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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 7:09 pm
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Blanc stood in the middle of a large ballroom packed with people, feeling more than just 'a little' out of place. Not only did he not belong, but his snow white hair and bright crimson eyes contrasted against everyone else's. Honestly, he didn't want to come. It wasn't his kind of thing to do since he wasn't rich or anything similar to that sort, but his best friend, Gabriel, had begged him to come. That boy just couldn't do anything without him, could he? And not only that, but his chief had heard and had assigned him on duty there. "This was going to be one hell of a night" he said with a sigh as he was about to take a sip from the fine champagne they had passed around, but Gabe nudged him, telling him not to drink it yet as they had finally announced the birthday girl's arrival.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 7:17 pm
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Upon the grand stair case was the figure of a young woman--the beautiful Annette Seraphine. Her long blonde hair was tied up in an extravagant array of flowers, her dress was long, nearly greecian looking. It flowed with her as she moved down the steps, her green eyes illuminating against her pale skin--the contrast also showing her full pink lips that broke into a bashful smile as her guests began to clap for her. She giggled lightly, her father helping her down the last step. Charles Seraphine, a wealthy banker, had thrown his daughter the coming out party of the century. They had filled the grand ballroom. As the young girl began to mingle, her eyes drifted towards a man in the back. He stuck out she noted--quite visibly. The white hair and crimson eyes intruiged her slightly (not to mension he was quite handsome). She gasped lightly, smiling as they made eye contact. Quickly, she began over to him, wanting to introduce herself.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 8:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 8:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 8:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 8:54 pm
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Annette felt her heart flutter as Blanc held her waist, their hands resting in each others as she held his shoulder. He was so light on his feet, and a complete gentleman. She flushed, looking down as the song ended. Everyone stopped to clap for the orchestra, but she held to Blanc--and Blanc held to her as they looked at each other. She read his eyes. He felt the same form of magic she was feeling right now. Finally, she pulled back and curtsied politley to her partner with a giggle. Now--to see if he truley did feel the same. With a twirl, she swiftly dissapeared into the waves of people, moving her way through to where the ordurves were being presented. Curiously, she looked to see if he would follow. As a young woman of high society, there were different ways of flirting. This one was called 'baiting.' If the man followed her, it would mean he would be interested in her as a partner...at least for the evening. she looked away from the dancefloor, pretending to admire the tiles and lighting around her.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 3:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 3:21 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 6:49 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 7:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 4:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 4:23 pm
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Annette watched him carefully, somewhat curious of where he had learned such...charming ways. She smiled subtly, her eyes following every movement he made with the other woman. He was teasing her, and he was doing a pretty damn good job. No doubt to make her jealous. She smiled more at the thought, meeting his eyes as he winked. Stubbornly she turned away, pretending not to notice him. God, how she loved this! This man was clever--no doubt, a gentleman as well. Handsome, mysterious, he was a man that Annette had dreamed about for a long time. As the music turned Blanc to face Annette once more, she smiled wide at him and moved towards one of the halls, gracefully asking him to follow without words.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 5:06 pm
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│ │ ║║ ▌▌█ █ ███│♛ βlanc Ғumée ♛ │███ █
[Forgive me, I couldn't resist! ;A; This is a really simple one! I promise! (I just copied the top part from some older posting format xD) ]
It was just absolutely adorable, the way she pouted. He'd have to do this more often as he chuckled to himself. As the dance ended, Blanc bowed to his partner and apologized for pulling her away from what she was doing in the first place. And now, he had somewhere to go as he briskly walked over to where Annette was beckoning him to. When he reached over to where she was, he literally swept her off her feet, bridal style, and began walking, as if he were going to kidnap her as simple as that(Though his job was to prevent that at the party). "I'm going to take this princess home, whether she likes it or not" he said bluntly, a few stragglers from the party had chuckled and giggled at the sight of the two, wondering what could possibly go on between them.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 5:25 pm
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