HAPPY NEW YEAR!

[paradisamods]

All that clamor from the lion dance prancing down the halls should be enough to draw attention to the party, even without actual invitations. If not the noise, then perhaps the delicious smell wafting under every door and leading back to the ballroom.

The castle is vain, if nothing else. It has decorated the ballroom in the deepest red and brightest gold with auspicious greetings in the common language tastefully posted about the hall. May your happiness be without end, one says, while another goes May all your wishes be fulfilled. Small order, all things considered.

Round dining tables (with the turning glass part) are set up in the middle of the hall, each with about ten chairs and piles of food fit for a whole village. There are two more lion dance teams hopping about the hall and making a racket while occasionally nabbing that dumpling straight from your chopsticks. That should the least of your concerns, however, with many residents still aiming to settle their grudges before the new year.

Watch your back.

[ ooc; IC mingle log for Lunar New Year plot, feel free to make your own threads! ]

Comments

[indirectcause]

Yeah, she's really enjoying this thing. Made me get dressed up and everything. [Said in tones that suggest Lee got off lucky.]

[rightchoices]

[ Hey, this is dressed up! Sort of. Well, it's nice, but it's also the sort of thing he wears literally every day. Alas. ]

It's a good look on you, Ben. Makes you look more - uh. Grown up.

[indirectcause]

I still feel weird. I'd prefer my jacket.

[rightchoices]

Not in high school anymore, Ben.

[ He considers for a moment. ]

-- I miss my favorite pair of shoes.

[indirectcause]

I know, but it still means a lot to me. It's all I got from before everything went to shit, y'know?

[That gets a small smile.] Yeah?

[rightchoices]

Yeah. They were completely worn to hell. Couldn't get away with wearing them out to dinner [ or to court ] but -- comfortable, you know? [ He idly tips his head at Ben, as if indicating his outfit. ] But I bet you've made Carley's night.

[indirectcause]

I get that. [He frowns, looking at his arm and as such, the suit itself.] For getting dressed up and coming out?

[rightchoices]

Yeah. For getting dressed up and coming out.

[ It's repeated, a little amused, as if he's surprised he has to specify at all. ]

I know it's probably not easy.

[indirectcause]

[He gives an awkward shrug.]

It's not, but I didn't want to disappoint her.