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Come ToThe Ball!-LP LOG

Whom:

Zolomon-Corporal,Archer,Runner of the LP

Olivia- Retired hare  of the Lp and wife to Varus

Varus- Major,Fighter in the LP

Felicity-Sargeant,Runner in the LP

Terrence-Sargeant,Fighter in the LP

Dominink-Fighter and Private in the LP

Gregorian-LT. and Blacksmith of the LP

Quinten-Gereral and Recorder in the LP

Ciocan-Badger Lord

Log:

The day is here! The day of the abll has arrived. Most of the hares are excited as they file into the dining hall, although some are less than enthused. They are clothed in their best civilian clothes (although some had to get theirs last-minute).   
There is lots of yummy food set out, and the room is decorated with fancy streamers and lanterns.   

Felicity slips in and hides near the back of the room, nervously smoothing down the front of her dress. It used to be her mother's, so the sleeves and the skirt may seem a little short, although it still looks very nice. The fabric is dark green with black embroidery around the sleeves, neckline, and the bottom of the skirt. She has a string of pearls around her neck in addition to her seashell necklaces, and there is a matching pearl bracelet on her left wrist. The green highly compliments her auburn fur.   
   
Zolomon walks in and grins. He is in a nice tunic type suit as he looks around and walks the rest of the way inside.   

Varus arrives, with utmost gravitas. He eschewed the call for civilian dress, instead wearing his best dress uniform, his myriad medals polished to a gleaming shine. The older buck is not alone, however! A slightly younger-looking doe, about a half foot shorter in height arrives with him, their arms linked. She's dressed in an expensive looking gown of pale blue, and her head is crowned with a wreath of flowers. Varus offers her a smile, before they are stopped by various other hares offering their well-wishes.   

Gregorian lurks somewhere near the back of the crowd, keeping out the way and waiting for everything to get started so it becomes acceptable to start drinking. He's made the slightest effort and at least trimmed his beard, dug out his nice clothes. They were a few years old now, no one had forced him to dress up nice out of uniform in a long time but he has the neat, uncomfortable, suit and a smart red waistcoat though if one looks closely it has tiny axes embroidered on it which was the only reason Greg liked it in the first place. Grace is busy off with the dibbuns, showing off her tiny dress with her friends.   
   
Walking into the room is the Badger Lord, dressed in civilian dress, or as close as he gets to civilian dress. A large blue greatcoat, pantaloons and very heavy boots and topped it off with a very large, very beautiful black hat with a large hawks feather tucked into it.   
He is accompanied by General Quinten, the older hare is dressed in a very dapper looking yellow frock-coat and matching wide brimmed yellow hat a cravae and long spats. He also has a walking cane and the pair of them pause in the door to let everyone get a good look at them before the Badger lord moves deeper into the room. Pausing to greet people, shaking hands, smiling, saying his good days and good evenings and hellos.   

Quinten however makes his way along the side of the room heading to get a drink and say his own hellos and let his lordship move through the crowds and say his hellos.   

   
Felicity spots the Badger Lord and relaxes slightly. She starts to walk over to him, but stops when Quinten walks by her. "Oh, 'llo, thah. You look dappah." The other hares greet the badger, and a small band in the corner starts up a cheerful tune.   

Zolomon is off to the side. He is likely waiting on someoene

Varus nods to younger and older hares alike. To the younger generation he introduces his wife, who doesn't frequent the mountain very often since her retirement. Varus strolls over to Felicity, and and he stops, with a smile. "Ah'm glad t' see y' here, wot. Would've 'ad t' make it an ordah, wot?" He chuckles, then gestures to Olivia. "Allow me t' introduce mah wife, Olivia. She knew yahr parents back in th' day." The white-furred doe nods. "I recall when y' were a leveret yourself..." She lacks the accent of her husband and son.
   
Gregorian glances over at the badger arrives and raises an eyebrow at the fanciness. On the one hand it's not like the badger lord had a uniform but it still looked weird to him. A small grunt and he looks around and spots Varus and co in the crowd. Olivia is spotted too. He spent a lot of time in the infirmary around losing his leg and then later for marrying a healer, he knows the old faces. He wanders over that way "Back for the special occasion? I hope he promised yah dancin'" he says to the older doe before nodding at Varus and Felicity.   

Quinten stops and sweeps his hat off and bows to Felicity, sweeping one leg and his walking stick to the side, "Why thank you Miss Felicity, I am doing my best to be on form," He offers his hand as the band starts up and flicks his ears up, "Can I invite you to join me for the first dance?"   

The general smiles and waits for Felicity's answer turning to bow to Varus and his wife Olivia, "Varus, Miss Olivia a pleasure to see you both, I am glad you could join us for this ball," he also turns as Gregorian approaches and inclines his head to them in greeting as well as he puts his hat back on, "Gregorian nice to see you, so Felicity shall we dance? The dance floor needs someone to break the ice and start dancing,"   

Ciocan meanwhile slows and stops near the edge of the dance floor, watching the band starting up then leaning down to talk to a hare next to him, nodding his head and smiling softly at them with a warm smile, chatting and pointing toward the dance floor, his lordship's foot starting to tap in time to the music.   

Felicity gets flustered at Olivia's comment. "Oh, um, really?" Then the General asks her to dance, and she takes his paw out of reflex. "Oh, uh, yeah, sure!" She smiles up at the Smith, then at the other 2 she was talking to as she lets herself be led away to the dance floor. "I 'ave t'admit I nevah really laehned much dancin'. I may step on y'toes..."
   
Zolomon has decided to sort of dance on the side, through he does stop and gets something to drink and nods "HAllo..." He will watch anyone else dance for now.   

Olivia huffs softly. "He'd better give me the dancing. I haven't been to a proper party in almost 10 seasons," she replies to Greg, before reaching up to give her husband's cheek a playful tweak. "He always says he's too busy for this sort of thing..." The older buck rolls his eyes. "Mah deah, 'ave I tol' you yet just 'ow ravishin' y' look tonight?" She sighs good-naturedly. "Now you're changin' the subject."   

Gregorian chuckles faintly as Felicity is stolen away for dancing and he nods at Zolomon before he looks back at the other pair "Yah couldn't pry him away from the uniform for the night though I see" another small chuckle and he looks back over the crowd of hares slowly taking to the dance floor or hanging about talking.   

Dominik had found himself occupied keeping his eye on the gathering of Dibbuns, and for the most part they had all seemingly been behaving quite well considering the circumstances. The large buck wasn't dressed any fancier than normal...he honestly hadn't had any fancy clothes, and likely couldn't borrow any due to none of them really fitting him at all. There are certain advantages and disadvantages to being as massive as he is, and finding clothing kinda hovers in between the two. Still, he remains near the back, looking a little uncomfortable, as he tries his best to keep an eye on his charges.   

Quinten dances, the tune being played is quite lively and energeitc but the older General has a step to his moves, a graceful curve and strut and sway and step step step as he moves back and forth, "So Felicity, how have things been? Enjoying life in the patrol I hope?"   

Ciocan meanwhile makes his way across to Varus & Olivia and their group, "Varus, it is nice to see you and Miss Olviia, how lovely that the pair of you could make it."   

Felicity just does her best to follow the General's moves. So far she hasn't stepped on his toes, so that's good. "Oh, aye, bein' a Runnah in th'Patrol was m'dream f'r m'whole life. Bein' a Sergeant, though...well, I'm glad t' 'ave been trusted wi'such responsibility. It's sometimes a bit ovahwhelmin', though, I 'ave t'say." She hasn't spotted Dom yet (how is that possible?), but when she can, she'll make sure to say hello to him. Julia has been showing off her dress, which is the same colour as that of her sister and her doll. It's just that the leveret and her toy have black lace at the wrists, neckline, and bottom hem. They also have black ribbons tied around the bases of their ears.   

Zolomon stays off to the side and sits down. He is asked to dance by a doe and shakes his head no and sips some ale.   

Varus harrumps at Greg's words. "Mah dress uniform is dressy enough, wot," he declares, and Olivia sighs again. "Well, it looks good on you, at least. That *is* what a dress uniform is for, after all." She smiles, then says to Gregorian, "You're getting around very well on that leg. I'm pleased to see that you are doin' so well..."
   
Then the doe nods to the Badger. "Lord Ciocan," she replies. "When I was last here Sebastian was still the Lord." Varus nods. "Aye, it was." He salutes, despite the occasion. "Glad t' see ya, Sah."   

Gregorian shrugs a shoulder at Varus "I've nevah had a dress uniform that didn't feel wildly uncomfortable. Granted this" he gestures at his smart clothes "isn't winnin' any prizes but I guess it's bettah" he smiles fainted at Olivia and nods once "As well as evah. Yah use anythin' for a few years though and yah'll get used tah it" he throws out a casual salute to the badger as he comes over "Sah"
   
Dominik had never really been one for large public gatherings, and so he isn't really in too big of a hurry to join the main crowd. Especially with his drastically different look, and all the various scars and things he sports from his adventures over the fall and winter. He'd never really though himself particularly interesting to look at before, and so it only made that opinion all the more valid. Still, as he watches the Dibbuns managing to actually socialize without tearing each others' nice clothes and actually seem to get along, the large buck smiles a little. He always felt the most comfortable around the leverets, more than likely due to their mental capacity hovering right around the same level, especially as of late. Arms folding across his chest, he leans back against the wall, gaze momentarily drifting around.   

Poking his head into the room, Terrence scans the crowd of hares for the sentry replacements. He considers himself lucky that the volunteer signup had opened up next to him so he was the first to dodge going to the ball with a few of the other more socially reclusive hares of the mountain. Seeing the four privates the sergeant makes his way over to have a few short words with them. Unlike the first batch of mountain sentries, only one of the next group seems pleased to leave the room and food. Terrence, for his part, weaves his way through the party to the food table to raid it with gusto, still wearing his standard uniform and the not the least bit more dressed up than usual. He hadn't had time was his excuse, or so he says with a wry smile to an attendant who was eyeing his clothing with a frown.
   
Quinten brings the dance with Felicity to an end and bows to her elegantly, "That was lovely my dear, you are doing a grand job as a runner, so you are to be commended, also for your dancing, lots of hares skip that class but it is actually very good for dexterity."   
Ciocan smiles at the small gathering, nodding to Greg and Varus before bowing to Olivia, "Well I can see the compare is giving me the look, I should do at least one turn of the dance floor, Olivia would you do me the honour?" He holds out a paw to her, "This is after all a ball and I should do my part as well."   

He glances at the dancefloor, "And it would be a genuine delight to take a turn on the dance floor with you Olivia."   

   
Felicity curtsies gracefully to the General. "Thank you, Sah. May'ap I should take a few more then." She smooths down her skirt. "I'm glad t' 'ear I'm doin' well. I do worry, y'know?" She makes her way to the food table and goes to poke Terrence in the arm. "Y'made it!" She seems genuinely happy to see him, not even glancing at his outfit. She (finally) spots Dominik over in the corner and waves at him.   

Olivia smiles, and takes Ciocan by the paw. "Why, sir, you flatter me. Varus, dear, go and mingle. Lord Ciocan an' I shall be dancin'." The old buck nods, and waves her on. "Aye, 'ave yahr fun. I need t' go speak t' tha' big lunk, Private Dominik..." He makes his way over toward the leveret area to address the big lunk in question.   

Gregorian chuckles quietly "The evenin' just began and she's already off with anothah beast" he jokes to Varus before the major draws his attention to Dom as well and he glances over to the dibbun crowd "Hm, might just check on the mini ones myself" he says as he follows Varus over towards Dom.

Dominik gives Felicity a wave as he notices her waving to him. He blinks as he notices others beginning to migrate in his general direction. He knows they aren't heading for anyone else, for there really is no one else in his area besides him and the leverets. Glancing back and forth, Dom shrinks back against the wall a little, the large hare obviously uncomfortable. He'd been generally scarce for the most part, not being seen very much around the mountain as of late. However, he gives a salute to the others, before his eyes shift back over towards the leverets to make sure they are not getting themselves into trouble. He'd been doing an admirable job of that so far, and he seemingly wishes to focus most of his attention on that, and not somuch on the ball, itself.
   
"Yes, well, here I am." Terrence smiles to her, one paw holding a full plate of food. "If I had less tact, I'd mention about just how positively /thrilled/ I am to be here." He adds with a wink before glancing at Dom as well, briefly adding to the amount of hares who are focused on the big northerner. "Do you want any?" The bespectacled hare offers Felicity, inspecting his plate. "I'm not quite sure what most of these things are, if I'm being honest." Taking what looks like a filled pastry he takes a bite. And other. "Ah, cheese!"   

Ciocan is slow and ponderous but there is a decorum to the badger's movements as he steps and moves and sways from point to point, dancing in a long, slow, delightful motion with Olivia, keeping his eyes on the hare's eyes and not looking at his feet. Seems badger lords know how to dance though the way he is dancing, moving slightly slower then the music might call for, it is as if he is dancing to an older version of the tune when it was played slower.   

Quinten meanwhile has hit the buffet table now that the dancing is over, he nods to Terrence and picks up a plate and starts to help himself to the food on offer! He is after all a hare, he has done his duty, he danced, now there is food!
   
   
Felicity laughs and takes a pastry. "Sure, thanks." She bites into the cheese thing, then starts gathering up her own food, making sure to balance the desserts with protein stuff (like cheese). "Well, I'm genuinely thrilled that you're here, t'be frank."   

Varus casually nods to Terrence, but his attention is focused on Dom. "Private. Wasn't sure yah'd be 'ere t'night. 'Ow are y' feelin'?"

Meanwhile, Olivia's dance with the Badger Lord draws to a close, and they start to head back toward the periphery, the doe curtseying as the badger bows in turn. "You're a very fine dancer, Sir."   

Gregorian is not necessarily coming over for Dom. He gives the big hare a nod of course but his attention is mostly on the dibbuns as instantly Grace is over to do a twirl and excitedly chatter constantly about dresses and food and music and dancing and the list goes on with barely a stop for breath. Greg just smiles with the tiredness of a parent who knows it was worth the effort of getting her that dress and he quietly lets her keep going with just a few nods and interested noises at the appropriate points until the little laveret asks "Can I dance? I don't know 'ow but I wants tah try!" if it was anyone else Greg's solution would be to try to direct them to someone else but instead he just offers a paw to the small doe "Sure. I'll teach yah tah dance just like yah mothah" Grace does a little excited jump before quickly waving to Dom as she's leaving the group without his permission "I'm goin' tah learn tah dance!...Then I can come back tah teach everyone!" she's sure she'll be a master by the end of the evening.   

Dominik's eyes fall on Varus, and he gives him a slow nod. "...yes, sir. Vas asked to vatch leverets. So is here to do this, is not here for...dancing times." His gaze shifts over towards the other part of the room where the general merrymaking is going on. "Also, is doing favor for Felicity. She asked me to be here. Owed her that much, for all she has done." The large hare smiles a little, before he reaches over to snag a leveret who had decided to try and sneak on by. He deposits him back with the others, giving him a particular look...which causes said leveret to seat himself back down. Dom nods, before turning his attention back to Varus and Greg. As Grace is taken off to dance by her father, she gets a nod and a smile. "...is sure leetle Grace vil be best dancer..." he offers to her, before he gives them both a wave.   

"Really?" Terrence peers over his spectacles, "And why's that? if you don't mind me asking, course." The sergeant seems for the moment relaxed even if he doesn't care much for large parties. "I can say the same thing about you, though. I'd offah to dance," he chuckles, "But unfortunately at the moment I'm rathah occupied with my food. Probably should have waited before getting a plate..." He mutters, more t himself than anyone else.   

Felicity grins and grabs a passing Private. "I say, would y'watch Terrence an' my food while we dance? An', y'know, don't eat it or anythin' like that." The Private agrees and takes the plates, and the Runner goes to grab her fellow Sergeant by the paw. "Problem solved, wot!" She goes to drag him to the dance floor, where the band has begun another song. "An' f'r y'first question....y'm'friend....an' maybe somethin' more." She leaves it at that, and directs the conversation to the spring that is coming. As the night wears on, she makes sure to dance with her sister and hang out with /all/ of her friends...but especially Terrence and Dominik.
   
Varus nods again. "Good work, Private," he declares, before going back to rejoin his wife by the buffet table. She's already starting to serve herself. "Remember, dear, that the cheese puffs give you indigestion. So be careful." Varus sighs. "I *will*..."   

Dominik gives Varus a nod. "Thank you, sir..." The large hare returns his attention to the Dibbuns, occasionally glancing up to the rest of the room, as they all seem to be behaving. Looks like a trip out to the beach is in the future, as he'd promised them if they behaved.
   
There is a moment or so that it seems he'd protest the loss of his food (in particular those absolutely /wonderful/ cheese puffs (which apparently give you indigestion, according to the major)), but Terrence allows himself to be led after Felicity even if he doesn't trust the private, Konner, not to go munch it all down once the sergeants are out of sight. "Well, that's good to heah!" He says with an amused grin. "Well, shall we dance then?"

The Ball was fun and hares danced late into the night, some left early though, but all in all ...evryone had fun!

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Oz-  Badger-young adult-Wanderer