The Winter Ball

[central_librarymods]

The Winter Ball

As the Library prepares for the turning of the seasons, another of its rooms opens to the patrons. It is different than the others with a wide, sweeping marble floor inlaid with patterns of holly and snowflakes that is uncluttered by books and shelves. Music drifts through the hall, hinting that the patrons should dance. Do not worry about the gently falling snow; none will slip upon the marble unless they wish to do so.

Tables are scattered well away from the dance floor to allow patrons to gather and talk in small, intimate groups. Along one wall is a table stacked high with holiday foods from dozens of different realities. Evergreens decorated with globes of colored lights and frost remind the patrons that not everything fades with winter's cold. Presents can be found beneath the decorated boughs. Everywhere is a reminder of holidays from worlds near and far, some grounded in reality and some that patrons thought only existed in imagination.

The Library welcomes each patron and wishes each to enjoy an evening of music and festivities. Happy Winter Holidays to all who have answered the Head Librarian's invitation!

Prompts

The Dance Floor

1. Filling Your Dance Card. Each patron will find a dance card in his or her possession. Each being is encouraged to fill the card by dancing with five different people. Those who do will find a surprise waiting for them beneath one of the evergreen. (See note below)

2. Dancing on Air. Sometimes it feels like a song will sweep you off your feet. During this musical number, that can be literally true. While in the midst of a dance, patrons might notice that they're feeling lighter than usual and their feet barely touch the floor. That's because they've started to float above the dance floor. It may be unsettling at first but once the song ends the patrons be earthbound again.

3. The SnowBALL. Someone forgot that this is a formal dance, not a playground. When a patron steps on a certain pattern of snowflakes on the floor, snowballs will begin to fly. Patrons shouldn't worry too much if they in the middle of the action. These are magic snowballs and will not ruin gowns and suits. They can even be lobbed at other patrons if someone is feeling mischievous.

Mingling

4. Eat, Drink, and be Merry! The food at the buffet looks tempting and this time there are not magical side effects (except what might happen in the reality that the food is from). Enjoy a few treats from another world. Enjoy a drink or two... just remember that someone most likely has spiked the punch and that could have exciting or disastrous results!

5. Don't be a Wallflower. People who stay too long in one spot will find small winter flowers and leaves growing around their feet. These are harmless, but encouraging patrons to mingle and move and socialize with each other; especially dance.

Winter is the Darkest Time of the Year

6. In the Dark of the Night. If a patron wanders too far away from the main group, he or she will notice that the candles don't seem as bright and the fairy lights seem to fade. The Library is dark, darker than normal. Nothing more illuminating than a candle, except where Patrons gather. Those who wander away might find themselves lost and need someone to rescue them from the shadows that linger beyond the ball.

7. Tick Tock. In one corner of the ballroom, patrons might notice an item that looks strangely out of place. The old grandfather clock is decorated with scenes of different winter holidays that seem to draw the eye... and the unwary patron. Get too close and the clock case will spring open and a boggart will appear. Those familiar with a certain wizarding world might know the right spell that will banish the spirit and find themselves able to cast it with ease. Those who don't may find themselves confronting their greatest fears.

8. The Mirror of Dreams... and Nightmares. Like the Mirror of Erised, the mirror will show a patron the most desperate desire of a person's heart. At first this may seem innocent but some will be unable to look away and later... The forces that inhabit the Library may take an interest in what patrons see and these visions might come back to haunt them later.

((Note: The dance card prompt will allow players to earn extra points for the event. If a patron tags with prompt 1 and has five patrons tag their entry and the player returns those tags, they will earn extra points. The Cat will be available for dances if someone adds an ooc not to their prompt. Special thanks to wanna_bash_heads mun for assisting the mod team with the prompts. This will also be included in the test drive to encourage new players into the Library.)

Comments

[redarrowqueen]

Thanks to the ongoing garbage inside Thea's brain she had been keeping to herself beyond a few little outings. But those outings let her offically meet Barry and also got her to meet Casey (who quite honestly made her smile). But now she had a bigger problem, finding a dress for the ball. But she had found a dress (thanks to a quick portal hop) and was at a mirror waging another battle, this time with her hair. "You can do this, nothing will hopefully go wrong for once." she whispered, not knowing anyone could hear her.

[directorofhydra]

Grant Ward has a goal - namely - find someone to dance with his brother. The sound gets an eyebrow raised.

"First ball?"

[cannonwithagun]

Sara walked into the new room in the library, brushing off the skirt of the dress she was wearing. She'd skipped out through one of the open portals, and found something similar to a dress she had at home. She at least knew she would be comfortable in it. Glancing around, she didn't see many people in the room just yet, so she kept to the walls, hoping few people would notice her, since she didn't know many people. For now, she would just be content to watch as people mingled.

Sebastian | Slightly Tipsy Wallflower

[dulcet_cellist]

Sebastian had learned several times already that standing still was dangerous. Alec had gone off to find Jace or Magnus, he couldn't remember which. He'd had two more glasses of punch and a plate of food and met a nice man named Thomas. And now he was happily warning a nice lady in a pretty purple dress about plants.

What was it with this place and magical plants?

"Excuse me. I'm sorry to interrupt, but I wanted to let you know if you stand still too long flowers will grow around your feet. And I don't mean that as in you're dress is like a pretty purple flower so flowers will grow at your feet."

He pointed down and smiled a little when he noticed plants had already started to grow.

"Although, your dress really is pretty and I don't mean that as a pick up line."

1--Dancing

[wanna_bash_heads]

Sorry, not enough people to really just hide against the wall like that. Especially once someone actually explained the dance card to Casey. He...knows the very bare basics of touch-dancing, but can learn quickly. Teach him, and he actually can be a good partner.

"Definitely a bit different seeing someone in person than over a video huh?" The voice is familiar, and the face...sort of is. It's missing a bandanna though, from their video-chat. Older teen male, lanky-athletic frame, at least Casey had found something appropriate to wear. The smile on his face is playful too. "Sara, right?"

[OOC: Please ignore the belt-buckle in the image picture. Otherwise it's a good example of what Casey's wearing. No bandanna, which means there are two fine-fine scars semi-visible. One on his right eyebrow at the edge, and one up near the middle of his forehead disappearing under hair.]

Grant Ward + Open.

[directorofhydra]

Filling your dance card

[It's a positive night, and it's one that he's determined to enjoy. His brother's here, there'll be a family reunion soon enough, but he's got Kara's hand in his and then he's off to get them some punch. Once that's done however there's a very handsome man who's more then ready to mingle.]

Dancing on Air + Snowballs, for Kara.

[Grant Ward is thinking about those moments that you get once in a lifetime. Those moments that you have where everything is good and the gross feeling in your chest of being - disconnected - is gone. With Kara in his arms he's unaware - seemingly - that their feet have moved several inches off the floor.

Pressing a kiss to her neck he holds her close.]

We need to set a date for our wedding. Is it bad that I'm thinking February?

Amery Vallet | OTA

[amery]

1 - Dance Card

It had been a long time since he'd been to a ball like this, and he almost wished he had his dress uniform instead of his flight uniform. He still looked sharp, as it was; his flight uniform was comprised of a high-collared dark blue jacket with silver and brass buttons, and gold epaulettes, slim white trousers, and high black boots. He'd left his flight gloves in his room, instead fiddling with his white kid gloves, adjusting them and tugging on them.

His dance card was empty so far. Back in Volstov he'd never had trouble approaching anyone for a dance, but at home he'd had Rook or Jeannot to talk to, goad each other on into approaching a beautiful woman. But here, everyone was a stranger, and there was no Dragon Corps to impress. He cleared his throat, shifting from one foot to another, and tried to catch someone, anyone's, eye to see if they would be interested.

5 - Wallflower

He only noticed the flowers creeping around his boots when he tried to move his feet and met resistance. Frowning, he tried again, but was afraid to tear the plants. They didn't seem to be deadly, but they also didn't appear normal.

"Erm," he said uncertainly, "Has this happened to anyone else?"

4 - Eat, Drink

Thank lord there was food. He'd tugged off one of his gloves to eat, so he wouldn't get crumbs or other food on them as he chowed down on snacks. And helped himself to some punch. After his third glass, he realized it was spiked, but it was too late for him to care, so he helped himself to a fourth. On the plus side, a drunk or tipsy Amery was an Amery far less uptight.

"Excuse me," he said to whoever happened to be nearest to him at the moment, his somewhat heavy Volstovic accent, resembling a blend of Russian and French, almost heavy enough now to mangle his words a little, "Has anyone ever told you that you have beautiful eyes?"

[ooc: will match format!]

5

[directorofhydra]

"...I've been moving." He studies the plants, "You feeling all right partner? They're not poisonous are they?"

Ward has had a little to drink.

4

[alec_lightwood]

Alec was looking through a tray of sweets, a glass of the spiked punch in his hand when he heard the comment. Looking up from the tiny, frosted cakes he gave the being an amused look as he realized what he'd said. It was a comment he'd heard before, either from well meaning relatives despairing over Alec's life choices or from beings who were trying to seduce him. His eyes were a startling shade of blue that were made brighter by black hair and the black suit he wore.

Looking over the patron, he tried to remember if he'd seen him before. If he had, it'd been from a distance. "Was that an observation or were you coming on to me?" No one had ever accused Alec of being subtle verbally.

Jace | 4 | This should be fun!

[wayfaring_stranger]

"At least once a day since forever." Jace answered smugly, helping himself to food, eating off the large trays and placing other items onto a plate.

He was working on his fourth glass of punch and still had room for plenty more. Once he'd realized someone had added something nice to the boringly sweet liquid he'd finished the first three glasses before wandering over to the food. After everything that had happened to him he thought he had a right to a few drinks.

"It's a curse really. Blond, muscular, and beautiful golden eyes."

He popped some shrimp into his mouth and regarded the stranger thoughtfully.

"You know the punch is not really punch?"

1 (Female Goddess-Wolf ok? I have ideas, if it helps.)

[dog_of_the_sun]

Ammy was used to dances, and celebrations. She had not been to one like this however, and the experience was new. Nor did the flowers-growing around her when she stayed still bother her too much. They weren't manifestations of her divinity, but that did not mean they troubled her too much. Not when shaking her fur out helped to dislodge them.

At other times, the white-wolf moved gracefully through and around people, observing and scenting. The red-markings on her fur showed easily in the Library's atmosphere, as did the flicker of the solar disc flaring with the sun's corona that occasionally appeared above her back. Dark eyes wide, intelligent, more than a wolf, and a faint scent. Sniffing, then moving towards it.

Coming to a stop by the nervous gentleman. His clothing was unfamiliar, but quite striking. Even in his nerves, he held himself like a soldier though. Unlike anything Ammy had seen. A flicker of her tail, words appearing as if inked in the air before they faded. Japanese, then fading to a language he could understand. Would you like a partner, oh Soldier?

Thomas Ward | OTA

[scarredpsyche]

1 - Dance Card

He wasn't exactly big on dancing, and he'd never been to an event this fancy before. It was a little overwhelming, and he wasn't even dressed properly for it. He wouldn't have known how to dress for something like this without some sort of explanation, and he didn't have a whole lot of money to buy anything with. He made an effort at least, put on something nice, and then hung near the sidelines while he tried to figure out who he was going to ask to dance--and how he was going to do it.

4 - Eat, Drink

Strategically, Thomas had placed himself in a seat near the buffet table, though the rest of his own table was empty. There was just him, a plate of food, and his second cup of punch. His dance card was discarded (ha) on the table next to his plate, more or less forgotten about for now.

[ooc: will match format!]

Re: Thomas Ward | OTA

[directorofhydra]

[This hurt.

Watching Thomas all by himself. Seeing the life that he'd denied him because of Chris - and because of himself. Mostly because of himself. He kissed Kara and ambled over to his brother.]

...You know if you keep your feet planted for too long you're gonna have those little flowers growing up inside your shoes bro.

[enlightenedfeline]

It was tempting to jump onto the table but it wouldn't be hygienic. Which meant that the Cat wasn't quite tall enough to be seen when he hopped onto the chair across from Thomas. Only his ears, the top of his head, and his eyes could be seen easily. Watching Thomas for a moment, the Cat purred thoughtfully. "Be careful of the punch. It has become extremely alcoholic."

Thea Queen l OTA

[redarrowqueen]

Filling your dance card

Thea had decided to accept dances with anyone who asked, ladies would of course be platonic. She figured it was the first of many steps to facing the ghosts inside her head and soul.

Wallflower

At one point however her demons went into overdrive so Thea headed to the wall for a breather. But after awhile a bank of flowers was growing just around her shoes. "Strange but an interesting strange." she admits.

Eat, Drink and Be Merry

During another breather Thea wandered to the food table and snagged some cookies and some tea.

Tick Tock

Thea picked the worst time to wander past the clock, springing out a little version of Ra's Al Ghul and a reminder of her past as an addict and angry at the world party girl. "Not her anymore!" she kept whispering, trying to make the memories go away.

[alec_lightwood]

Since they'd already kissed beneath the mistletoe, Alec decided that asking for a dance wouldn't seem too forward. Thea knew that he was dating someone so it wouldn't seem like he was hitting on her. It was probably something odd to worry about but after his parents always being hopeful that he'd find the right girl he was always considered that before asking.

Walking over to her, he smiled as he held out his hand. "Would you like to dance?"

Sebastian | Wallflower & Drinks | OTA

[dulcet_cellist]

Finding something to wear was easy. Sebastian had a lot of experience choosing nice clothes and having them fitted. For him clothes were worn like a shield. They made him feel better and more confident and he enjoyed being comfortable in clothes when most of his life he wasn't even comfortable in his own skin. He didn't choose his clothes to impress anyone.

But a ball was something special and he did try to choose something appropriate. A simple, but stylish black Jacket, white dress shirt, and a black tie. The same for his Pants , fitted perfectly to his frame.

As much as he loved his clothes and as much as they helped him feel better there was still the room full of people he had never met and despite being a musician he couldn't dance. So he grabbed himself two cups of punch and found a quiet spot away from everything where he could watch.

[alec_lightwood]

For someone who normally wore ratty sweaters and jeans with ragged holes in the knees, Alec looked at ease in the carefully tailored black suit that he'd found for the ball. It as something that Magnus had given his approval of even if it lacked the flamboyant colors his boyfriend preferred. For some reason an old nursery rhyme came to mind as he wandered through the crowd. Black for hunting through the night...

The color looked severe but it emphasized the color of his eyes. Maybe not as much as the blues Izzy and Magnus tried to get him into but he preferred black tonight. He wanted to impress on his terms, not with the hints from others.

Eventually, he spotted Sebastian, skirting the dance floor to make his way to his boyfriend. Eyeing the two glasses of punch, he arched an eyebrow at Sebastian. "The party isn't that bad, Sebastian."

Sebastian | 8

[dulcet_cellist]

The mirror was beautiful and something Sebastian had never noticed in the Library before. He wondered if it was part of the decoration for the party, like the flowers and the snowballs. He thought of the mistletoe and wanted to stop and turn back, but before he could make it happen he was standing in front of his reflection staring at himself.

He was smiling and talking to someone who suddenly appeared. It was his father. Laughing and smiling at him, touching his shoulder and they were together, sitting down at the dinning room table. His father was looking at him, seeing him, and he was happy. He wasn't yelling or crying. His father wasn't angry or disappointed.

It was as if nothing had ever changed between them. They were father and son and it was so clear in his fathers expression that he loved Sebastian. He wondered if maybe this is what his life would have been like if he weren't gay. If he hadn't fallen in love with Jack or been more like the son his father had hoped for. Was this what it would be like if he had been born right instead of wrong?

In that moment he didn't care. His father was hugging him and looking at him the way he'd missed for so long The way he had when he too young and his father was still his father and would pick him up as soon as he came through the door after work, asking him about his day. He would read to him at night and encourage him and play with him. His father had loved him and he still loved him.

Sebastian placed his hand on the mirror, wanting to feel what his reflection felt, wanting to be apart of what he was seeing. He wanted so much for his father to hug him and tell him it was okay.

"Father! Dad! Daddy! I'm right here! It's me. It's me. I'm right here."

Re: Sebastian | 8

[dog_of_the_sun]

Ammy wandered, dancing occasionally and resting to watch the others at other points. This was a new type of festival, or at least that was as close as she conceptualized it. People dressed as if it were for a great Court, and yet the atmosphere was more like a matsuri in mood.

One scent though--so familiar and yet.. It caught her, and yes--faint, diluted, but there. Nippon, and Ammy followed her nose, making her way carefully through the crowd. Near enough to observe the young man, and a large looking glass. The scent came from him, and the Goddess-wolf recognized it now.

He was from Nippon; somehow, in his blood. One of her children, so far as she was concerned. No matter how far away, or how faint, his blood was from Nippon and so she would watch out for him. With that puzzle solved, other scents came to her from him. Distress, deep sadness and pain, and longing...

Moving closer around to his side, soft-padded footsteps to come and sit by him, looking between him and the glass. She did not see what he saw, only the young man reaching out to press his hand against the glass. A soft 'whuff' to gain his attention, if she could.

Casey Jones--Open to all (Other prompts can be requested too)

[wanna_bash_heads]

Casey hadn't been fond of the idea of dressing up. Reminded him of too many stuffy-functions that had required it before. Besides, he didn't have a lot of clothing here, and certainly nothing that nice. But then he and Sebastian had gotten to talking, and the bookworm was so excited. Then horrified at Casey's reaction to dressing up, and even more so when it was clear Casey...wasn't sure how to. This was somewhat different than formal school dances, and he already wasn't fond of those.

Darn Bookworm had puppy-dog eyes and a pout to rival Casey's little sister. Off to the market, and Casey would've rather fought monsters. Eventually though, a compromise and something had been found. Bright red blazer (with some silver-trim), over white shirt--and Casey'd discarded the tie very quickly. NICE black pants (and the stupid belt-buckle discarded), and it was about as dressed up as Casey felt comfortable in. Black hair had been combed, but still fell messily, and he did know better than to wear his usual bandanna.

Which meant people who get close could see not only the faint scar on his right eyebrow, but possibly catch an even fainter scar on his forehead, that runs up under his hair and bangs. Also clearer without the hoodie and layers, Casey is lean but athletic. (Which should come as no surprise considering he's practically lived on the atrium's ice-rink trying to get a hockey game or similar going.)

1. Dance card.

Ok, finding the card in his pocket made him a bit puzzled. Someone better explain to him what a Dance Card is, and why it's used? Once he knows, Casey'll work on filling his up. Social guy, and while you might have to teach him to dance properly, he's game.

3. Snowballs

Didn't really matter who started it, but once Casey figures out there is the possibility of snowballs? He'll be trying to figure out how to recreate it. Stepping on snowflakes, and then gleefully engaging in snow-ball fights. Especially since they don't seem to harm the formal-wear.

4. Eat Drink and Be Merry

Ok, Casey hadn't really cared enough about school dances to tell whether this was like them or not. He DOES however know what is always talked about, so is eyeing the food and the punch warily. Doesn't mean he won't be found socializing around the food table.

7. Tick Tock

The clock was definitely out of place, and kept drawing his eye. Nor was he exactly one to not give in to his curiosity. Which meant when he got close enough, the case sprang open. "What the..."

Whatever it was was shapeless for a moment, before solidifying into a weird shape. It was a humanoid shape, in a black suit with tattoos on his arms. Resembling a famous asian actor but with sunglasses over his eyes, and exuding arrogance. Spiked rings on his knuckles, and Casey grimaced and backed up to start looking for a weapon.

Re: Casey Jones--Open to all (Other prompts can be requested too)

[redarrowqueen]

(1 of course!)

Thea playfully pulled Casey onto the floor for a very silly dance,"No need for formal with me you know!" her way of saying joking around was fine by her. He made her laugh when not much could make her smile as of late so she was going to return the favor.

Jace Herondale-Lightwood | Eat, drink, be sarcastically handsome.

[wayfaring_stranger]

There was only one reason he'd decided on something less wild Shadowhunter: Alec. Alec didn't care about clothes, not the way Magnus did. But he had a few years experience and growth and had commented about dressing appropriately. And while he knew Alec wouldn't care as much as Magnus about what he chose to wear he wanted to make an effort for Alec.

He'd settled for a jacket that was a compromise and pants that were less of a compromise and more for hunting and training later. But they were both black and fit him nicely. He was still wearing his boots.

Jace headed straight for the food and punch bowl, the two most important items in the room at the moment, and would see about the rest later. For now he was in a fairly good mood considering all things.

Amaterasu | Okami | OTA (+1 special for Bob the skull)

[dog_of_the_sun]

Filling your Dance Card
This wasn't like any kind of dancing Amaterasu was familiar with, but she enjoyed it anyways. There was a formality to it that reminded her of the festival-dances held in the round, and yet it was not nearly so structured. More a round-dance between two people alone, rather than a group.

Nevertheless the Goddess-Wolf mingled and danced in her own way, more graceful than a normal animal certainly.

Eat, Drink, Be Merry
For a wolf (not really solely a wolf however), Ammy is able to hold her liquor quite well. The spiked-punch does not bother her at all. While she misses Mrs. Orange's cherry cakes, there are some pastries that are similar, but not. Definitely a berry flavor of some kind, and light enough that Ammy keeps stealing them discreetly from the table to nibble on them.

In the Dark of the Night
Normal darkness, Amaterasu had no problem with. Night was as much a part of the cycle of things as daytime. Goddess of the Sun she might be, but Night was not an enemy to her. Occasionally venturing away from the others though, and the dimmer light, made her worry. A low, querying whine, head-tilting as she tried to figure out why it was growing darker unnaturally.

Custom for Bob-the-skull (who's temporarily human)
Once the fae-man who writes on air does make an appearance, Ammy grins to herself and moves over towards him. Sitting patiently, waiting for his attention, with a smile on canine-face. A pleasure again, Bob-san.

[harrys_skull]

Bob smiled down at the goddess and bowed hands together. "Hello lovely one," he says. "You look as though you have something you wish to say."

Natasha Romanoff | OTA

[msromanoff]

[1 Filling your Dance card]

Natasha had taken care choosing her outfit, with imput on color from Bruce. She did her hair as well. She can be found by the food, because even though she worked out she did love to eat. She is in a good mood tonight, and happy for the first time in a long time. She might even say yes to a dance or two.

[Dancing and Snow for Bruce]

There was really only one name that Natasha knew would be on her dance card was Bruce. She just fit into his arms like she belonged there. She was finally starting to believe that she did. She couldn't keep the smile off her face, as they twirled around the floor. She felt like she was floating.

Re: Natasha Romanoff | OTA

[wearebothangry]

Bruce smiles warmly as he looks at the woman in his arms. He felt like he was floating too. She looked beautiful and she was with him. He chosen to wear a tux even though he hadn't worn one in years. "I love you," he said softly.

Barry Allen l The Flash l

[give_me_a_museum]

[1}: Filling your Dance Card

Barry didn't really want to dance. Felicity was gone and he wasn't in the mood, but the Library was the Library and it wasn't going to let him mope for too long. So here he was with a dance card in one hand waiting for his first partner.

[6]: In the Dark of the Night

Barry wandered away from the ball looking for a quiet moment and frowned as the lights started to dim. "Okay that's not good," he muttered to himself thoughtfully.

Re: Barry Allen l The Flash l

[redarrowqueen]

(1)

"Will I do Barry?" Thea was feeling just as lonely and knew she could at least be a little link to home for Barry. At least she could hope right? "Plus let's just say there's another things Queens have in common: we can't dance." trying for humor.

Bob l The Dresden Files

[harrys_skull]

[Snowballs!]

Bob was Fae and Winter Fae at that. This Ball was reminding him of the parties back home where his kind would eat and play for days to celebrate important millstones on the calendar year. So Bob was having a blast pelting people with snow balls and sending snow flakes swirling at couples he felt could use a little romantic boost.

[alec_lightwood]

Alec definitely didn't need a romantic boost. Not with what he had planned for the evening. Which he hoped wasn't too obvious but he probably did look a little dazed and like he'd been kissed quite a few times. Patrons who barely knew him might not notice but someone that was friends with Magnus...

The bubble of happiness that had nothing to do with the highly alcoholic punch might be why he didn't notice the snowball until he smacked into his head. Muttering a curse, he swiped ice from his hair, instinct causing him to whirl around before he registered that there wasn't any dangers nearby. "You're lucky I don't have my bow with me tonight. I thought you were a demon."

The Doctor l Doctor Who l ota

[sonicseverything]

[Eat Drink and Be Merry]

The Doctor wasn't much of a dancer in this regeneration so rather than embarrassing himself he stayed near the food, poking at this or that with curious fingers and popping the stranger looking bits into his mouth with a happy sound.

Felicity Smoak

[kittened]

[locked to Barry]

Felicity had been scarce over the last few weeks. Some might have even thought she went home, but she was just deep in the library doing research. She was like a sponge, and just soaked all the knowledge that the library had to offer up like a sponge. She felt awful though because she felt like she missed so much.

She was bound and determined to make it up to her boyfriend though so she chose a special dress for ball, and did her hair and make-up just for him.

She spotted him and made her way over, tapping his shoulder.

"May I have this dance?"

[Later.... Wallflower]

After spending time with Barry, and catching up.... Felicity needed some food, so she could be seen grazing by the food tables. She is very friendly and social, just make sure not to touch her food. She feels like she hasn't eaten in weeks.

[redarrowqueen]

Thea being Thea knew what had to be done when she spotted one of the people who has become an older sister to her. She pulled Felicity into a fierce hug, being careful due to her own recent wounds of course. Of course not everything could be hidden: the stabbing had left its mark as well.