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by ✦ nemuri » Tue Jul 23, 2019 4:57 pm
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by ✦ nemuri » Tue Jul 23, 2019 4:59 pm

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wine, and everyone was far too engrossed in their own affairs to pay him too much mind.
indentand that suited him just fine.
indenthe touches the mask on his face, as if to ensure that it is secure. the snow-white mask gave him
anonymity, and allowed him to walk freely amongst the revelers without fear of them knowing who he was.
indentthe irony...he tends to leave a rather noticeable mark wherever he goes. whenever his knife
falls, suffice to say quite soon everyone will come to know of his deed. blood on white is harder to conceal
than in any other color, after all.
indentand everyone marvels at his work, despite their disgust and horror. there's always a perverse beauty in
red against the white.
indenthis target weaves her way amongst the guests, plying them with sweet words and charming smiles.
whomever she deigns to speak with, wherever she cares to go, she was always treated with absolute
deference. when you're the eligible heiress of an affluent and wealthy empire, he supposed that the
sycophants will be there, never failing to come to call.
indentthe dark-masked woman brushes past him coyly, shoulders brushing against his. it was a subtle taunt,
eyes flashing beneath the black mask, daring him to make a move…
indentmany stories surround the pavones; usually the sort that seema to end in everyone making deals with
some old pantheon, or practicing some worship that the clergy deemed heretical, or engage in convoluted
conspiracies against each other or in order to retain their wealth and status. such stories he usually
dismisses as gossip and lies, spread by the common folk as a way to vent their frustrations against the rich.
however, some of the stories he's heard—especially those of the heiress' family—makes was all too familiar
to several others he knows of personally, and that gives him a prickle with unease and, yes, a touch of fear.
if the pavones wrap themselves up in such affairs, there was little way of knowing what they can and might
do.
indentin this he was pure, as untainted as the mask he wore to conceal his face.
indentnot to be caught off-guard, he takes her hand, bending down to brush his lips against it. almost like
a suitor.
indenthe was out of his element, but two can play at this game.
indentshall we dance, my lady?
indentthey both step onto the dance floor, their movements graceful and coordinated, as though they were
one person. he was out of his element, but he was here on a mission, and he will carry it out despite the
challenges that will bar his way.
indenthe looks forward to it.
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by ✦ nemuri » Tue Jul 23, 2019 5:00 pm
indentblack. it represented a lot of things to alice, and when she carefully slid on her mask, she let her mind
wander a little. even as she exchanged polite smiles that thinly veiled her displeasure, she hummed to herself,
deep in thought. so what if she was being a little rude to her guests? she was the star of the night, the heiress
of the pavone family. she could afford to make others wait on her for a little bit.
indentthe faces at the party were a blur to her. her delicate fingers brushed at the lace of her mask, and she
merely smiled prettily at every interaction. from a young age, she had been groomed to be proper, to carefully
tuck away her emotions in order to be more unassuming. most people weren’t aware of the business that her
family dabbled in. it’s better that they didn’t; their reputations didn’t need to be tarnished into an even deeper
black.
indentit’s a pretense. all of it was fake, from alice’s beguiling smiles to the gentle words that leaves her lips. all
she has to do is look pretty and elegant to the people. they don’t need to see the blood that stains her elegant
hands, nor do they need to hear the threats and lies that her silver tongue weaves. the shadowy night is when
her family truly begins to move, and it’s difficult to see blood in black.
indentshe spies a figure with a white mask and deigns to step closer, close enough to brush their shoulders
together. even if her family name hadn’t been so tarnished, she had little doubt that people would still come
for her neck. why wouldn’t they? she was the prickly heiress of the pavone family. this was reason enough for
others to want to kill her.
indentregardless, the other person takes her hand and kisses it gently. they invite her to dance, and alice’s dark
eyes shines behind her silken mask, midnight hues complimenting the rest of her lavish ensemble in a way that
was only befitting of nobility. she didn’t enjoy masquerade balls, but if there was one thing that alice was good
at, it was pretending.
indentbesides, she’s seen the way that the eyes behind the white mask followed her as she flitted from guest
to guest, raining them with honeyed compliments and sugary words. she’s seen how the white mask never
truly left her alone, even as they stepped away to avoid raising suspicion.
indenteven if there would be an attempt on her life, alice wasn’t worried. that prospect seemed exciting, and
she’d be lying to herself if she said that she wasn’t looking forward to it. that wasn’t to say that she wanted to
die, however. she just wanted to see where this dance would take the both of them. it was like a chess game,
with her life at stake.
indentleft foot change. right foot change. box step. forward progressive. promenade.
indenthow will you checkmate me, my dear?
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by ✦ nemuri » Tue Jul 23, 2019 5:01 pm
indentwhen the white-masked person accepted alice's hand, they swept her to the dance floor. based on her
partner's movements, they were quite proficient in the dance, smoothly transitioning from step to step. upon
realizing the presumed assassin seemed to know what they were doing, she quickly adjusted her posture into
something more lofty, more elegant. she couldn't fall behind, especially not at such a critical junction now.
her cat-like eyes followed her partner's every action, remaining just observant enough to know when things
could potentially become dangerous for her.
indentalice was a daughter of the pavone family, and while she might have a penchant for getting into trouble,
she was just as good at getting out of trouble. she had tried to become close to the assassin under the pretense
of dancing, but by the time the song ended, she had gotten nowhere. it was like an arduous chess match with
both parties coming to a stalemate, neither side able to capture the opposition's king.
indenthow could this be? was she wrong in thinking that someone wanted her life? alice merely shrugged to her-
self. besides, everything would clear up eventually.
indentshe would wait patiently. the night would end soon, anyways.
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