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| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>It might've been raining in Firmament tonight, but this far out rain was not even a slight concern. At least yet. For now, the sun was only starting to set, painting the canvas on the sky with the little sparkly bits of moon remnants. The party had only just begun out in the estate's garden, with buffet tables set up under the roofing along the sides. |
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| + | The guests that had already arrived were mingling, many of them Solacious ilk by the looks of things, and a few nobles from other families there to make an appearance. And because they had the time to run off to the mountain for a party. They weren't the only ones, though, as a number of most-likely-not nobles were milling about, as well. A band was playing on the top of the steps leading into the castle, providing a low, ambient tune for the mellow evening.<br> <br>Natska smiles happily as she sips on a glass of chilled cider, the jaguar staying close to Cassidy. She is wearing a light, blue sundress over her swimwear, and seeing to her duties as hostess, cheerfully greeting people as they arrive and making sure everyone has what they need to be happy and enjoy the night.<br> <br>Zuri steps up, the jovial salamander tailwagging happily as he stands in line waiting to be admitted. He's dressed smartly tonight, a well tailored tailcoat, pinstripe pattern, dark grey to complement his exotic coloration. He peers around, hoping to see some of his friends.<br> <br>Rokarion follows after Zuri, the plant being is dressed in his courtier garb as he stands next to Zuri, gaze more stern and gait more prim and proper, "I hope you will have fun here." the plant being idly comments, now a noticeable Cliffside accent in his voice. <br> <br> The mute nurse shark arrives, wearing a black shirt with silver embroidery sized for a larger being. She has it belted about her waist, so it instead looks quite like a dress on her. She is wearing a simple bandeau and swim shorts underneath. She smiles as she looks around, walking over to the hosts and waving a bit. <A pleasure to make it out. I am myself sad that the rain does not come out this far, but it is better for the swimming.> She signs. Her ears perk a bit as she hears the Cliffside accent, curious.<br> <br>Bazalt Blinks as he walks in looking around slowly. He was dressed normally! weapons and all! And THERE WAS A POOL! HE notes to keep as far away from it as possible as he looks around nervously, no doubt he's stick out if not for his clothing then for his weapons.. and to amke it worse he was a shadow..He just gulps. "oh.... why did I come?" He mumbles to himself as he just looks around..<br> <br>Selena yawns quietly, the canine making her way onto the premises in an outit clearly not suited to swimming - unless getting her usual attire wet was on the agenda for the day. "Quite the crowd here today..." She muses, making her way around the periphery, noting the number of unfamiliar faces around the area.<br> <br>Hartford stumps his way into the hall wearing a rather stunning pair of tight red swimming trunks (In the Creator style, he is told). The effect is rather remarkable against his blue and white, skunk striped fur. The reindeer guard takes a quick scan of the room, then steps to one side. "All clear Mister Brutus, Sir," he announces.<br> <br>Party? Nobility? Free food and drink? It'd be a bigger surprise to not see Brutus here. Not to mention, at six and a half feet and 400 pounds he was pretty hard to miss, between the routine thumping of his cane and the large silk robe and light, baggy trousers he had purchased during the Longtech sojourn to Shralesta--while these loose, breathable garments had kept him cool during a damnably hot summer, they failed to make him appear any less...voluminous. | ||
| + | "I do appreciate your circumspection, dear Hartford, but I sincerely doubt any harm would befall me. The threat of scandal at her doorstep should be enough for Lady Solacious to keep this party safe," the large nobleskunk gently reprimands Hartford. Honestly, he was worried this big show of keeping him safe would only draw further attention. Tucking the cane beneath his arm and hoisting the pant-legs up by the hips so as not to tread on the hem, Brutus wades into the crowd, ready and willing to mingle, carouse, and partake of some free delicacies.<br> <br>Jera makes his way into the hallway. He wears an unusual swim suit for a male with a thick-cut covering around his chest. Too much time spent as a female influencing his wardrobe, perhaps. The dull white stands out against his fur rather well, matching his color scheme. He's surprised by how crowded the occasion is, but waves to all his friends nontheless.<br> <br>Cassidy leans against Natska, grinning happily as the guests make their way in. "Goodness, this is more than I was expecting! I hope I've got enough food!" she says, before nodding at Cirra's approach. "And I did not expect to see you, Cirra! Thank you for coming, I am pleased to see that you were able to make it! And the rain comes out here -sometimes- but usually just when it blows in from Firmament. No, today the water has had time to bake in the sun, and is only just now starting to cool again with the evening! It should be a fantastic temperature." | ||
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| + | Rokarion and Zuri are premitted through without any fuss, the tailcoat and tophat clad butler at the gate complementing the salamander on his own coat as he waves them through. Cirra isn't the only one to have noticed to have noticed the Cliffside accent, it seems, when the jasmine gets a nod of greeting from a dapperly dressed wolf sipping on a glass of wine. Too well dressed to be a commoner, but definitely no Solacious fox. | ||
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| + | "To have a reason to break routine and enjoy the summer evenings while we have them?" Comes a feminine voice directed at Bazalt, the source of which is a serpenting woman leaning against one of the pillars apart from the crowd. "I imagine that is why most of us are here." | ||
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| + | Cassidy gives a happy wave towards Selena and Jera, grinning again. "And hello, you two! Nice to see you out here! Our 'little' party here is all the greater for your presence! And Brutus, Hartford! You two, too? Great! Please, enjoy what is provided! I am sure there will be something, or someone, here to interest -almost- everyone. Except maybe Sven. It might be a little -too- low key for him," she says with a gentle laugh. "But I assure you that everything is safe here!"<br> <br>Natska grins happily, her ears perked as she gets to greet her friends. "Some crowd, certainly," she comments. "I like the outfit, Jera, it looks great. How are you doing? It has been far too long since we saw you. Since we saw a lot of people; things have been so quiet lately."<br> <br>Zuri briefly detaches from Rokarion to go explore, the salamander moving toards the center of the open area to check out the premises, and keeping an eye out for any beings he might recognize. The salamander slowly circles around, trying to mingle with the crowd.<br> <br>Rokarion stepped inside, the plant being was dressed in a white, frilly shirt with a white cravat around his neck topped with a light grey waistcoat, and finally a dark green frock coat as the outermost layer. It was a stark contrast to his usual humble outfit. Rokarion nods his head at Cassidy and Natska, "Grettings, ladies Solacious. A pleasure coming here." After greeting his associates, Rokarion turns around and nods at the wolf in turn before turning around back to Cassidy, "A friend of yours?" he asks. | ||
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Log
It might've been raining in Firmament tonight, but this far out rain was not even a slight concern. At least yet. For now, the sun was only starting to set, painting the canvas on the sky with the little sparkly bits of moon remnants. The party had only just begun out in the estate's garden, with buffet tables set up under the roofing along the sides.
The guests that had already arrived were mingling, many of them Solacious ilk by the looks of things, and a few nobles from other families there to make an appearance. And because they had the time to run off to the mountain for a party. They weren't the only ones, though, as a number of most-likely-not nobles were milling about, as well. A band was playing on the top of the steps leading into the castle, providing a low, ambient tune for the mellow evening.
Natska smiles happily as she sips on a glass of chilled cider, the jaguar staying close to Cassidy. She is wearing a light, blue sundress over her swimwear, and seeing to her duties as hostess, cheerfully greeting people as they arrive and making sure everyone has what they need to be happy and enjoy the night.
Zuri steps up, the jovial salamander tailwagging happily as he stands in line waiting to be admitted. He's dressed smartly tonight, a well tailored tailcoat, pinstripe pattern, dark grey to complement his exotic coloration. He peers around, hoping to see some of his friends.
Rokarion follows after Zuri, the plant being is dressed in his courtier garb as he stands next to Zuri, gaze more stern and gait more prim and proper, "I hope you will have fun here." the plant being idly comments, now a noticeable Cliffside accent in his voice.
The mute nurse shark arrives, wearing a black shirt with silver embroidery sized for a larger being. She has it belted about her waist, so it instead looks quite like a dress on her. She is wearing a simple bandeau and swim shorts underneath. She smiles as she looks around, walking over to the hosts and waving a bit. <A pleasure to make it out. I am myself sad that the rain does not come out this far, but it is better for the swimming.> She signs. Her ears perk a bit as she hears the Cliffside accent, curious.
Bazalt Blinks as he walks in looking around slowly. He was dressed normally! weapons and all! And THERE WAS A POOL! HE notes to keep as far away from it as possible as he looks around nervously, no doubt he's stick out if not for his clothing then for his weapons.. and to amke it worse he was a shadow..He just gulps. "oh.... why did I come?" He mumbles to himself as he just looks around..
Selena yawns quietly, the canine making her way onto the premises in an outit clearly not suited to swimming - unless getting her usual attire wet was on the agenda for the day. "Quite the crowd here today..." She muses, making her way around the periphery, noting the number of unfamiliar faces around the area.
Hartford stumps his way into the hall wearing a rather stunning pair of tight red swimming trunks (In the Creator style, he is told). The effect is rather remarkable against his blue and white, skunk striped fur. The reindeer guard takes a quick scan of the room, then steps to one side. "All clear Mister Brutus, Sir," he announces.
Party? Nobility? Free food and drink? It'd be a bigger surprise to not see Brutus here. Not to mention, at six and a half feet and 400 pounds he was pretty hard to miss, between the routine thumping of his cane and the large silk robe and light, baggy trousers he had purchased during the Longtech sojourn to Shralesta--while these loose, breathable garments had kept him cool during a damnably hot summer, they failed to make him appear any less...voluminous.
"I do appreciate your circumspection, dear Hartford, but I sincerely doubt any harm would befall me. The threat of scandal at her doorstep should be enough for Lady Solacious to keep this party safe," the large nobleskunk gently reprimands Hartford. Honestly, he was worried this big show of keeping him safe would only draw further attention. Tucking the cane beneath his arm and hoisting the pant-legs up by the hips so as not to tread on the hem, Brutus wades into the crowd, ready and willing to mingle, carouse, and partake of some free delicacies.
Jera makes his way into the hallway. He wears an unusual swim suit for a male with a thick-cut covering around his chest. Too much time spent as a female influencing his wardrobe, perhaps. The dull white stands out against his fur rather well, matching his color scheme. He's surprised by how crowded the occasion is, but waves to all his friends nontheless.
Cassidy leans against Natska, grinning happily as the guests make their way in. "Goodness, this is more than I was expecting! I hope I've got enough food!" she says, before nodding at Cirra's approach. "And I did not expect to see you, Cirra! Thank you for coming, I am pleased to see that you were able to make it! And the rain comes out here -sometimes- but usually just when it blows in from Firmament. No, today the water has had time to bake in the sun, and is only just now starting to cool again with the evening! It should be a fantastic temperature."
Rokarion and Zuri are premitted through without any fuss, the tailcoat and tophat clad butler at the gate complementing the salamander on his own coat as he waves them through. Cirra isn't the only one to have noticed to have noticed the Cliffside accent, it seems, when the jasmine gets a nod of greeting from a dapperly dressed wolf sipping on a glass of wine. Too well dressed to be a commoner, but definitely no Solacious fox.
"To have a reason to break routine and enjoy the summer evenings while we have them?" Comes a feminine voice directed at Bazalt, the source of which is a serpenting woman leaning against one of the pillars apart from the crowd. "I imagine that is why most of us are here."
Cassidy gives a happy wave towards Selena and Jera, grinning again. "And hello, you two! Nice to see you out here! Our 'little' party here is all the greater for your presence! And Brutus, Hartford! You two, too? Great! Please, enjoy what is provided! I am sure there will be something, or someone, here to interest -almost- everyone. Except maybe Sven. It might be a little -too- low key for him," she says with a gentle laugh. "But I assure you that everything is safe here!"
Natska grins happily, her ears perked as she gets to greet her friends. "Some crowd, certainly," she comments. "I like the outfit, Jera, it looks great. How are you doing? It has been far too long since we saw you. Since we saw a lot of people; things have been so quiet lately."
Zuri briefly detaches from Rokarion to go explore, the salamander moving toards the center of the open area to check out the premises, and keeping an eye out for any beings he might recognize. The salamander slowly circles around, trying to mingle with the crowd.
Rokarion stepped inside, the plant being was dressed in a white, frilly shirt with a white cravat around his neck topped with a light grey waistcoat, and finally a dark green frock coat as the outermost layer. It was a stark contrast to his usual humble outfit. Rokarion nods his head at Cassidy and Natska, "Grettings, ladies Solacious. A pleasure coming here." After greeting his associates, Rokarion turns around and nods at the wolf in turn before turning around back to Cassidy, "A friend of yours?" he asks.
