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route_10652012-02-18 07:53 am
her_mouse_jesty) wrote in route_10652012-02-18 07:53 am
Valentine's Masquerade
Who: Minnie, Saber, and anyone who wants to join the party!
Where: Goldenrod.
When: Forward dated to 20th,with apologies for earliness, Afternoon to Night.
Summary: The girls are holding a Masquerade to finish off the feel of good vibes and loving sentiment. A chance to build CR, since they've offered to Fly in anyone for the day!
Rating: G, will change if needed.
Log:
With the last of the Pokemon singing vibes wafting their way out, there’s still a chance to have a fairly normal time here in Goldenrod. The Valentine’s Masquerade has been prepared, and the beautiful hostesses are ready to attend to their guests need. They rented out a small, one floor building for their needs, and it has been lavishly decorated in white frills, pink and red hearts, and the occasional cupid.
There’s more than enough room on the dance floor, as elegant ballroom music plays, courtesy of those nice folks at the Radio Tower. For those who are not exactly ready for the ballroom blitz, there are paper footprints on the floor to help you around if you’d like a waltz or foxtrot.
Some tables have been set up if you want a break from dancing. The first is a table for cards and masks – this is a masquerade after all! You can cut up your own from paper for cards, and paint your own choice of colors for the soft mask molds. There is glitter, feathers, glue, beads, fake jewelry, everything you’d need to create a pretty disguise and express how you feel in the written word.
A second table is full on banquet of Valentines sweets. A chocolate fountain has been set up, along with several dipping choices – fruits and extra candy, naturally. There are handmade chocolates there as well – milk, dark, white, full of peanuts, almonds, etc – but for those of you who can’t stand chocolate anymore, there is plenty of fresh cut up fruit to snack on. There’s also a large punch bowl for the thirsty, but you will get a nasty finger wagging at if you spike it.
Off in the corner, many books of poetry are piled up. Granted, they are mostly about Pokemon, but it’s the thought that counts. There’s also a stool and microphone set if you’d like to read your own creations, or perhaps croon to your sweetheart.
Please don’t tag until this sentence has a line through it.
Where: Goldenrod.
When: Forward dated to 20th,with apologies for earliness, Afternoon to Night.
Summary: The girls are holding a Masquerade to finish off the feel of good vibes and loving sentiment. A chance to build CR, since they've offered to Fly in anyone for the day!
Rating: G, will change if needed.
Log:
With the last of the Pokemon singing vibes wafting their way out, there’s still a chance to have a fairly normal time here in Goldenrod. The Valentine’s Masquerade has been prepared, and the beautiful hostesses are ready to attend to their guests need. They rented out a small, one floor building for their needs, and it has been lavishly decorated in white frills, pink and red hearts, and the occasional cupid.
There’s more than enough room on the dance floor, as elegant ballroom music plays, courtesy of those nice folks at the Radio Tower. For those who are not exactly ready for the ballroom blitz, there are paper footprints on the floor to help you around if you’d like a waltz or foxtrot.
Some tables have been set up if you want a break from dancing. The first is a table for cards and masks – this is a masquerade after all! You can cut up your own from paper for cards, and paint your own choice of colors for the soft mask molds. There is glitter, feathers, glue, beads, fake jewelry, everything you’d need to create a pretty disguise and express how you feel in the written word.
A second table is full on banquet of Valentines sweets. A chocolate fountain has been set up, along with several dipping choices – fruits and extra candy, naturally. There are handmade chocolates there as well – milk, dark, white, full of peanuts, almonds, etc – but for those of you who can’t stand chocolate anymore, there is plenty of fresh cut up fruit to snack on. There’s also a large punch bowl for the thirsty, but you will get a nasty finger wagging at if you spike it.
Off in the corner, many books of poetry are piled up. Granted, they are mostly about Pokemon, but it’s the thought that counts. There’s also a stool and microphone set if you’d like to read your own creations, or perhaps croon to your sweetheart.
Please don’t tag until this sentence has a line through it.
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[...Not that he hasn't considered it. But details.]
Miss Altava, Kimblee?
[Of course he recognizes the name. It would be rather difficult not to after that fiasco on the fourteenth.]
I wasn't aware you were meeting her here.
[It's possible it was just a coincidence; that they just ran into each other here on accident. He isn't stupid or naive enough to believe that. It's a masquerade, what are the odds of them finding each other? Given their appearances they wouldn't have recognized each other right away anyway. He doesn't like the conclusions he's drawing.]
You failed to mention your date and you've been out for quite some time. Just when were you planning on returning?
[To be perfectly blunt, he's beginning to suspect "tomorrow" is the correct answer.]
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I wasn't aware that I had to report the details of my evening to you, nor did I realize that I had a curfew. The way you're behaving, I'm surprised that I didn't have to request your permission and have you sign forms in triplicate before I could attend.
[His tone of voice is still detached, almost unnaturally so; that tension in his posture hasn't released any, but he doesn't seem openly annoyed, either.]
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[...Granted, this Kimblee is different than the one he knew back home and he's pretty sure this one will lie to him, but still Archer likes to think he knows Kimblee better than anyone else. Their relationship is built on mutual trust, after all.]
Come on, we're going back to the base.
[He turns to leave but Alekhine doesn't move from his spot; the Alakazam can sense the tension and is prepared to jump in to defend his trainer if worse comes to worse. He's been a little tense since that incident with the Electrode.]
Come on.
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[His gaze, however, is focused on the Alakazam, not Archer; he's fully aware that Archer's Pokémon are trained to attack humans. While he fully believes that Archer normally wouldn't order any sort of attack on him, he knows rather well just how unpredictable people can become when angered - and it's very clear that Archer is furious.]
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...Kimblee.
[Archer turns then, folding his arms immediately and clenching his hands in the uniform's sleeves. He can't seem to settle on an expression and goes from looking pissed to smirking awkward and back again. He's trying to keep calm. It really isn't working. He knows better than to make a scene in public.]
You've been trying my patience for several days now. Your infatuation - is that what you're considering it? - with this girl has gone on long enough. We're returning to the base.
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And how many times must I cater to your paranoia and reassure you that I have no interest in pursuing Miss Altava? You have no right to tell me what I can and can't do, or how I spend my time. If you would like to return, I have no intention of stopping you, but I see no reason to cut my own night short.
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[He's willing to write off what happened on the fourteenth as a horrible outcome due to... whatever was in the water that day. He certainly wasn't acting normal, so it's a logical assumption that Kimblee's actions weren't exactly normal either. Besides, Kimblee gave him something; clearly he cares!]
[But this? This is crossing some invisible line Archer didn't realize existed.]
It's already late. I'm sure she won't mind. Does she know you're not interested in her? If not, you're leading her on. Do you really want to do that, Kimblee?
[Okay, hold on. His voice is escalating here and he doesn't need this to turn into a shrieking fit.]
We're supposed to be partners, Kimblee. How am I supposed to trust that you won't lie to me and run off with someone else if you're willing to do it now? Who's to say you won't stab me in the back when I need your assistance? You're returning to the base with me. Now.
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[Kimblee's voice isn't rising along with Archer's; if anything, it's going in the opposite direction entirely - he's becoming cold and quiet, the ice beneath his words is only rivaled by that in his gaze.]
As it stands, I've hardly "run off" with her - I'm exactly where I said I was going to be when I left earlier this evening. You have no right to claim that I'm stabbing you in the back, nor do you have any reason to believe I will; I would suggest that you retract that statement if you know what's good for you.
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[He doesn't normally have much of an issue with homophobia. It's almost commonplace from what he's seen. It doesn't seem to be an issue here. And then, of course, there's Kimblee. To be honest, he's not upset with Kimblee for saying it - he's just looking for a concrete reason to be pissed.]
[He's not sure why he's so irritated otherwise. He'll focus on this instead.]
This is entirely different and you know it! I don't spend my time with others leading them on! You failed to mention that you'd be meeting her here or that you'd be spending the evening with her. You know how I feel about her! You know I would prefer it if you never saw her again! But I've tried to be patient and understanding, Kimblee. I've tried. You're making it very difficult.
[...Sorry for the shrieking histrionics, but he's been holding back on them for far too long now.]
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This is the last time I intend to repeat myself, so I would suggest that you listen this time. I'm not leading anyone on. You have no right to dictate how I spend my time. Nor do you have any right to dictate with whom that time is spent.
Return to the base, if you intend to do so. I'll join you later. As far as I'm concerned, this discussion is over.
[He will just be turning to leave now, if you don't mind.]
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[If he had any less restraint he'd order Alekhine to attack. He genuinely does care about Kimblee and he wouldn't want to kill him. Attacking him outright would be stupid anyway; everything else Archer has with him is low-leveled and not suited for battle. If Kimblee has Carlisle with him then Archer's screwed. He can look at it logically and explain it away, but that doesn't quite quell the urge to hurt him.]
Fine! We'll discuss this later.
[If you don't return he will hunt you down and... probably not kill you because that would be kind of pointless. But he'll definitely find some way to hurt you at least!]
You had better return.
[That's stated in an undertone and for a moment Archer looks downright sulky before he turns on his heel to leave as well. Alekhine teleports away after him.]
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For the first time over the course of this entire discussion, he raises his voice - though it's more to be heard than because he's truly angry, there are some very audible tremors beneath his words; it's clear that whatever restraint he may have is very close to breaking.]
And if I don't?
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...You will.
[There's a strange note in his voice there - desperation? no, of course not - but Archer ignores it.]
Do you really want to test me, Kimblee?
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[...The fact that he can't actually bring himself to threaten Kimblee is really telling, isn't it.]
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1 / 2
[Oh.]
[Archer does turn at that and the expression of confusion is blatantly obvious for a moment.]
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You wouldn't.
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[He's smirking now; it's not a nice expression.]
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[Yes, that last one was nasty, ask him if he cares.]
No one.
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[Yes. Yes, that was rather nasty. And in response to that?
He laughs.]
Whether the world understands me or not is irrelevant; what matters is that I continue to survive. I'm not like you, Archer; I don't need to seek out anyone else who understands me. I'm content with the knowledge that the world has accepted me - that I live and die on my own terms.
Haven't I told you from the beginning? I work alone.
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...We'll discuss this later.
[He's still pissed as hell, but Archer does know how to choose his battles. If he keeps pushing, Kimblee will leave.]
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[He laughs again, the sound escaping him in jagged bursts. Uncontrolled.]
I think this will be just like everything else that goes wrong in your head, Archer. You're going to push it aside and pretend it didn't happen, and maybe if you ignore it enough, everything will go back to the way it was before. Won't it?
Unfortunately, it doesn't work that way, Archer. As content as you are to try to forget all of this, bear in mind that I never will.
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Of course you won't. I never said you would. We will discuss this later.
[That's a promise he intends to keep! But first he needs to figure out just what to say to explain himself. He's starting to get the feeling that he's been a tiny bit irrational here.]
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[The laughing seems to have calmed itself for now, but he's still shaking quite a bit.]
Go back to the base, Archer.
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