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Who: Everyone!
What: A dance. :|
When: October 31st-November 1st
Where: The hotel ballroom in LucetiLand.
Summary: Here is the post describing the event!
Rating: Uhhh anywhere from G-R.

At the door there stands a droid; he's wearing a very snazzy tux, and collecting the invitations. If you don't have an invitation, don't worry!

Just get the hell in that room. Thank you.

The ballroom is enormous, more than enough to accommodate you and your fellow captives. The lighting is overall somewhat dim to set the atmosphere; there are tables bunched together at one end of the room, and a rather large dance floor at the other (complete with lights, strobe and spotlight, and a DJ-droid in a sequined suit and sporting a hangman's noose around his neck). To the side, lengthy tables loaded with all sorts of partyriffic snacks and drinks. And of course, droids milling about in the same sharp suits the one at the door was clad in, all with little spooky variations to add festivity -an arrow through the head, Frankenstein bolts through the neck, vampire fangs, etc- as they seem to be setting chairs, cleaning up used plates and cups, and generally stopping anyone from sneaking out the windows or doors.

It can be noted, however, that the droids are terribly outnumbered.

You can join in the festivities; take a seat and wait for a friend or a date, have a snack or try to escape. Just make sure to make the night memorable.

Because there is something lurking outside...and if you leave to investigate, you might not come back.

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Well hello there, fellow wallflower. How are you doing? Rubi wasn't the only one trying to slink away from this place. Dyne was currently residing in the further corner of the wall, arms crossed and generally looking displeased. It looks like you weren't the only one who got shoved into a questionable costume as he is now clothed in a more traditional red pirate outfit (http://www.comicbitsonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/treasure2.jpg).

It's nothing compared to yours though, and Dyne had to pause his reverie for a moment to stop and just...stare.

Dyne was just about the last person Rubi wanted to talk to at the ball considering their earlier clash, so he subtly decided to move closer to one of the snack tables. That didn't work very well, though. One of the droids ended up grabbing Rubi by his necklace and dragging him over to Dyne.

As if that weren't enough, the droid stayed there, as if watching them. Now, Rubi had fought against robots before, but he hadn't been able to grab his bow before he was abducted from the village.

So now he was stuck awkwardly standing in front of Dyne, which was admittedly better than being out on the dance floor. "...They got you, too."

That was an interesting display. Just what did that droid want with him? And why won't it go away? Dyne was so enjoying his peace and quiet too.

"...Looks like it. Not as bad as they got you though."

To his credit, Dyne really was trying hard not to laugh at the other's misfortune in choice of costumes. They were stuck in the same boat after all.

Normally, Rubi would have ignored the comment, but not when it came from Dyne. He was slightly uneasy from the robot's presence, so Dyne was a welcome distraction.

"I'm just surprised that they found a costume that hides your wrinkles, old man."

He didn't necessarily think Dyne was old, but them? Them was fighting words.

Fighting words indeed. Dyne does not look amused at that. He's heard this enough from Vyse and Rebecca.

"I doubt it does much for hiding anything, actually," he said, gesturing at his noticeably bare chest. Good thing the temperature in here was fairly comfortable.

Rubi smirked. He was surprised that the old man didn't have a beer belly or anything like that, to be honest. As if to be obnoxious on purpose, he reached into his bag and pulled out a cigar.

"You don't say. You almost look like a pirate. All you need is a bottle of cheap human beer and a cigar."

Almost? Dyne is all pirate, baby. And he's a pretty fit one too, aside from the smoking habit. Constant raiding made sure of that. Though, Rubi's attempt at being obnoxious works, as he now casts an annoyed look over to the elf.

"I thought it was strange you only found one from a pack."

...He would be angrier, but honestly, he's a bit more worried about that droid looming over behind them.

Rubi wasn't exactly unfit himself, either. Though he was tall and slender like most elves, he was also a hunter, and it showed. His body was fit and there were numerous scars on his chest and arms.

"Did you now? How long did you keep searching after I had left?"

"A while. There's more than one pack around town, you know. But nice try."

Dyne was attempting to sound cool and mildly annoyed, but it was hard to concentrate with the droid around. It hadn't been that long since his own kidnapping and he was well aware of how brutal the things could be. The fact that they had not tried anything as of yet made little difference to him.

"I'm so glad you found some." He once again offered the cigar to Dyne, subtly trying to get him to shut up. It would do him a lot of good, since he did feel awkward in his costume...he was just good at hiding it.

After a while, though, he started to pick up on Dyne's nervousness. He had never been Mallynapped, so he wasn't nearly as tense about the droids. "...What's wrong?"

Look Rubi, he can do the dry tone too. "I'm sure you are." He was never one to refuse a light though, so he accepts the cigar with a brief nod of thanks.

His eyes flicker back momentarily to Rubi before returning to rest on the droid again. Dyne saw no reason to tell Rubi about his previous encounter with the droids, so:

"...Nothing. That thing is just irritating, is all."

Well, here's hoping Dyne brought a lighter, then. Rubi does not particularly want to share his matches with Dyne.

He didn't buy that for a second, though, so he probed a bit further. "You've seen these things before today?"

Maybe he ought to steal your matches. Fair's only fair. But Dyne does in fact have a lighter with him. A nice silver one that he probably jacked off of some Valuan warship.

He doesn't particularly want to share his life story with Rubi so all the elf gets is a brief answer.

"Yeah. Once."

Ever try stealing from an elf, Dyne? Just because he's wearing a loincloth doesn't mean he doesn't have nimble fingers himself, you air thief.

And he's not too interested in his life story.

"...so they're the ones who perform the kidnappings."

Hey, Dyne is very good with his hands. Maybe you'll figure that out one day.

Excellent. No problems on that front then. Though, Rubi's answer causes a slight tenseness in the Air Pirate, who responds by giving only a silent nod. It was something he'd rather not think about, to be honest.

Maybe one day Dyne will figure out that Rubi isn't a complete jackass. Just mostly one.

He noticed the tenseness again, though. Years of wandering the human world had taught him to be a bit of a people watcher, and he was surprised to see that Dyne was reacting in such a way. He had expected Dyne to be stronger than that...and it made him wonder just how bad it was. He didn't say anything about that, though.

"I see."

Maybe. Unlikely, but maybe.

But Dyne just shrugs his shoulders.

"Experience is different for most people, I guess. But abduction doesn't seem to be on their agenda tonight."

Rubi studied the droids carefully, wondering what they were really up to.

"Not yet, at least."

There was a sentiment he could agree with.

"...No. Not yet."

Rubi looked forward to the day he was taken, if only to see what the big idea was.

"...You. What's your name, human?"

So charming, Rubi. Dyne is completely blown away by your social grace, and will turn his gaze back to you with a bit of an annoyed stare.

"'Human', huh? So just what are you supposed to be?"

Rubi is equally unimpressed, Dyne. You smell so great smoking there.

"I'm an elf, of course."

~~Hey cigars aren't the only thing he smokes~~ Dyne just shrugs. He has no idea was an elf is, and honestly, he doesn't really care.

"...Dyne."

~~That doesn't count.~~ Rubi notices the shrugging, and he's not going to bother clarifying himself.

"Rubi."

He'd just find you irritating if you did.

"Hm. Nice to meet you then, I guess."

You're not the only one. TOLD YOU I'D DO IT.

...This is so bad/awesome.

It is beautiful, is what it is.

What it is...is beautiful.

I ship it.

Yeah. Me too.

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