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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[redcinemareel]

[Reaching into her sleeve, she pulls out a mirror, making to check her mask, but she's really watching the crowd behind her. As she feels Marco's presence get further and further away, she looks around for anyone suspicious moving away. Most were, but there is one figure that stood out.

She preens her feathered mask a bit before closing the small compact and walking the other way, towards doors that lead to the rest area. Once behind them, she disappears, only to appear behind Marco. Grinning, she calls out to him softly.]

Found you~.

[fierybluebird]

[He spins around in a dance step, takes her hands, spins her around as well before leading her into a dip.]

So you did.

I must say I'm quite curious how, eh? I thought I was blending in decently well. [For a pineapple-headed pirate anyway.]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell laughs lightly and follows through the movements smiling up at him.]

It's all thanks to your little gift~! It's hanging proudly from my sails! [GRINS like a cat that brought a dead mouse home as a gift!]

[fierybluebird]

[FACE PALMS.]

[Lord he hopes Robin doesn't find out about that.]

[Bad enough that Thatch will pretty much act like a growly territorial cat around the redhead now.]

Oh.

That?

[YEAH HE MIGHT BE BLUSHING A LITTLE.] Should I ask why that helps or is this an occasion I don't want to know?

[redcinemareel]

[Makes a mental note to find Robin.]

You don't want to know.

[She hoists herself up to her feet, tilting her head, which feels odd with all the feathers.]

This means that I win! So, what's my prize, hmm~?

[fierybluebird]

What, indeed.

[Reaches into his coat pockets and casually tosses her a tube of her shade of lipstick.] I thought you might want to autograph some things tonight.

And...

[With a quick sleight of hand he drops a small vial of nail polish into her hand and procures a rose for her hair.]

Tada!

[redcinemareel]

[There might be a squeal of delight as she uncaps the lipstick, twisting up the tube and seeing the lovely shade. The rose and nail polish are also so very wonderful. She tries on the lipstick lifting up her mask to do so and presses her lips together to spread the color. With a quick check with her mirror and a few wipes to her lips for excess color, Grell calls this shade a success.]

We should play games more often!

[fierybluebird]

[Okay that was 100% worth it. He laughs softly.]

Maybe so, but I'm almost ashamed to say that I'm not usually such a gracious loser.

[redcinemareel]

Ah~? [She ticks all these lovely things underneath her dress, where she actually has a small pouch attached to her leg. Having an actual purse would be too cumbersome. Grell walks over to Marco and places a hand onto his shoulder.]

Well, rest assured that you're more gracious than I would be.

[fierybluebird]

[Wicked grin.] This time. We should probably never play for higher stakes, or we might destroy the world in the process.

[redcinemareel]

[She leans in closer, whispering in his ear.]

Doesn't that truly mean that we should? [She leaves a red kiss mark on his cheek before grinning.]

It's not our world, after all.

[fierybluebird]

[Amused grin.]

No?

Says who, eh?

I plan to make this my world. We'll see how much of it I feel like sharing.

[redcinemareel]

Even better! Make them bend and conquer them!

[This is all riling her up in ways that make her skin get covered in goosebumps. Such destruction and conquest...]

Might I get a first class ticket?

[fierybluebird]

[Waves a hand.] Why do you think I suggested you come here tonight, eh?

Although I'm not going to make anyone bend or conquer them really. Too much work. I'll just make them regret crossing my family, eh.

[redcinemareel]

[Shrugs]

Same thing.

[She adjusts her mask, which still rests on her head.]

Will there be a signal? [Since it's obviously a planned assault, Marco much have one.]

[fierybluebird]

[Hands her a paper of names.] I'm not planning anything except information. If I find those, my phoenix brother and I intend to isolate them from the rest for a special surprise, those names were involved int the attack on both our crews recently, eh?

But otherwise, if everything gets crazy, you'll know it when you see it. [Because... Ace. Just... Ace.]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell blinks at the paper and takes it, looking at the names as he talks. She nods in understanding, folding up the paper and tucking it into her other sleep.]

I definitely remember, and I'll be ready.

[fierybluebird]

Of course if we just kill everyone it doesn't make an example of the few we do kill. That's how I like to set myself apart from these idiots, but you can do whatever you want, Captain.

I trust you to have fun with it.

[redcinemareel]

So, what you mean is that we should toy around with our meal, leaving only scraps to deal with afterwards?

[She's already thinking of horrible ways to 'leave a message' for their targets. None of them below an adult rating.]

[fierybluebird]

Not even scraps, just a very clear message, eh?

[redcinemareel]

[Her once contemplative face breaks into a wide grin.]

Understood.