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Masquerade Ball - Totally not an ambush

Who: Anyone going to the Corsair Island Masquerade Ball!
Where: ...IDK?
When: April 26th - 27th (Early AM)
What: The Masquerade Ball + Ambush (12am)
Warnings: D for dancing, V for violence, A for Ace, L for Luffy
Style: Action or prose.
Status: Open to anyone attending!

There are going to be two main threads. One for the ball itself and the other for the Ambush! There will be an obligatory third thread for FASHION. Just remember to tag your muse in the subject header and OTA or 'Closed to ???' as you comment.

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Still holding up his hand, Faye shifted her weight onto one side, looking at him directly. "Logan, I thought you knew better than to treat me like an idiot." There was some description of tease in her voice, but part of her meant it too. Then she tugged at his wrist, moving towards a more secluded bench - out of the way of that bush and the puddle anyway.

Once they've both sat down, she looked again at his hand, a finger running over his knuckles. "Are you genetically modified or something?" It wasn't unheard of, in her future time, of people going to lengths to make weapons of themselves.

Ug, it wasn't like he hadn't explained this a few times already. It was just... the crew he was with now seemed to take it as something normal. Not something out of the ordinary at least.

He took a seat, leaning forward on one elbow to knee, while she took over his right hand. Glancing over at her he kept an eye on her reactions. "Something like that." was the simple answer he gave. It felt nice, he had to admit to himself, to have soft hands trail over his hand like that. He straightened his wrist, ad made sure her fingers were out of the way, before letting them blades slide out again. They could be seen moving under flesh until they stopped. Perfect, clean, sharp. There was blood, around where they came out, but it cleared up alsmot instantly. "Modification added to a mutation." He clarified.

She hadn't gotten up to run away yet. That was a plus.

Faye watched carefully as the blades extended, frowning while she tried to figure this all out. The blades looked so perfect and shiny that she wanted to touch them, but they also looked ridiculously sharp, so she kept her hand away for now. "Does it hurt? Bringing them out and back in through your skin like that?" Looked pretty damn painful to her.

"Added to a mutation?" Faye looked up at him for a moment, again like she's patiently trying to understand this. She'd been through her own scientific experiments after all.

"Every time." He said simply, his general answer to that question. He got it often enough at least. The last person to ask was Zoro. He flexed his fingers under her hands, tilting the hand a bit so she could see them from top and sides. He moved his fingers to prove he could, and now that they were fully extended he could bend his wrist, something he can't do when they are sliding out of his arm in the first place.

A small humm of a yes though, at her mutation question. Generally he was silent about these things, but lately? Well, it didn't matter, did it? Here it made him better then others. Stronger in some ways. "Apparently I do this naturally. The military just decided to graft metal to my bones." All of them.

"Hmm... But they're fully controlled by you? They don't just appear when you're pissed off at a creepy guy in a baboon mask, for example?" Her attention moved slowly from his hand, and back up to him. In all, these blade things seemed pretty cool, but that sucked if they hurt everytime he used them. "If it hurts right now, you can put them back."

Faye frowned though when he answered her question, "Shit, are you serious?" It sounded amazing, actually, but she wasn't so sure the story behind it was. "What was this? Some kind of experiment? Did you ask for that? Is it... did it work out?" So many questions, but she seemed quite irrate of the possibility that someone would just have that done to them.

He gave her a bit of a smile. It always amused him with a woman was worried about him hurting himself. "They're already healed." He said, but let them slide back into his hand anyhow. Once the points went back in, he help her fist up to her, letting his hands relax as three little cuts slowly healed up. Not as fast as they should, because for some reason it was slower here, but it still healed up.

WHY he opened this can of worms, he didn't know. He sat up straighter, eyes glancing off out at the garden. The party could be heard in the background, in the distance. He could make excuse to go back to that. He needed to scope out a few more people after all. But, he shrugged a single shoulder. "I don't remember exactly." And he knows that sounds like he's trying to curb the question, so he adds, while glancing to her. "Memory issues. Nothing to worry about though. The military back home did shit like that."

Faye's eyes widened somewhat when his hand healed up. It might have been slow to him, but it was pretty damn quick to her. She had more questions that she wanted to ask but when Faye looked to him, his eyes were scanning the area, looking for someone or something, more than likely escape. Shit. She was losing him. Maybe she had offended him, but probably it was all those questions. After all, surely he'd been trying to enjoy the first part of his evening, and that probably didn't include attacking a weirdo in the garden and having to answer questions about his past.

"Memory issues. Right. They can be a bitch." Since she had them too. But she wondered as she looked at him what she could do to make sure that if he walked away now, that he wouldn't just think of her as some kind of boring nosey person. So she leaned in closer and reached up to press the smallest and chastest of kisses on his jaw. "All the same, thanks for looking out for me."

It wasn't about escape, and he was... ah, enjoying his time with her. As much as he didn't want to admit THAT. The last thing he needed to do was go and get mixed up with another pretty face. He did that so easy though.

Her agreement with his memory issues sounded like she was humoring him though, and he considered explaining more, but he realized she was leaning in. A small chaste kiss hit his jaw and he couldn't help but be, and look, a bit surprised. He hadn't meant to look surprised, but he did. Head tilted a bit to look over at her. "Some one had to do it." And before he could consider how demeaning that might have sounded he added. "Not that I don't think you can't take care of yourself. Scaring that little twerp was kind of fun though." He said, a small smile on his lips. Logan doesn't blush. He's not a blusher, but... --damn she was hot.

[It's been a while since he had any sort of romantic life, but he's trying.]

We'll find something. [Aya feels confident enough to give her a twirl.]

When Faye that surprised look, she smiled, and realised that maybe it was a good idea she'd changed her mind last second and kissed his jaw instead of his lips - how surprised would he have looked then? "Good, I'm glad that you don't think that, because I could have handled him no problem. Still, it's always nicer and easier when a handsome gent will do it for me." She knew he didn't like the whole gentleman idea, but it was fun to tease him anyway. Faye held his gaze for a moment then lowered her eyes, almost bashful.

Not negatively, but an idea of who you might be allianced with might be more useful?

*Faye spoke quietly, as though she was having to really spell it out for him. She just wanted to know what crew he was with, really. For no real reason other than her own curiosity*

*Selphie laughs at the twirl, beaming when she comes back to him, without bumping into him too much. There's just too much enjoyment for Selphie in all of this*

Careful, Aya, you're getting adventurous!

If she'd went for his lips? He'd of gone with it. Slight weakness for strong ladies who know what they want, you know. The surprise was because it was such a soft move from her. And cute.

"You look like a woman who could handle a baboon. But this is a high social event. Best that the lady not break her nails." It was a soft tease, even if she was back to teasing him about being a gent. He could be, sometimes.

And damn, that lowered eye blush was... eye catching. As much as he wanted to lean in and kiss her, he told himself it wasn't worth it, to him or mostly to her. He gave her a kind smile. "Speaking of social events. We should get you back to your table, hmm? There's more Navy snobs for you to fleece." As much as he would much rather stay here and... right. He definitely needed to not get attached.

If that was how he felt about it, they'd have a bit of a game ahead of them. Faye has decided, this time, that she wants to see if she can make Logan kiss her first. Because it's all just fun, right? "How considerate of you." Though, at that comment, Faye did actually hold out her hand, inspecting her nails, which were painted a glossy pink colour.

Maybe he frustrated her a little, but it also really amused her, that Logan hadn't opted to lean in closer. "True. And I've heard there are some rather nice diamonds on board somewhere that I hope to get my hands on. All the same, it's a shame we'll both be so busy at the...after party."

Aka, Faye could have enjoyed herself much later in the evening with Logan, but there was fighting and blowing up and stabbing and shooting and looting to do. So, pulling her fur shawl around her shoulders, Faye stood herself up from the bench.

[Ace didn't even bother pushing his fire against Kuzan's ice. In terms of basic strategy, it would be a waste. Fire would only melt the surface of his ice and work its way to the center as if boring through. If Kuzan threw ice at him continually, it would eventually get past some of his flames. That was the difference between a logia with much more 'mass'.

Well, it was the problem he had initially. Against someone with heavier fire than his like Akainu, Ace would have had to attack from far for his power to do anything useful. So, he really had to weigh his options. Ace reached to his belt, lifted his shirt and handily unclipped his knife from it. He swiped the tip of the knife across the back of his arm, a thin rived of blood running down it.

The air around Ace's arm immediately began to boil. He used his blood for a reason--because it was where the warmth in the human body was usually the densest. For his own blood, that was a telling estimate.]

Not yet. Anyway, you gave me plenty of time to check if any of my crew was behind you.

I guess now's a good time to try something new out.

I can stop whenever you'd like. [Aya grins and returns them to their dance.]

No, that's okay! I'm -

*She smiles a little bashfully, feeling silly for saying it but it was true*

I'm happy.

[Aya ducks his head a bit, hued from Selphie's statement. Obviously he has no issue with her being so.]

I'm glad. [His smile matches hers. Her statement was simple, but it took pressure from his shoulders for not having to worry if she was enjoying his company or not.]

And so you should be, cause it's your fault.

*Who cares if they were at a fancy ball? Selphie sticks her tongue out at him anyway, then laughs as she looks around to see if anyone has noticed. Mostly, though, the other couples are just doing their own thing*

[Aya chuckles softly.]

And how may I make it up to you, miss?

"Well, it's a good job that you're a cutie pie even with the beard. But careful, cause if you're mean to me I'll be mean right back and you don't wanna know what that's like!" To be fair to the pair of them, they were dancing rather impressively.

"Ya know...before this thing came up, I was thinking about organising my own ball...maybe on the Sun."

*Selphie snuggles that little bit closer to Aya, glancing up at him shyly*

I dunno... How would you like to make it up to me?

[She shakes her head slightly.]

No, it's still the ball, but why are you asleep in the middle of it?

[The more important would be how could he sleep during it, that was the question.]

[She looked around, noting the amount of people going down and down the further they would go. That was good at least. When they had stopped she took his hand and shook their hand.]

Nice to meet you, but how did you know my name?

[It seems she just wasn't going to get through to her. She wanted to do her own thing, which she didn't think was the best idea and she couldn't stop her. Instead she just nodded and used her winds of binding spell to capture a couple more.]

No, but it still doesn't mean we don't show them some compassion.

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