Masquerade Ball - Totally not an ambush

[hiken]

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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[fierybluebird]

For all that Marco might insist he's not as good as his brothers, he really won't be leaving the dance floor much. Firstly because he doesn't want to be anywhere near the D brothers when it comes to food, secondly because he has no intentions to drink any alcohol for once, and thirdly because he might be trying to show off just a little for someone special.

There's a couple of sambas which he learned from Samba Island itself, if you think you can keep up with the high energy dances.

Of course he can't resist a tango or two.

But for the most part, he enjoys the hell out of those waltzes. And while he wasn't expecting it, there might a bit of swing dancing there too.

If you learned the chicken dance though you just got rick rolled, the latter of which might actually be used.

[maskedtyrant]

((ooc: Costume involves perception-filtering mask! If you're not okay with this, just poke me and I'll back out.))

[Marco's disguise is better than most--it catches the attention of the Tyrant, who is just as fooled as the other Navy officers are and assumes that he's one of them. Granted, what gets her to actually approach is his impressive dancing prowess, which she honestly should have expected from at least one person there. Who else would she try to dance with than the best?]

[Waiting for a break between songs (after a particularly energetic swing-dancing number), the masked woman approaches with as casual a smile as she can manage and a hand outstretched.]

Mind if I join you?

[fierybluebird]

[Marco gave a formal bow, impressed by the disguise. He couldn't place her, which suggested some kind of naval officer, especially for a bold woman, but at the same time, he couldn't place her rank either. Interesting.]

I would be honored, my lady. [Safest bet on ranking, since even if she was a princess or higher nobility, it was unlikely she'd hold a grudge and instead she'd probably be pleased with disguising herself so well. He hopes.] And to whom do I owe this delightful pleasure?

[maskedtyrant]

[Remember that message you put out, about the importance of Navy formalisms, ranking, and disguises? Remember how Codi didn't internalize any of that?]

[She is absolutely flying by the seat of her pants right now and she has no regrets. Not that it matters, she figures--being fickle is just as good a lie as any well-researched disguise and title to match. A giggle smuggled in every once in a while doesn't hurt, either. One of them escapes presently.]

Please humor me, sir--I lost a bet. [She smiles and shrugs in mock hopelessness. It's worked before!] I have to play the part of the masquerade more formally. But I take it you've had finer fortune than me; may I ask who I am sharing this evening with?

[fierybluebird]

Captain.

[Marco arched an eyebrow and whispered quietly in her ear.] Do try to come up with a better lie if you choose to dance with any other men less on uptake this evening, eh?

[He pulled back to lead her into a slow-tempoed waltz, relieved that at least it was an easy dance. For her sake more than his. :P]

Marco, eh.

[maskedtyrant]

[It's a genuine worry to have! The dancing, of course--not the lying part, which Codi is very amused by and willing to play with while she has the opportunity.]

Captain Marco, then. What makes you think I'm "on the uptake" myself? [She grins, happy for the close proximity that the waltz allows them.] For all you know, I could just be here for the dancing and the shellfish.

[fierybluebird]

Nay, I'm but a lowly lieutenant, Ma'am! [Marco gave a salute.]

And you're terrible at playing the part, yoi.

[maskedtyrant]

Aye--I'm not much of a liar. [She lies.] Call me the Tyrant.

[fierybluebird]

Miss Tyrant. That's an unusual name.

[maskedtyrant]

It's more of a title. [She grins pointedly and pokes a finger to his chest.] "Lieutenant."

[fierybluebird]

Even more unusual then.

And I thought pirate kings and emperors were unusual.

[maskedtyrant]

How much different is a king from an emperor from a Tyrant?