The Turning Day Ball

[inkith]

~~Transiit and Aireth~~

Transiit stood in front of her mirror, hair falling in a curtain down her shoulders, a little longer than usual. She hadn't shorn it in a while. She was staring at herself. And had been for a while. Not in a weird self-obsessed-staring way. In a sort of self deprecating way. The sort of look that says 'who would want someone like this?'

Aireth could feel these old emotions radiating off her rider in waves. These emotions that Transiit hadn't felt in a while, or at least that she had pushed to the back of her mind and pretended wasn't there when she was spending so much time with Y'san. Aireth knew that Transiit didn't think was good enough for anyone. She had always blamed herself for the madness that had overcome her mother when she was just a young child, the madness that had so closely followed her fathers not-so-ubrupt demise.

But when she was with Y'san she almost forgot all these things. Almost being the key word.

Softly, calmly. Aireth spoke to her rider. Do you want to snap out of this? Because your acting like a bit of an idiot.

Transiit didn't even look at Aireth but her brows furrowed and the dragon could tell that her rider had heard and registered the question and comment. After a moment, Transiit grinned.

"You don't say anything subtley do you?" Her mood has brightened considerably.

Nope. Not at all. Now do you want to get dressed? Or do you want to be in your undergarments when Y'san gets here.

Transiit's eye twinkled mischievously at the comment but she went to get dressed anyways.

On second thought don't answer that. I won't let him in until you're decent.

~~J'kel and Lirith~~

Mine, if you would like to hurry up and stop worrying about your appearance. Could we please go pick up our dates? I would not like to be late. Lirith's voice was calm, but was laced with the undertones of irritation.

"Ok ok. Lirith. I'll be just a second. Hanrak are you sure it's ok?" J'kel looked anxiously over at his friend.

"For the hundredth time. Yes it's fine. Now don't leave your lovely ladies waiting."

J'kel was wearing an incredibly expensive black tunic. That was really a bit short. But would have to do. He'd had it since before he'd come to the Weyr, but he'd only worn it once or twice. The brownrider didn't go to many fancy functions whilst working in the stables. His pants were a slightly lighter grey colour, and contrasted well with the tunic.

Hanrak stood up from his place on the floor.

"Get going man! You'll be late. We don't want Lirith getting his tail in a knot."

Thanks

"Ok. I'm going." He headed to Lirith and jumped on his back, he was going to meet Saiyuri at her Weyr so he could pick her up.

"Let's do this."

~~Rylsea and Evelon will come later. Evelon will definitely be a gentleman and go pick up Faizah. Don't worry ~~

[FaizahPandora]

Faizah was in her weyr, standing before her mirror and trying to figure out what to do with her hair. She had already gotten dressed, and had decided that she would keep most of her hair down. But after having gotten dressed she didn't like the way her hair looked.

She had pulled up the sides and front of her hair, braiding the sides so that they met behind her head. The rest was out and, since it had been newly washed, had curled slightly had the ends. But now that she saw them together, Faizah didn't like the combination.

The dress was gorgeous. Tailored specifically for Faizah, which had cost her a good mark, it was white and red. Reaching to her mid-calf it was almost purely white. However, up at the bodice it had red with a trailing floral pattern. There were also small dots of red reaching down the dress to just past her hips. It was strapless, and as pretty as Faizah could have hoped for.

((looks something like this.))

Now she just needed to figure out what to do with her hair! It had obviously grown since she had come to the Weyr and Impressed. But that just meant that there was more to do with it. Flower, Faizah's spiral flitter, landed on her should and chirped at her. Flower grabbed a clawful of Faizah hair and started twisting it around itself.

Faizah got an idea, turning to look at Flower. She pecked the flit a kiss on the head, then lifted her off her shoulder. "You're a genious, Flower." She whispered to the spiral.

I don't see how she is a genious. Both of them are rather annoying...[/i] Passianth grumbled from his bed.

Faizah only laughed. "They are annoying only to you, beloved. Either way, she gave me an idea with what to do with my hair." She explained to the grumpy white.

Faizah grabbed a container of pins and pulled a few out. She took a large clump of her hair and divided it in two, then twirled them around each other. When she was done twirling them she pulled it to the back and clipped it into place. She repeated this process with most of the sides and all of the front. She let the back continue to hang there.

When she was done she looked back into the mirror and smiled. "Much better." She muttered to herself.

[inkith]

~~Evelon and Evelsk~~

Evelon stood in front of his door. His hand on the doorknob, pausing in his journey out the door. He just realised that he was quite nervous.

He sort of knew Faizah, but not that well, it had been a random spurt of courage that had him ask her to the ball and now he was thinking that she going to be sorely disappointed if she has to spend a prolonged period of time in his company.

She hadn't really spoken to him that long and she said yes. Maybe she only said yes in a spurt of courage as well. And she was regretting it now. She would meet him and wonder why she said yes in the first place.

He wanted to go with Faizah. He wanted Faizah to have a good time. With him. But he didn't want to disappoint her. He was afraid he wouldn't be good enough.

Evelsk trotted up beside him. Butting his head against Evelon's immobile thigh. His multi-faceted eyes gazed deep into his. And the understanding he found there helped push those thoughts to the back of his mind.

He turned the knob and pushed open the door.

He walked towards the Weyrling barracks, it was the first time he had been there and was uncomfortable walking through the doors. But he got over it as he walked towards Faizah's room.

Evelon took a deep breath, and knocked.

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Rylsea was in the bathroom. Touching up her hair. She couldn't actually believe that she was going with Torri. It made her feel light-headed as she though about it.

Her dark hair was pulled to the back of her head. Pulled away from her ears and pinned, but her straight fringe still hung just around her eyebrows. Her hair brushing her collar.

She was wearing a black dress. It was layered with lace and was strapless. It pushed her nicely sized bust forward and up. It accentuated her tiny, tiny, waist. And the black contrasted with her milky, white skin.

Looks like this


She took a breath and stepped out of the bathroom. Ready to go to the ball. With Torri.

[wildfire]

Mine you look fine now stop your fussing before you drive yourself nuts. Vaith commented as Saiyuri fussed with her hair. She'd already dressed, wearing a short, teal blue colored dress. She just couldn't seem to get her hair to cooperate with her. It was currently in an ornate bun with a few strands hanging down to frame her face. Sighing the young woman turned to the sapphire who was lounging on her couch.

"What if he doesn't like it?" she whimpered and Vaith snorted.

Don't be silly of course he'll like it. He likes you doesn't he? Calm yourself before you have a heartattack. the sapphire teased turning her head in time to see Lirith coming. Speaking of them, here they are. she informed her rider. Saiyuri immediately forgot about her stubborn hair, a delighted grin spreading across her face.

Oh this was going to be so much fun!

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Meanwhile Ariya was getting ready, though she was reluctant to leave Faith who was still on the sands. The Spiral assured her she'd be alright with Corenth around so the teen had gone to get ready. She'd be wearing a white and pink gown tonight and she hoped S'ven liked it. She'd actually managed to keep the dress a surprise so she hoped he did.

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the others will come later. Fingers are tired xox; For now assume the rest of my girls are getting ready in their rooms.

so I don't lose dress ideas:

Ivory's dress: 2.bp.blogspot.com/-lRaqsJC8Vbw/TwKD5E0NAPI/AAAAAAAADDU/XLvBe64pnng/s1600/light%2Bblue%2Band%2Bwhite%2Bwedding-dresses.jpg

Tessa's dress: womenscocktaildresses.net/header/womenscocktaildress2.jpg

Phoenix's dress: www.promdresspicture.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/prom-dress_43.jpg

Aleyna's dress: www.lightweddingdresses.com/images/bridesmaid-dresses/img0-25.jpg

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Conyr still wasn't sure about going to the ball. He was going with Lanrie simply as friends but even still he was extremely self conscious. He was blind. How in Faranth's name was he supposed to dance and make sure Lanrie had a good time?! Oh he was going to make a fool of himself wasn't he? Well it could always be worse he guessed shaking his head a bit as he straightened his shirt as best he could. Loki and Sugar chirped encouragement at him, sensing their pet needed a little confidence boost. Conyr smiled a bit stroking the flitters gently before heading out. It didn't take him long to find the weyrling barracks and Lanrie's room where he paused before taking a deep breath.

Then he knocked.

[FaizahPandora]

Faizah looked over to the door as a knock came to her ears. She knew that Lanrie was getting ready for her partner to come as well. She called out to Lanrie as she walked over to the door.

"I've got it!"

Faizah answered the door, a smile coming over her face as she saw who was there. He looked like he was slightly nervous, and now that he was here Faizah was getting slightly nervous. Not because she was going with Evelyn, but because this was the first time she had dressed up in a long while. And she didn't want people to stare at her.

But she put those aside. "One moment. I have to get my shoes." She told Evelyn, leaving the door open as she attempted to find her shoes.

[inkith]

Evelon and Evelsk

The breath that Evelon didn't even know he was holding huffed out all at once as he saw Faizah open the door. She looked.... beautiful... absolutely gorgeous.

She disappeared away from the door and he had to blink himself out of his daze. Wow... He had missed what she said as she backed away from the door, but she was rooting around trying to find something. Evelon caught sight of a bare ankle from underneath the hem of Faizah's dress before it was hidden from his gaze again.

Shoes. She's looking for shoes, right, that's what she said. Pay attention! Pull yourself together. You can't fall apart and forget yourself everytime you look at her. But as he glanced over at her, he knew it would be futile.

He stepped into her room. It was similar to his, but brighter, lighter. Evelsk stood outside the door still, shaded by the shadow that was thrown into the hallway by the door. But he poked his head in, scouting out the area, before ducking back out into the darkness.

Realising that only a little time had passed, but he was still standing in there entrance to her room awkwardly, he asked, "Do you want some help? Finding, your shoes that is?" A hand went subconsciously to rub the back of his neck as he asked.

((By the way FaizahPandora. It's Evelon not Evelyn..))
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D'reli and Tarath

D'reli straightened the lapels of his tux as turned to look at Tarath.

"Well. I'm ready. What 'cha think?"
Tarath replied sarcastically. Well, dear, you look beautiful. You'll outshine all the other ladies. He rolled his eyes and snorted. If you stay here any longer someone might think that you actually care about this stupid ball.
"Hey! I do care. Just because you're boring and anti-social doesn't mean I have to be. And I just happen to be accompaning a beautiful woman to this ball."
Well your beautiful date has a male dragon. So I don't get a date.
"You could have asked someone, but no-one would have said yes to you." He poked his tongue out playfully at his Pyrite
Excuse YOU! I'll have you know, I'm a very sought after bachelor in this place. I just don't want to tie myself down.
D'reli rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath. "Or you just can't win a flight."
Tarath narrowed his eyes at his rider. What did you say?
"Oh nothing, nothing." D'reli responded quickly.
I thought so... Now. Are you going to go pick this woman up are not?
"Are you going to take me there? Or not?' The rider lowered his voice threateningly at the end of his sentence as if daring his dragon to not take him.
Oh, of course, it would be my pleasure. From the way the Pyrite dragon accented his final word, D'reli didn't think it was that much of a pleasure.
"Oh come on you lump. Let's get going."
Mumbling unhappily, but doing as his rider said, they took off towards J'emmay's weyr.

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J'kel and Lirith

J'kel almost fell off Lirith in his haste to get to the wonderful, beautiful woman waiting for him. He stumbled towards her, before tripping onto his knees in front of her.

Immediately, the brown rider and the brown dragon, started laughing. With J'kel grabbing onto Saiyuri's waist which was conveniently in line with his face to keep from falling over.

With a wide smile on his face he looked up at the beautiful woman he was clinging to, "That's not really the entrance I was hoping for." He added a sheepish shrug, a blush forming over his cheeks. "But I sorta lost my balance when I saw you. You are so beautiful."

((I love torturing J'kel))

[FaizahPandora]

((Sorry. I'm bad at spelling until I get used to the name. I won't forget again XD ))

Faizah heard Evelon's question. "No thank you, I've already found them." She answered as she slipped them on.

Faizah, after putting her shoes on, headed to the door. She called back, telling Lanrie that she was heading out. She was about to close the door behind her, but paused. She looked over at Passianth with a questioning expression. Missy and Flower were already settling down for the night, under Faizah's orders, but she was wondering what Passianth planned on doing for the rest of the night.

"Do you want to come, Pass?" She asked, a small smile on her face as she asked.

Passianth regarded Faizah for a moment, then shook his head. I will stay here tonight, mine.

Faizah shrugged. "Your loss, my friend." She said, closing the door. She then turned to Evelon. "Are we ready?" She asked, blushing slightly. She was nervous, but excited at the same time.

[Raelyn]

Nate knew he was late. He'd finally gotten up the nerve to ask Tessa to the ball - nearly last minute, as well - and now he was going to be late to meet her! He wasn't quite sure what she was wearing tonight, but he'd gone with something he hoped wouldn't clash too much.

He couldn't, however, help adding his red denim trousers to the mix. Besides the skinny red trousers, he'd decided to wear a white longsleeved dress tunic, near-black navy tailored jacket, a loose skinny black tie with black lace-up boots, and his red fingerless gloves. Thankfully it was the middle of winter, and his choice to cover almost all of his skin wouldn't be too wierd. He really didn't want the scars to show - especially when he was dancing with a girl he liked!

He breathed to steady his nerves as he finished tying his boots and got to his feet, swallowing through a dry throat, and opened the door to his room. Thankfully Tessa was a Candidate like himself, so there wasn't far to go. He'd noticed Conyr had already left, and smiled, silently wishing him a good evening with Lanrie. But right now he needed to get his butt over to Tessa's room!
((she shares with Bella and Nate shares with Conyr and Nathan, btw))

He hurried down the hall, bit his lip nervously, and then knocked on the door.
"Tessa, you ready?" He called out softly.


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Lanrie was getting ready in the room she shared with Faizah, sighing a little. She'd bought a beautiful dress but now she was nervous. She didn't care that Conyr was blind (would she be lying if she said it wasn't a part of the attraction? someone who couldn't base their opinion of her on how she looked? and someone as sweet as Conyr, too!) but she was self conscious nonetheless. She smiled as she listened to Faizah and Evelon, and waved absentmindedly as she dug through her closet. But then she heard the knock, and squeaked a little, looking up and around. Faizah had already left, and Zith bounced across the little weyr towards Passianth, who was clearly staying behind. The little Dusk came very close to the white, wanting to play a llittle while their riders were out.

Lanrie's eyes widened and she frowned at the clothes. Finally she decided on the dress she'd just bought recently, grabbing the long, strapless, shimmery, ballgown-type pearlescent powder dress. It was blue on the bottom with the torso wrapped in soft pink shimmery gauzey fabric. She'd aready styled her bright red hair into curls, and as she hurriedly slipped on the dress, she fumbled for the blue flower she'd gotten, which she slipped into her hair.

Then she realized, as she zipped up the back, that she couldn't zip it all the way.

"Um... Conyr... You can come in, but I kinda... need some help." She said, biting her lip. "The last few inches of the zipper... I can't reach to zip it the rest of the way up."


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Torri was unsure why she was so nervous. They both liked each other as more than friends, they'd kissed, and they were going to the ball together. Why should she be nervous. But she was. Torri sighed, and tied the black scarf around her neck. It looked a bit like a tie, and that was the point.

She didn't want to look like a boy, not exactly - she wanted to wear something that was the perfect balance between tomboy and femenine. She'd dressed in a plain white, thigh-length capsleeve dress, black 'tie', a black fedora with a black flower on it, and a coral pink tailored jacket with black boots. She'd also cut her hair even shorter, and now smoothed her bangs to the side nervously. She rolled her eyes at her silliness, got to her feet, and started towards the bathroom.

At that moment Rylsea walked out, and Torri froze, eyes going wide. Her best friend, the girl she really, really really liked. Looked absolutely stunning.

"Wow."



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Tomas was feeling strangely confident tonight. Especialy in comparison to how he'd been the day he'd goen over to ask Ivory to the ball. He'd gotten a case of nerves and tried to back out, and then she had asked him.
((ooc: not gdmodding, as we did mention doing this, yeah?))
He'd been absolutely stunned and could barely stutter out that yes, he did want to go with her! Very much so, in fact.

But right now, he wasn't a fumbling, nervous fool. He just hoped Ivory didn't mind his outfit. He'd not gone with anything to fancy, rather choosing something nice from his closet, a henley-style red and black plaid longleeved buttonup tunic, darkwash denim trousers, and brown workboots.



He had to go on foot, obviously, but he'd be a sharding idiot if he thought that he would wait for Ivory in his room. No, he'd be worse than that because that was harebrained.

So, he'd finally arrived, hopefully he hadn't taken too long, and now he ran his fingers through his hair one more time, and knocked on her door. She was the Junior Weyrwoman. He could hardly believe he was going to the turning day ball with Ivory of all people.

[inkith]

Evelon smiled at Faizah, blushing slightly as well, he really was doing this. He really was going to the ball. With Faizah of all people.

Setting up beside her, he held out his arm to her to take. All gentlemanly. Taking her hand and setting it on top of his arm, he felt her warmth through the long-sleeve of his tunic and grinned wider.

“I’m ready if you are.”

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Rylsea flushed a deep red, the colour spreading all the way down her neck at the look her best friend gave her. However, Rylsea made the most of her distraction and used the time to study Torri as well.

She looked. Elegant and graceful and exotic all at once. Rylsea’s eyes took in the tie-looking scarf around Torri’s thin neck and imagined what it would feel like to grab it and yank her mouth to the girls in front of her.

The candidate cleared her throat and blushed even more with the direction her thoughts were going. Shaking her head slightly to clear it. Otherwise they might not make it out of this room.

“So. Um. How do I look?” She asked, holding her hands out and palms up in a questioning gesture.

[FaizahPandora]

Faizah smiled as Evelon set her arm over his. "I'm ready." She said with excitement.

She was nervous, though. And a bit embarrassed. She was going to the ball, and she was dressed in a dress, of all things. That was most of her nerves, the dress. But Faizah put that aside as she glanced at Evelon from the corner of her eye.

"Are you excited?" She asked in a soft voice.

[inkith]

"Of course I'm exited. I'm going to the ball with the most beautiful woman here."

He cast his eyes quickly down her figure wrapped in that dress. And did she look beautiful or what. Evelon wasn't just saying that to butter her up or anything. To him, she did look incredible. Just incredible. He suddenly felt inadequate standing next to her.

His suit had been Haren's. His older brother, but when his brother had shot up in his teens, the older of them hadn't been able to fit his broad shoulders into the jacket anymore. But the sleek suit fit Evelon's frame perfectly. Showing off his lithe muscles, and his height, which was just under a head taller than Faizah's five foot eight.

He looked into her green eyes and said just what he thought. "I sort of feel a bit inadequate standing next to you." He shrugged and dragged his gaze away from her eyes, eyes he could get lost in, and his hand returned to the back of his neck as he coloured slightly.

[FaizahPandora]

Faizah laughed slightly, blushing a bit. "You're so sweet." She said in responce to his compliment.

Faizah took her turn, looking Evelon over as subtly as she could. He was taller than her, which was wonderful, and he looked great in that suit. She smiled to herself, glad that she was going to the ball with him. And she wouldn't deny it.

She blushed again when he said he felt inadequate next to her. "You shouldn't feel that way. I feel a little ridiculous in this dress. Its been a long tim since I last wore a dress." She said, glancing down at the ground as her blush deepened.

[inkith]

Evelon glanced up in surprise at the beautiful red-head standing next to him and gaped at her. He should have thought before he said these next words, but they all just came out before he even realised what he was about to say.

"You feel ridiculous? But you look absolutely breathtaking! I can't believe you even bothered to say yes to going with me when you are, you and beautiful and worth so much more than me. And I can't believe I'm even this lucky to have anyone like you even... standing next to me..." He trailed off at the end. Realising he had probably said more than he should have, and that Faizah didn't think about him in that way. She had only said yes because they were friends...

"I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I didn't want to make you feel awkward."

He stopped walking and took a hold of her shoulders, getting her to look at him. He couldn't resist slightly circling his thumbs over her smooth skin, hopefully it wasn't too obvious...

"I know you don't think of me that way. Or in any way other than a friend, so I don't want you to think I'm purposely trying to push you into something."

((kat, wildfire??? Are you able to reply to my earlier posts??))

[FaizahPandora]

Faizah blushed at Evelon's comment about her look beautiful. But at the same time she frowned, looking up at him. He believed that she was worth more than him? What was wrong with this boy...?

Faizah shook her head when Evelon stopped talking. His hands were still on her shoulders, his thumbs rubbing in circles, but Faizah barely noticed. She reached up and laid one hand on the side of Evelon's face, slightly caressing. She gave him a small, yet slightly sad smile.

"Don't say you're unimportant, Evelon." She said.

Faizah moved her arms around his waist, then rested her head on his shoulder. She closed her eyes as she hugged him gently. "You're one of my best friends, Evelon. And you're important to me. And worth a lot more to me than a lot of people around here." She muttered softly. "There is no one else I'd rather be with tonight."

((He's so sweet, Ink. Maybe we could have a small romance between the two?))

[inkith]

Evelon closed his eyes as Faizah's cool hand rested against his cheek. He quietly sighed in pleasure at the feel of her arms around his waist and her soft, warm body cuddled up to his. he rested his head on top of hers as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her even closer into their hug.

He smiled at her words. But it faded quickly. Faizah didn't know anything about his past. She didn't know about Linkt. How he had let her leave. And how he had never heard from her again. He didn't know that his parents blamed him for her leaving, they didn't sy it directly to his face, but he knew that they blamed him. He could see it in their eyes whenever they looked at him. That's why he was so glad when he was searched. Just so he could get away from the looks, the blaming.

He had never told anyone about his family. And hopefully no-one would have to know. He didn't want other people, his new friends at the Weyr, Faizah, to blame him as well. His own subconscious was bad enough.

Even though he knew he wasn't worth much. His heart warmed at Faizah's words. You're important to me.

He pulled out of their hug, and reached up to brush a tendril of hair out of her face. "Thankyou Faizah." He smiled, but the light didn't reach his eyes.

"Come on, we're almost there." he reached to take he hand this time, and fold it carefully within his.

((I wasn't intending to at the start of this post. But I really think these two would make a cute couple. I'm thinking Evelon will definitely have to tell her about his past))