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. ]

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[greyerrant]

They are enjoyable AND infuriating. [ And then she provokes him. ]



I shall show you what sort of man I am.

[ He reaches out, taking her by the waist and shoulder, and pulls her almost-roughly to his chest, leaning down to kiss her almost ferociously, and a little awkwardly on the lips, his nose bumping into hers with a surprised grunt. He holds her for a long moment, obviously awkward with a woman in his hands, and even more obviously clumsy with his first kiss. ]

[golden_witch]

[Before she can make another snide comment, she'll be roughly tugged against his body and into one of the most feverish, hungry kisses she has ever been party to. Certainly there was no elegance in his embrace, but such a longing was conveyed quite clearly. After she had recovered from the initial shock, she had to admit it was oddly charming. She knew he was attracted to her, but not enough to be so forward. The thought itself gave a feminine warmth to her cheeks.]

A..Ah~ My apologies for doubting you earlier.
However, this is exactly what I mean by taking pleasure for yourself.~

[greyerrant]

[ He looks down at her, eyes seeming like burned, sifted ash, still smouldering somehow. ]

It was improper of me, and for that I apologize, I am sworn only to the bonds of brotherhood, and you...

....

You make me impulsive, where I am reserved. That is infuriating. I am to be steadfast, not confused.

[golden_witch]

[She'll take the moment to cup his chin, using her thumb to wipe a smear of her gloss from his lips.]

There's really no need to apologize. You were rough with me but it isn't like I'll break so easily.

Let's be honest, here. If I'm steadily leading you down a path of ruin and my presence makes you a monster, all you need do is tell me so. I won't haunt you.

But if you can admit to yourself and me that the kiss you just stole made you feel alive; that that race of impulsiveness momentarily killed your confusion, then I'll forgive you wholeheartedly and absolve your conscience.

So, which will it be~?

[greyerrant]

[ He is quiet for a long time, and will reach out to her again, far more gently, and just pull her to be held against his chest. ]

It made me feel alive, yes. It was beyond duty or hope. .... And it was the strangest thing. I felt fear. It wasn't like a foe or a battle, I feel nothing but a desire for victory in such circumstances. I just do not want to be disloyal to my duty, and I wonder if by reaching out to you....

But it did make me feel alive. It was a pleasant experience.

[golden_witch]

[She'll relent to his embrace, curling to his chest and seemingly enjoying the warmth she found there.]

Then all is forgiven.

There is a part of me which relishes in your emotional freedom. I want you to feel what you've missed and to realize that you've missed it.

I've shown you what it means to live, to fear, to seek pleasure. All things you stated you discarded.

I feel quite accomplished to be perfectly honest.~

[greyerrant]

[ Garviel looks very unsettled, and then scowls. ]

I would advise you not to try to tempt me from my duty, though. These games may serve you now but I would not react well to such things.

[golden_witch]

[She'll take this time to trace some little nothing on his chest to amuse herself.]

Have I not already done so~? I personally believe you've reacted splendidly.~

[greyerrant]

You have not. For I am human here, not astartes. The Army is allowed time to spend with women, war permitting. As a human I can probably allow myself that much.

[golden_witch]

[With that comment, she'll pull away from his grasp looking a bit indignant.]

If that is the case, then I suggest you find some. I grow weary of coming second to your sense of honor.

[greyerrant]

[ He glares at her. ]

What would I be without honor and duty? They are my life.

[golden_witch]

There is more to life than the abstract, Garviel.

When you learn that, come and find me.

[greyerrant]

I....

[ He doesn't know what to say. He just looks at Beatrice, somewhere between frustrated and confused, with maybe a bit of hurt in there. ]