NEW YEARS EVE FESTIVAL LOG (WOW GUYS, THIS TOTALLY ISN'T LATE OR ANYTHING...)

[asgardmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: New Years Eve! WUTWUT.
When: Err...New Years Eve. Wut...wut? (December 31st, Day 14, etc.)
Where: The Castle Plaza
Rating: Worksafe. If this changes, PLEASE INFORM THE MODS.

[Look down. Now back up! Where are you? You're in the Castle Plaza, with the Gods your Gods could God like.

[Lively, pleasant music hangs in the air around you as fireworks explode in the sky above. There is a tempting aroma teasing at your nostrils. Where is it coming from? Those long tables at the center of the plaza, overflowing with food you love. Craving anything from home? You'll be sure to find it there.

[Look around you. What do you see? Carnival games. Hundreds of Carnival games, including a dunk tank, and all for free! Carnival games not your thing? Why not give the dance floor a try? That music is awfully catchy, and just look at all those stunning lights!

[Enjoy yourselves, travelers. A New Year is upon us.]

Comments

[turkishly.livejournal.com]

[And dance he would. The movements in his steps where graceful in their own manner, they were heavier though, the movement of hips and hands incorporated amongst steps that were light but firm. It was not too far from the dance that Laurent had shown him before but still there were many stylistic differences. In the movement though, he spots the familiar face--one of the figures he knows most of in this realm and when the chance arises he reaching out and snatching the others wrist to pull him in one fluid motion out onto the floor.] Laurent.

A pleasure seein' yah here. Dance with me?

[aeterno_arma]

Ah, the pleasure is all mine. [Laurent smiles, already following the movements of his partner, easy falling into rhythm.]

Do I really have an option now? I'm glad I got to see you dance before I ruin it.

[turkishly.livejournal.com]

You? Ruin a dance at all? Don't be silly. [He commented quietly before pulling him along, turning his hand in his slowly and then leading him further onto the floor.]

And you said you liked to dance--forgive m' for bein' rude.

[aeterno_arma]

I don't know this dance, while I can't try to understand the pattern quickly but I will probably mess it up.

[He shakes his head, smile still tugging the corner of his lips.]

I didn’t think you were rude, don't worry. Does this dance have a name?