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A Winter's Ball

Who; Everyone!
What; The Ball promised by Halcyn!
Where; A newly (and quite abruptly) renovated ballroom in the Noble District
When; December 15th, evening
Warnings; None as of yet, though there is some mischief afoot for those looking for it

The morning of the 15th, the day of the Ball, opens with a letter under every door, reminding the residents that today is the day, that the Ball to celebrate and be merry is upon you. It also includes a small golden ticket that all attendees are asked to present at the doors to be allowed into the hall in the Noble District. It bids the attendees to enjoy themselves, forget their worries for a time, and is each personally signed by Halcyn.

Arrival | Under the Mistletoe;

The chill in the air at the change of seasons makes for a cold journey to the Noble district, though the streets are well-lit (an improvement in the otherwise dilapidated quarter in the first place) and at the end of the street indicated in the invitation letter, stands a beautifully restored building wreathed in white lights and adorned with wreaths and holly. All roads and citizen paths have lead to the ballroom today, and it is a beacon of civilization in the otherwise unused quarter. A guardsman is checking tickets at the door, and allowing admittance to the foyer of the ballroom.

The foyer is also decorated in trees adorned with shining lights. There are people flitting about with trays of champagne and people are greeting each other, gathering in groups and generally enjoying one another's company. Six archways lead further into the ballroom, and into what seems to be a seating area with round tables atop which glittering floral arrangements sit and to which servers bring meals for those who have a seat. At the top of each of the six arches hang six bundles of mistletoe.

Some are able to pass beneath the bundles with no issue, but others may find their way blocked by an unseen wall, unable to escape the arch until someone joins them, and a kiss is exchanged. It could be innocuous, even a cheek would suffice, but who's to know that without experimentation?

Try the Grey Stuff, It's Delicious

In the dining hall, meals are limited, but there are options for various palettes and even a vegetarian option. There is wine and champagne, and also non-alcoholic options of you're less inclined to partake. The music from the main ballroom, accessible through a set of ornate double doors, is muted here, providing a sense of ambiance but not overpowering the conversations that may occur at the tables scattered about the room.

The desert is the same for all who try it, though, and fluffy (is oddly colored) meringue that is simply to die for, but it seems to have some strange side effects. As the night progresses for those who've eaten the strange confectionary, they will begin to feel more and more happy and carefree, but also much more open. Those who are reserved about their feelings or their thoughts, even their histories, will feel less inclined to be so withdrawn. That couldn't possibly make anything awkward, could it?

Shall We Dance the Night Away?

The main even by far is the grand ballroom. A 15 piece orchestra sits atop a small stage to the north of the dance floor, their music varying between melancholic, haunting, warm, and uplifting, and the citizens are quite enjoying the time to let loose and dance the night away with their partners.

Spiral staircases lead to the balconies on the second floor overlooking the dance floor below, affording tired dancers chairs and refreshments with which to rest in order to return to the floor below. The music here, due to acoustics, is muted which affords a more intimate place to converse.

Even more intimate are the outdoor balconies accessed from either side of the second floor. Here, small sconces have been lit to afford a romantic glow to the area, but the light is dim enough to enjoy the glittering starlight above. The flames also give the area some warmth, warding away the chill in the night air and allow guests to enjoy the solitude of the area without freezing. The music out here is a pleasant background hum, making the setting even more romantic and ethereal.

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"You have a good point." Ignis smiled, enfolding the man into his arms after their kiss. "But since there's still time, we can find that bow." Nida hadn't said no to it, and he could always add that to go along with the spoon in joke.

Does he? How lovely to hear. And he has to chuckle as well.

"Who says there isn't one already?" Nida asks, his voice low and playful.

"If there is one available, I would love to see you wearing it and nothing else." Ignis replied, dropping his own tone. He loved when Nida spoke to him like that and if the other man wanted him right now, he was more than happy to oblige.

"I wouldn't want to spoil your dinner with dessert so early," David muses, voice soft, a low purr.

Yes, a purr. He likes the idea of it. A lot. But really, they need to be reasonable adults sometimes.

"So a tease is it until after dinner?" Ignis asked with amusement. If he had to sit on himself in a sense and wait for Nida he would because the man was always worth waiting for.

Always.

"Yes," Nida laughs, delighted. "Is that a problem? I hear anticipation builds enjoyment."

He grins and leans forward to whisper in Ignis's ear.

"And tonight it's whatever you want, love. However you want it."

"Not at all. I've read that the biggest sex organ is the mind, because that's where it all starts." Nida got another kiss and then those words whispered in his ear made his skin tingle.

Wow if he wasn't super horny at this moment when he heard that. So he laughed low and pulled back to look at the other man. "If it's my choice, I'm making love to you where I can plainly see all of your beautiful expressions while looking deep into your eyes."

What an interesting thought there. Nida would have said it was the skin, given the fact that it was all about touch, about the contact and the heat and the intimacy that all created. That said, Nida couldn't say he had bothered to read a lot about intimacy.

"That sounds like the most beautiful thing I could ever ask for," Nida says, offering the other a smile. And, after a moment he tilts his head to consider Ignis.

"What would you say if we put the cats in the bed room and got to enjoy the light from our little tree?"

After all, there were less snowflakes everywhere else.

Ignis smiled but listened avidly to the suggestion. The stocking was left, but it was alright, he would take this idea and run with it. "Of course, I'll gather Ebony at once." Alone time was alone time but even when the cats were allowed to prowl around the house, there had been times when they'd made their presence known at inconvenient times.

Sure both of the cat dads had a sense of humour about the shenanigans but still if it could be avoided, so much the better.

Oh, there were definitely things he didn't want to mix. Julia's euphoria abilities and intimacy were definitely high up there.

"You seek the little shadow, I'll deal with Princess," Nida laughs, moving to try and sneak up on the peacock cat in the new bed. "Julia, dear, if you don't behave, I'll sing at you later."

It felt like a valid threat.

It wasn't long before Ignis had Ebony cradled in his arms and placed her in the room. And while he was in there, he gathered up one of their softest blankets and pillows. He wasn't sure exactly what Nida had in mind but he grabbed a few extra things just in case too.

Nida followed Ignis soon after, carrying Julia in her bed and tucking the mewling princess away. She seems a bit disappointed, of course, and Nida smiles, lowering her to the bed. Which doesn't please her at all, but Nida closes the door behind them anyway.

Once they were shut away he smiles at his lover.

"Is it time to celebrate our night?"

Ignis had been waiting in the hall with the pillows in his arms and blanket draped over them. He smiled as Nida asked his question and in answer the advisor leaned down to give the man a kiss.

"Yes, it's time."

He really had no idea what Nida was up to nor did he really care. All he wanted to do was be with the man he loved. The rest was unimportant at this point.

"Well then," Nida smiles, moving forward to kiss Ignis lightly. "Shall we dear?"

And it makes him happy, to be this close, this wanted.

Ignis had no problem figuring out what to get Nida for his birthday. He'd gone out a day or two after their Winter celebrations and while the other was away, he found at least 4 notebooks and 4 sketch books all in new condition. Then he searched a little bit and had managed to get two sets of pencils so that the man could draw. And he'd found a frame for the picture of him that had already been wonderfully drawn.

There was also a nice dinner planned along with a birthday cake and ice cream for dessert.

So it was new year's eve as well so he waited for his other half to see the meticulously wrapped gifts on the table and the cake.

It had been a long day, a long shift, and Nida was coming back in less than prime condition. But there he was anyway, slipping through the door, trying not to pant too hard. There was an ugly bruise across his face and some blood running down his neck.

And Nida? He sighed and was ready to close the door behind him.

"Hey love, sorry for the mess. I, got a cloth so I can wish up?"

He'll need to trot some magic out, though.

Ignis saw the man immediately and moved over to him. He didn't even think twice about the request and got a warm washcloth with a bit of soap on it. Ebony of course seemed to realize something was amiss and scrambled to get underfoot to get in on whatever was going on, but he moved her swiftly out of the way.

Going back over to Nida, the blonde shook his head. "Allow me." And then he started cleaning the blood away. Either he was going to heal that bruise or his beau would but that would wait until afterwards.

"Do I want to know what happened?" he asked as he gently began wiping the blood off.

So kind of him. Nida leans into the cloth.

"Bad day at work. But the moment I see you, that I'm here with you, everything is perfect," he says, smiling as he pulled the guy close. This was completion and safety.

There was a small smile at Nida's sweet words but Ignis fixed his gaze on the bruise. "Let's finish getting you cleaned up and healed." This was said softly, and he here was giving the other the choice to do it himself or it would be done by Ignis.

But he didn't want to admit how his heart melted at feeling the other lean into his touch because it was always such a treat for him.

Right. Healing. Nida sighs. He doesn't want to blow a spell on it.

"I'd rather save the magic. A bruise and busted lip isn't much," Nida decides.

And he just wants to enjoy their time together.

"Then I'll get to it after you've had a chance to relax." Ignis didn't want Nida to fuss since the man had just gotten through the door. But he was determined to heal that bruise before the other went back out the door for work again. He just had to be patient, so patient he would be.

So he placed a gentle kiss on the top of his mate's forehead as his arms encircled Nida's waist. "I've got dinner started and your birthday cake is made."

"You really made a cake," Nida says, and he's smiling at the thought of it. "I don't think even Rin made me a cake."

He'd come to a conclusion, by now, as to just who his 'sister' in the last world had been. Just who Julia had belonged to before him. To think that he'd be so tied to her was mind blowing, but he also knew there was a reason he never got a birthday cake even though he was strong armed into acknowledging his birthday.

"Dinner and cake sounds good. You're making me excited for today."

"Of course I made you a cake darling. Ice cream will be involved as well." But then his head moved to the side at the unfamiliar name. "Rin?" That was a name he hadn't heard before but it wasn't up to him to pry. He would simply leave it at that and let the man tell him or not.

Ignis smiled and gave the gentlest kiss on the lips. "You have gifts waiting on the table too." He didn't want to say so out loud but that bruise was driving him up the wall and he couldn't wait to heal it.

If he found out whoever did it on purpose, Ignis would make sure to repay it in kind, but that wasn't mentioned nor would it be.

"Rinoa Heartilly. I think that's who owned Julia before me. My sister, in the last worlds," Nida answers. And then he's grinning.

Ice cream. Nida loves ice cream.

"Gifts? Again? Ig, my flame, you thought of more gifts?"

Nida doesn't know what to do with that. His eyes look toward the table, and he just looks... shocked.

"Ah I see." A sister, right he'd mentioned having one once. But then the grin took his attention off of that topic rather quickly. Nida's fondness for the frozen treat was known and of course Ignis was happy to cater to that and every other desire the man had.

He laughed a little self consciously and shook his head. "Birthday gifts are quite traditional along with dinner and dessert." And he didn't want to say it but he did pay attention when Nida spoke about things.

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Time to move to NYE?

Birthday/NYE

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