing.*
"My family has a similar problem- all the girls seem to be named Laura."
*She smiled*
"Whatcha doing here if you don't like parties?"
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