Iron Clouds (Steampunk/Magic/War/Slave RP) (Open/Accepting)

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

[~lululul! Well figure something out!]  

[lil_lollypop1]

((Ok, so... later that evening.))

The king was pleased by her findings and the prince laughed jubilantly as he read through everything Hector took. Afterwards, she found the prince trying to spy on her, and she used her sword to send him away. She reluctantly got dressed in formal wear while John checked through preparations and also got dressed for the evening. As she finished, she heard the Norran party had arrived, and now she was even more reluctant to go out there. Still, she knew what she had to do, and she went into the party, attempting to act as a wallflower for as long as possible.  

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

Eviz was in his apartment, his lamp shun down on the papers he was going over, these were personal, nobody but he knew about them. He looked out the window before him, the palace was shining, he could hear music and crowds all the way here. He sighed and rubbed his eyes, he wanted to sleep but was didn't feel farigued at all.

[~we should make a 1v1 role play sometime, we'd be bomb at it!]  

[lil_lollypop1]

((*nods* *nods* That we would xd ))

As the king boasted and the girls danced with young lords, Hector found herself slipping out to the balcony. She had seen the Norran monarch appearing next to the king, and she wondered if in Norra's monarch's eyes, the court of Ander was comparable to the goblin king and his court. The prince of Norra was there as well, and she felt the prince of Ander would have fun trying to play with him. Hector just didn't feel comfortable in social gatherings. It always felt wrong to her. She looked off the edge of the cliff, remembering a scene from one of her favorite childhood books. When she was told she was to be married to an earl who was older then her father, she dreamed of standing at such a balcony where a prince would sweep her off her feet. The prince, however, was far different then she ever expected, and love was now impossible. If anything, she had become the handsome prince she always wanted to sweep her off her feet. That thought made her feel empty inside.

((Play the Norran monarch too? ))  

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

[~d'awww poor Hector :c and ok!]

Eviz kept looking to the palace, strangely enough he felt like joining in, mingling, being part of something he's never done before.
He began to wonder if Hector was at the party, he thought about her wearing the gown in public, he began to laugh at how silly that was.

The king walked into the court, his eyes drifting around seeing how plain everything was "well then, not what I was expecting..." He said, a disappointed tone in his voice. "Go ahead Liam, mingle" he said, of course he was still angry with his son over the days earlier events, but this was a party and he wasn't going to react in public.

Liam walked away from his father, he must admit, the woman here were gorgeous, he may even consider taking one as his bride.

Eviz had stepped out, he decided that a walk would be perfect at the moment. He went by the palace, listening to the music emanating from inside, he began humming along as he walked down the street.  

[lil_lollypop1]

((I know. I know. >.< I'm almost imagining Eviz popping in, wearing a mask and a noble's outfit and using magic to do something to Hector while calling her Priscilla.))

Hector couldn't bare her own thoughts anymore, and she turned and went inside, staying close to the back wall, but her tactic didn't work. Almost instantly, she found herself surrounded by people complementing her and fawning over her, and she pushing on her. Beauties of every kind were at her shoulders, begging for a dance. Worse then that, over half of them she knew for certain had been sleeping with the prince. One of the most beautiful was a girl with raven hair, pale skin, and lips painted like rubies. She looked up at Hector with bright green eyes desperately. The dress, she recognized, was a used dress of a general tailor, only barely suited for such an occasion. She found a reflection of herself in the girl's eyes, knowing she too was a victim of being of lower blood. No matter how beautiful or perfect she was, chances are she couldn't find a good husband. Letting out a small sigh, Hector closed her eyes. "Ok. Only one dance." She announced as the girls around her squealed with delight. She spun around and purposefully landing her aim towards the maiden with black hair, and the maid couldn't believe her eyes. She was beyond happy. In a gentile fashion, Hector lead her to the dance floor, leading her through one dance with great power and grace. To her, it was the greatest moment of her life and it shined through her eyes, though Hector's face was like an icy, stone cold mask that couldn't be moved. At the end, the woman was crying tears of happiness as she was escorted off the dance floor, but Hector only seemed more cold and distant towards everyone in the room. The woman thanked her again and again before turning and leaving to join her friends. People began to swarm towards the lucky girl, though they now stayed away from Hector, as if she was surrounded by an icy blizzard.  

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

[~oooh is that a suggestion! c:]

Liam glared at Hector, his eyes shooting threats he would never hear. He became disgusted when all the woman swarmed him like animals in heat. He scoffed and turned away, this was no time to hold a grudge. He moved to the nearest woman, courdiously, he asked for a dance, immediately she said yes, they moved to the dance floor and began their dance.

Eviz noticed that Norrans were still entering the palace, this have him an idea, of course chances of him going through it were slim...  

[lil_lollypop1]

((Maybe. wink ))

Hector again found herself alone when, all of the sudden, she found herself being thrown over the shoulder by the prince of Ander. Normally, she would have sworn and kicked him repeatedly, but seeing as it was in polite company, she let him carry her to the large open space in front of the king. He then let her down and tossed a sword at her feet.

"You owe me another duel." The prince stated.

"What?" Hector said with irritation.

"Oh, come on. Just for show." The prince replied.

"In that case, how long do you want it to go." She asked.

"How long?" The prince replied, seemingly confused.

"Yeah. What kind of show would it be if I knocked you over in less then a minute?" She asked, hitting one of the prince's nerves.

"Just shut up and fight me." The prince replied, picking up his sword. The fight then began, the prince thrusting with powerful moves, only to be easily blocked by Hector's simple grace. The battlefield began to move, and it seemed as if the prince had her on the ropes, except the icy, emotionless look on Hector's face showed that she had everything under control. In the midst of the battle, a drunk nobleman pushed a woman into the fight, just as the prince swung. Suddenly, Hector's eyes lit up as she moved like lightning, slamming her sword against the prince's sword, protecting her and ending the fight. "Are you alright?" Both the prince and Hector said, looking her over as she looked at them panicked. Instantly, both of them turned towards the audience, furious: Hector because someone was almost hurt, and the prince because he was interrupted. "Who did this?!" They demanded.  

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

"thank you friend..." He said to a man who looked off into the distance mesmerized. Eviz had stolen hi clothing, it was a tad bit bigger then him, but not enough to disturb him. All he needed now was something to his his face...

Liam had been watching the fight from a distance. He almost broke into a mad laugh when they had been disturbed by the bystander, of course his control.

[~hey, is Hannon invited to the party? c:]  

[lil_lollypop1]

((Why not? ))

Hector helped the woman up graciously and escorted her to her friends. Given how the situation was handled, it was easy to see why she was so popular. Seeing Liam she glided to him and took him by the hand, though her hands were much smaller compared to his. She forcibly lead him up to the front where the Prince of Ander was, and almost instantly, the prince knew what she was thinking. "I've had my fill. How about you two princes give it a go." She suggested, letting Liam's hand go. The crowd looked with interest, and Liam wouldn't be able to just run away.  

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

Liam couldn't keep his gaze off Hector as she stepped away, if this was between them Liam wouldn't hold back, he turned to face the prince, he bowed honorably before drawing his sword, it was his family heirloom, the blade had been used to conquer Ander, he hoped the sight of it would remind the prince who he was dealing with.

Eviz stepped into the palace, his face concealed by an owl mask he had found at a stand. He glided past the crowds, searching for someone to entertain him. His his vial hung outside his jacket, it was glowing beautifully, of course it wasn't just for show.
He spotted the prince of Ander, he was facing a man who had his sword drawn, a duel. Eviz did not want to stand by and watch the fight. Behind the man he spotted someone of interest, he easily moved past the crowd to her.

Shepard looked past the crowds, the king stood behind him, of course he wouldn't be guarding the pudgy man all night long, he preferred to avoid the man as he bargained woman into sleeping with him.  

[lil_lollypop1]

((I should probably go to bed, but I can't stop anticipating what will happen next! >.< ))

The prince smirked, giving an honorable bow back as he pointed his sword at Liam. He seemed to have much less interest in the prince as well, and would have much rather fought Hector. He wanted to end this quickly, and so he lunged close to the base of Liam's hand, hoping the force would be more then enough to knock that pretty sword of his out of his hand.

Hector sat back a bit, interested in how this would turn out. She knew the prince of Ander was a fierce fighter, but Liam seemed much more mellow compared to him. She didn't even notice Eviz in the room due to her interest, though her intuition slowly began to go off, as if something in the room wasn't right.  

[lil_lollypop1]

((Too... tired... going to bed now... goodnight! ^_^ ... zzz ... ))  

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

Liam had been anticipating anything. When the prince struck he tilted his wrist, the sword simply slipped to the side, Liam hopped beside the prince "you're in quite the hurry..." He said, of course he had his chance to strike, but now he wanted to toy with him, to show Hector that he wasn't defenseless.

Eviz went up to the woman "hello miss, could I bother you for a dance?" He said, he looked up at Hector who was right beside the woman

"Oh..of course..." She said rather nervously

Eviz took her hand and pulled her away from the fight, before he was out of sight he looked back and got a last look at Hector, his vial began to shine brightly

[~NIGHTTT! c:]  

[lil_lollypop1]

((Morning))

"Well yes." he replied, as if Liam bored him as he quickly slashed with powerful strokes to see if he could even remotely keep up with Hector.

Hector watched the fight with amusement, when suddenly, she felt the presence of magic surrounding her. The magic felt strange, and though she tried to use her willpower to deflect it, it didn't work. "W-what is this?!" Hector yelled with alarm.

"Hector!" The prince called, putting the sword away and pushing away Liam lightly before rushing up to Hector.

"S-stay back." Hector told him. "I can't stop this spell. You might get caught in it too." She said, backing away towards the open space before her entire body burst into light. "Ahhhhhhh!!" She yelled, at first sounding ambiguous, but her voice quickly became feminine and enchanting, like a mermaid. The light vanished as her figure appeared, though not as anyone in the room, except for the caster, expected. Her uniform had transformed into the dress from Eviz's dream as her face and aura became as captivating as he imagined her. Her hair had grown to her waist, and her hair was held by a beautiful golden pin.

"You..." The prince muttered, halfway raising his hand to touch her. He was so captivated by the image that he didn't even know how to react. Before him was standing a divine masterpiece and he was awestruck. For once in his life, he felt unworthy to even touch her, and yet, he wanted her so bad that he almost forgot who the woman was. "H... H-Hector?" He stuttered. "No. It can't be. You can't be him." He muttered, not wanting the image before him to be an illusion.

"W-what are you talking about?" She replied, her voice ringing out beautifully. She tried not to panic when she realized what happened, and she looked around the room noticing everyone else having a similar reaction. She didn't know what to do.