The Masquerade Ball Begins

[stagecontroller]

Who: William Shakespeare and EVERYONE
Where: His playboy Mansion
When: Friday 16th
Summary: Shakespeare organized a Masquerade Ball.
Rating: PG



[ Shakespeare work hard and organized the best thing ever. Or at least he spent tons of money in this party. Soon the day arrived and everything was ready for this to be a night people would never be able to forget. HAHAHAHA THIS IS FUNNY CONSIDERING WHAT IT'S AWAITING FOR HIM

Okay, Miyu kinda fails to this quick things. I'm gonna work in the sub threads, excuse me. Also, feel free to make new ones and remember to put your tag here.

Please wait until I strike this text before replying ;w; GO WILD AND FEEL FREE TO MAKE PERSONAL THREADS AS WELL. ]

Comments

[ex_cashcow493]

You are right, Diarmuid. [ Bringing in the rose close to her chest, she smiles up at him. ] I rather not neglect the joy that comes with having one though.

[ With that, she'll bring up her left hand to his chest to brush away at petal or two that had stuck to his form. ]

Have I ever told you that I am blessed to have found an ally in you?

[croibhristeoir]

Arturia...

[For just a moment, he was at a loss for how to reply. She was being so open tonight, and while he was elated to see her so happy Diarmuid truly wasn't sure how to handle it. Least of all when she looked at him and said something like that. Being praised for being a knight, for doing what came naturally? That was unecessary. One may as well have been congratulated on breathing.]

[But being being praised as a worthwhile ally, to be reassured that his loyalty was appreciated...it was something he never received as a Servant, and something he would admit he selfishly desired to hear.]

[In response to her words he smiled and knelt down in front of her, taking her hand in both of his and pressing a light kiss to the back of it.]

It has been and will always be my honor to be at your side in every possible aspect. There is little that could possibly make me happier.

[ex_cashcow493]

It does my heart good to hear of your happiness, my knight.

[ With that, she knelt down before him in her white dress, caring little for any stains that may occur as she pulled her hand back with the intent of bringing his own two with it. Once close enough, she would dip her face in to plant a gentle kiss on each of his own hands. ]

I only wish to grant you the same.

[croibhristeoir]

I would find no greater happiness than in seeing you find yours.

[ex_cashcow493]

You are too kind to me, Diarmuid. [ Leaning in, she'll rest her head against his hands, enjoying the warmth between the two. ] Far too kind.

[croibhristeoir]

Only as kind as you deserve, my dear Arturia.

[ex_cashcow493]

Your dear Arturia... that sounds nice coming from you. [ She's definitely more open and expressive, nuzzling her face against his hands lovingly. She must have picked it up from the lion cubs and all. ] I like it.

[croibhristeoir]

Is that right...then I will have to use it more often, won't I?

[ex_cashcow493]

If you do not mind it terribly, then yes.

[croibhristeoir]

I could never mind anything that made you smile in such a way.

[ex_cashcow493]

[ Tilting her head so she can look up towards him, she rests a cheek against both of his hands, smiling still. ]

This week has been wonderful. Thank you.

[croibhristeoir]

If you have enjoyed yourself, I consider that a great personal triumph.

[ex_cashcow493]

I have! I never thought life could be this good.

[croibhristeoir]

I am truly happy that you've enjoyed yourself. Anytime you should wish, we can always do it again.

[ex_cashcow493]

A shame we could not do so every single day.

[ Because then they would have to fall in love and ignore everyone else in the world after all. ]

Although I would not object to such. [ Not right now at least. ] Should you decide to do that.

[croibhristeoir]

If nothing else, I would be honored to have a little more time in which we could focus less on our responsibilities here and more on each other.

[ex_cashcow493]

Well... you have my full attention right now, Diarmuid. [ With a gentle nuzzle against his hands, she'll finally lift her head and let go of them. ] What would you ask of me?

[croibhristeoir]

...

[He paused at that, more hesitation than contemplating the question. He knew what he wanted, but...no, to ask that of her was unthinkable.]

[ex_cashcow493]

Diarmuid? There is something you would ask of me, is there not? [ She picked up on that quick. ] Come now, it is just the two of us. Let me hear it.

[croibhristeoir]

I...Arturia, I...it's incredibly selfish of me, and I worry it would be seen as unforgivably crossing over acceptable boundaries, but...

[ex_cashcow493]

But what? [ Her spirits are high and she's in an affectionate mood as she leans in closer, her voice lowering. ] You can trust me, can you not? Ask anything of me you will, my knight.

[croibhristeoir]

...

[He couldn't stand it. This was wrong, it was wrong on so many levels in so many ways but...but he so desperately wanted to be selfish just for this one moment. Seeing her smiling and so at ease, Diarmuid simply couldn't stand it. Just once, that was all he wanted.]

I'm...sorry. Please, don't hate me for this.

[He hesitated only a second longer before closing the distance between them and pressing a light kiss to her cheek, then immediately pulling back and staring at the ground as if expecting the blade of an executioner to descend immediately.]

[ex_cashcow493]

[ A kiss on the cheek wasn't too startling to a king. After all, during her time, such a thing was a form of respect. When she sees his gaze fall to the ground, that only makes her place her gloved hands against the earth as she leans over.

There, he'll have a kiss in return on his left cheek, Saber smiling brightly at him. ]

Why would I hate you for such a honor, Diarmuid? [ If there was affection placed behind his actions, it was lost on the girl. ]

[croibhristeoir]

[Gods above, she'd missed the point. Missed it utterly and completely, all because at the last possible second he had been too much of a coward to do things properly.]

I don't...I don't know.

[It was better this way. It was better she didn't realize, better things stayed as they were. Better she should remain with Shirou Emiya, and he remained with his beloved wife...that he felt like he barely knew anymore.]

[No, it was better this way. So why...why did it hurt so much? Why, as he stared intently at the ground, did it seem like his vision was blurring? It must have been his imagination, because he surely wasn't going to break in front of her of all people.]

[ex_cashcow493]

Diarmuid?

[ There's fear and concern in her voice as she brings those hands up to her face, tugging the dirtied glove off with her teeth. The strong scent of grass doesn't bother her even this close to her nostrils and the small amount of dirt that sticks to her moist lips doesn't seem to inconvenience her as much as the situation before her.

Once her hands were free and bare of dirtied gloves, she brings them to his face. Slender fingers stroke at the corner of his eyes to try to catch those tears before they could fall. ]

Diarmuid... I am afraid I offended you somehow without meaning to. [ An easy confession as she holds onto his face gently, but firmly. ] Please do not cry because of me. I am no good with communicating with others and if I have upset you, then please accept my apologies. If you wish for me to leave, I can do that as well. Just please... please do not cry.