@Pele Alarion
The Hawk
There was something a little concerning, and maybe slightly familiar, about the way she mentioned again about money, as if maybe she would be struggling financially after this. But, he understood the feeling about wanting to just enjoy the evening. "Same here," He agreed.
As he led her to the dance floor, he considered her comment about his sister. "I suppose so," He answered, though a little skeptically. He decided not to comment about the 'someone she wants to avoid' issue. He would try not to worry about it too much. The evening was still fairly young, he figured, and he had no idea what sort of things girls had to do to get ready for this sort of thing.
The Gilded's comment about not being from Gondor, made him grin. "I never would've guessed," He replied jokingly. Of course, he had guessed already, so she would surely know he was kidding. "I'm not quite familiar with your accent, though. Can't seem to place it." He admitted, as he placed one hand politely at her middle back, and began to dance. "Don't worry about my toes," He added with a little grin. "They've definitely suffered worse than what you could do to them.
And I'm wearing shoes." He added, as if that should provide enough toe protection for anything that could be thrown at them.
Once in position, as the new song began, he guided her into dancing smoothly along with the music. "All you have to do, is let me guide and follow my lead," he told her in a quieter tone, so not to make it obvious to anyone around them that he was giving her instructions. "The guy, whoever you're dancing with.. if he knows what to do that is.. will use his hands to guide you, so then all you have to do is follow his lead." he explained, as he did just that, gently nudging her with his hands to go in the direction she should go. "So, that's like.. your signal for moving to the left, or right, or forward or back.. does that make sense?"
Teal Guy
He smiled as the lady agreed to dance. "Well, thank you." He gave a little laugh as she declared she would not judge him or make fun of him. Leading her out to the dance floor, they passed the woman in a flashy red dress. It seemed she was able to draw Rooster out of his distracted daze, anyway. Teal was curious who these people all might be, and wondered if he would recognize anyone later if he met them without masks. One girl, at least, he recognized once he got onto the floor, but she was dancing with someone else, and he was glad to see she seemed to be enjoying herself.
Turning to his dance partner, he lacked the same confidence in dancing properly, as several of the people around them seemed quite skilled, but he put forth his best effort as they began moving slowly with the music, and tried to remember what little he knew of dancing. "Are you from the city, ma'am?" He asked the lady, trying to get a little insight to who she might be.
@Lantaelen
Blossom
As the stranger led her out to the floor, Blossom was surprised to hear him switch to another language. She had not expected that, and for a second, her mind was scrambling to try and recognize some words. She missed the first part of what he said, as a result, and only managed to pick out a few of the rest, out of what little she had learned of the language. She could decipher enough to put together that he was complimenting her, she thought? Either that, or, well.. there were a few ways some words could be interpreted and she decided to simply assume it was a compliment.
"
Thank you," She replied in the same language, as simply as she could, feeling it best not to try and overcomplicate her reply, lest she say something incorrectly. She returned to the common speech then. "Regrettably, I know very little of the language of the elves, beautiful though it is." She admitted. "I only know a few words really, and I fear I would ruin it. But you speak it quite well, sir."
The spin was a slight surprise, but brought another smile from Blossom as her flowy dress swirled gracefully. Her primary concern was tripping over the hem, as it was longer than what she was accustomed to wearing, but it had been too pretty to pass up, and it fit her quite nicely, too. "You're an excellent dancer, sir," She informed the man of what he probably already knew.
"Are you familiar with the city in all seasons, then?" She inquired curiously, since he mentioned it being lovely at this time of year. "It's the first time I have ever been here, and I agree, it is certainly incredible, if a little overwhelming." She let out a soft laugh, figuring her accent must have already given away that she was not from here. Butterfly had immediately picked up on it, after all. She was curious, however, if the stranger would be able to place where she was from.
Sir Fox
It seemed that the girl's attitude changed drastically after he replied to her in Sindarin. The Fox smiled to see the young lady smiling. Apparently, he had made her happy, and he was glad to have accomplished that, at least. He considered her question, as he guided her into a dance. "
I suppose you might say that," He responded after a moment, wearing a small, almost mysterious smile as he guided her around skillfully, as if he'd had many a dance lesson at some point.
He couldn't help a little grin as she called him 'sir fox', but he didn't mind. With one hand holding hers, and the other lightly at her back, he was unable to brush back a small swoop of red hair that flopped over the mask slightly. He ignored it, however.
"And you, my lady?" He inquired in return, somewhat curious. The Sindarin speech made him wonder, for there were a few rumors circulating that the queen may even show up. But a quick, furtive glance at her ears reassured him that this was not she.
"Have you ever been to the White City before?"
@Arnyn
Green Dragon
He smiled at the lady when she agreed with his comment about fun, but he before he could comment, he was distracted when she changed the location of his hand at her back so that it was lower than he had placed it. And then she brought her other hand up his arm. When she looked into his eyes for a moment, he met her gaze with a smile on his face.
As the lady leaned closer to whisper something, he listened curiously. His gray-blue eyes grew wider as he heard what she said, and he swallowed silently. Quite caught off guard by her words, he missed a step, then stopped moving and stood still entirely. That song was ending, anyway, though. As Red concluded her whispered message and pulled away to look at him, he stared back at her, feeling his face getting warm beneath the mask. Thankfully, between the mask, and his beard, such a blush would be mostly hidden. Still, his lips parted in surprise, especially about the last bit she'd said, and he quickly closed his mouth and swallowed again as she brushed her finger over his lip. He was left standing where she left him as she then walked away, casting a lingering look over her shoulder at him. His gaze followed Ms. Red, but he remained rooted in place for a moment.
It took him several seconds to snap out of a brief daze. Another song was starting, and after blinking a couple of times, he moved off of the dance floor as more people paired off to dance. As he moved off to the edges of the dancing, he observed her now being led back onto the floor by another guy. They were quite easy to spot, given they were both in red. He breathed out slowly and ventured toward the bar, and quietly asked one of the bartenders for a drink.
Rosy Pink
So many people! Rosy girl was smiling as she gazed around, wandering slowly along the edge of the ballroom. She saw people swirling around, smiling as they danced together. She had to wonder how many of the dance partners knew each other, or if they were strangers to one another. Would anyone ask her to dance? Was anyone here that she knew?
After silently smoothing the flowy dress she was wearing, Rosy Pink girl ended up clasped her hands together in front of her, and smiled at a lady in a butterfly dress who passed her. She looked around briefly, then walked around the dance floor and went to one of the food tables on one side of the room. She wasn't exactly hungry, but more curious what was available. Spotting some berries, she lightly bit her lower lip, then decided, why not? After a brief hesitation as she debated the choices available, the girl took a strawberry and then turned to watch the dancing as she took a small bite. Her free hand came up near her shoulder to toy with a lock of dark hair that trailed down in front of her.
Two young ladies dressed in blue, both somewhere in their early twenties, approached the tavern at about the same time. One had blond curls bound back with a band woven with small seashells, the other with dark curls,
partially pulled back and held in place with a
snowflake hair comb. "Oh, go ahead," The dark haired one, in a snowflake themed dress, motioned to the other, who looked as if the sea itself had dressed her, to go first.
"Thanks," Seashell smiled cheerfully and stepped ahead of Snowflake. Blue eyes, matching her dress, blinked at the attendant as he asked about taking her cloak. "Do I get it back when I leave?" She asked with a teasing grin, but she gave no protest to him actually taking it. The attendant's smiling reassurance that she would get it back seemed to hardly phase her. She had, by now, turned her attention toward the room, catching her breath in amazement at how lavishly it was decorated.
The dark-haired girl smiled faintly, from just behind her, and softly thanked the attendant as he took her outerwear. With her left arm across her torso, the hand lightly clasped the opposing elbow as she stepped up beside Seashell. Her own brown eyes scanned the scene with slightly less awe and enthusiasm than the other displayed.
"Oh, I
love your snowflakes!" Seashell's friendly tone addressed Snowflake once more, now that she could see the other's dress fully.
Though mildly surprised, the dark-haired girl smiled faintly. "Thanks. I like your seashells. Very nicely done."
"Thanks!" Seashell replied with a pleased smile. "Did it myself." She added, somewhat proud to have her work complimented.
"Ah, I did mine, too." The other replied with a nod of understanding, without elaborating further.
"Nice. Well.. I'd say it's been good to meet you, but I haven't actually met you, technically." She laughed. "Anyway, hope you have fun!" She gave a friendly little wave to her almost-acquaintance, before setting off in search of someone she knew, and hoped would be here.
With a tiny smile in return, Snowflake nodded with a little less enthusiasm. "You too." She replied, then her smile faded slightly as she found her way closer to the nearest wall where she could watch with less risk of being pulled into the dancing and other festivities.