Rowaini Musketeers: One For All and All For One

[Rystil Arden]

Hyacinthe found the information interesting. He keeps a few notes to himself and then return to the bal room where he had left his master. He will stay next to wall, observing and waiting and trying to find in teh crowd this mysterious Mlle X. If he can learn somehing about her and give that information back to Gabriel, he might raise the favor of his master toward him.

[SBLOCK=Big List]
Gerald Cambres--Richard's drinking buddy and best mate
Jean Darsanne il'Jurai--Initiate of the Jurai blademasters
Aric Dandilo--Known to be a bit of a braggart, a young dandy who spins tall tales of his own prowess. Son of Baronet Guillaume Dandilo
Valmont Merteuil--a romantic and handsome fellow with no lack of admirers among the ladies
Percival Dublanc--A quiet stuttering and shy young man, quite clumsy
Armand Chauvelin--A sarcastic young rake, despite being a bit of a jerk, he still attracts the ladies
Eric Chauvelin--Armand's younger brother. A nicer fellow, easier to get along with
Algus Sadalfas--A young noble, and retainer to Marquis Elmdor
Julien Sorel--A gambler and former candidate for a priest who decided to return to a worldly life
Gerard Dupin--A charming ladies' man with a winning smile
Meleagant Degorre--A young nobleman known for his temper, particularly in one incident where a servant spilled wine by mistake all over Meleagant's coat and Meleagant struck the servant so hard that it knocked the man unconscious.
Viscount Johan Lyrelle--Father of Elise Lyrelle and have been talking at the upper floor about Mlle X with one of the Dullirand
Baronet Hebert Debreuil--Father of Anne Debreuil and have been talking at the upper floor about Mlle X with one of the Dullirand

Mlle X-nobody knows who she really is. There are more rumours as to crazy possibilities than there are people telling them. (Princess Althea?)
Elise Lyrelle--A gregarious young bachelorette, red-gold hair, daughter of Viscount Johan Lyrelle. Loves dancing, music, and parties. Incredibly gorgeous and kind to servants, she's pretty much an undisputed favourite among male servants, not counting Mlle X.
Cecile Dyprans--A shy and delicate young bachelorette, daughter of Baron Stefan Dyprans
Belinda Fermor--Raven-tressed starry-eyed young lady, daughter of Baronet Maurice Fermor
Anne Debreuil--Daughter of Baronet Hebert Debreuil, and of far greater beauty than usual for a Baronet's daughter. Anne is not afraid to flaunt her looks.
Felicity Ladren--Happy-go-lucky and (the rumours say) promiscuous daughter of Baron Pierre Ladren
Julie Novier--Bookish brunette daughter of Baron Jean Novier
Adrienne Tyngere--An antsy but perceptive young lady, daughter of Baron Robert Tyngere
Ingrid Dandilo--A bit of a naive country girl with long straight dark hair, daughter of Baronet Guillaume Dandilo and sister of Aric
Heloise Abelas--A cosmopolitan socialite who spends much of her time in the city, daughter of Baronet Donad Abelas
Giselle Prillard-- Sweet, gentle, and naive, she loves animals. A pretty girl with chestnut curls, daughter of Baron Michel Prillard
Katrine Larochelle--A dreamy-eyed young lady who loves art and poetry, daughter of the Viscount Ducan Larochelle
Lynette Lenoir--Dark-haired somewhat antisocial daughter of Baron Edouard Lenoir
Melisante Degorre--Daughter of Baron Bagdemags Degorre, sister of Meleagant Degorre . Much more pleasant to be around than her brother, usually, though some of the female servants consider her to be rather more catty than she puts on.
Pauline Tovron--An excellent seamstress with a good eye for detail, takes pride in her craftsmanship, daughter of the Baronet Desmond Tovron
Angelique Dechevres--Extremely religious young lady, devout in her belief in the angels. Daughter of Baron Guy Dechevres
Triel Dechevres--Prettier younger sister of Angelique
Rachel Larue--A fan of epic stories. Daughter of Baronet Gaston Larue
Zoe Arobin--Impish, mischievous, and capricious, likes to tell jokes and play pranks. Daughter of Viscount Arnaud Arobin
Valerie Couchaud--Flighty and beautiful, with quicksilver moods that shift between big pouty lips and a perfect smile. Daughter of Count Daniel Couchaud
Ygraine Cortinel--A lady of great beauty, with chestnut-brown hair and green eyes, possessed also with an ironic mixture of vanity and insecurity about her looks such that she needs constant affirmation. Daughter of Count Gorlas Cortinel[/SBLOCK]

*It is rather trivial to find Mlle X. He can follow the gaze of the gawking onlookers. And when he does so and traces their eyes to their target, he can't help himself as his jaw drops almost long enough to let a bit of drool pass by his lips (though he can quickly stop himself before that happens!). From his position to the side of the dancing but near to Mlle X, he can tell that she is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. It is questionable whether he can even imagine a more beautiful woman or one of her equal the moment the vision of loveliness leaves his sight and makes him lose the inspiration. Even if he isn't into blonde hair, of which Mlle X has incredible golden tresses of the most enticing hue, spilling past the mask of expensive Tyrian Violet velvet that offsets and thus emphasises her big gorgeous sapphire blue eyes, he can't help but admit to himself that she is redefining his definition of beauty--and making him think in complicated run-on sentences like this one as his thoughts race and tangle with themselves. What was he thinking about before?--oh right, those eyes. Having met her gaze, he has found himself entranced, unable to look away, as if he is going to let himself sink into the blue of her eyes and drown, dying with a smile on his face.*

 

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*Zoe joins in the improvisation quite excitedly, though with his nearly-unwavering gaze towards her eyes, he can see that she isn't looking back into his nearly as often. Perhaps because she is not paying as much attention or perhaps because he does well catching the rhythm of the allegro upbeat dance, she turns out to be only slightly better at dancing this than he is, and she is clearly more used to this song. He is barely watching the others, but at a glance, he can still tell that Elise is simply fantastic--he would have been much more outmatched with Elise, whereas with Zoe, the two are more in tandem. Zoe seems to be looking towards Elise a goodly percentage of the time, too.*

*As Gabriel and Zoe pass another couple, the assertive young man from the last group who was dominating a conversation as well as the girl with the long dark hair who was listening to him, he barely notices, because he is almost exclusively watching Zoe, that something, perhaps a handkerchief, drops from her pocket, and at the next instant, the two of them spin to the side, and there is the sound of a minor thump, as the man trips and falls to the ground. A small pocket forms around him to let him and his partner get their bearings to start again.*

*Not overly surprised by Zoe’s split attention, as she plots and executes pranks while they dance, he simply enjoys the unguarded expressions on her face when she looks away, though he sometimes lets his eyes follows hers to see what new chance for mischief she’s spotted.*

*Later in the song, Zoe and Gabriel head into an increasingly rapid series of spins, right next to Elise and Gerard, actually, with the beautiful girl with full lips and a dazzling smile who moved through the conversations like quicksilver on the other side. Not to be outdone, Elise subtly guides Gerard into leading into an impressive tricky series of pirouettes that complements Gabriel's and Zoe's. Constantly reading Zoe's body language to continue as she is leading, he notices that her hand darts in the wrong direction momentarily and she stifles a grin, but then she's back to usual for the spin, and with the rapidity of the turn, she is on her way away and into a different shift of steps for the next segment of the Capriccio, as suddenly Gabriel finds a lovely hand coming in to slap him from the side with the girl whose name he doesn't know yet (he can easily dodge it if he wants, or take it, as he chooses).*

*Figuring Zoe’s errant hand is responsible for the lovely hand coming his way, Gabriel just grins and bears the slap, willing to give her the satisfaction of seeing at least one prank aimed at him play out as she intended ... for the moment at least.*

“I don’t know what I did to deserve that, my lady, but I do hope that won’t be the last contact we have this evening...” he says with a audacious grin to the beautiful unknown girl that he allowed to slap him, before Zoe guides him toward her next mark.

 

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“I don’t know what I did to deserve that, my lady, but I do hope that won’t be the last contact we have this evening...” he says with a audacious grin to the beautiful unknown girl that he allowed to slap him, before Zoe guides him toward her next mark.

*Apparently, whatever Zoe did, that was the wrong thing to say, as it seems to implicate Gabriel further. The woman slaps Gabriel again, then, mercurial as quicksilver, she laughs and pats him on the arm before moving on.*

*Zoe dances normally for a while, perhaps waiting for the dancers to line up more favourably for whatever she wants to do next. Then Gabriel notices her letting something fall slowly in a circle as she turns. If he glances down, he can see that she left a circular line of ink, the same radius as the dress of the woman who will standing there in a moment, and sure enough, the dark-haired young noblewoman steps over it without seeing it, dipping the hem of her dress all along the edge into the ink, and just before the capriccio reached a section where the ladies spin rapidly in place. Of course, Zoe and Gabriel are far from there by now, but as the target lady spins, ink goes flying out from the ink-soaked edge of the dress in all directions, particularly toward a masked woman who must be Mlle X because looking at her, he can't imagine that she isn't the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. Mlle X has incredible golden tresses of the most enticing hue, spilling past the mask of expensive Tyrian Violet velvet that offsets and thus emphasises her big gorgeous sapphire blue eyes, he can't help but admit to himself that she is redefining his definition of beauty. Momentarily entranced, as are many other men, he is therefore watching her directly as she moves with effortless, almost supernatural grace, continuing the dance in such a way that she spins and whirls and twists and dodges every single droplet of ink like a movie character dodging bullets in Matrix-style bullet time. Several other nearby targets are splattered with ink, however.*

 

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*Apparently, whatever Zoe did, that was the wrong thing to say, as it seems to implicate Gabriel further. The woman slaps Gabriel again, then, mercurial as quicksilver, she laughs and pats him on the arm before moving on.*

*Expecting nothing less after his overbold comment, as he still doesn’t know what Zoe did though he can guess, he’s nonetheless pleased when the beautiful girl laughs and pats him on the arm.*

As they move on he whispers to Zoe with a grin, “So, what did you do to get me slapped, my fiery beauty?”

*Zoe dances normally for a while, perhaps waiting for the dancers to line up more favourably for whatever she wants to do next. Then Gabriel notices her letting something fall slowly in a circle as she turns. If he glances down, he can see that she left a circular line of ink, the same radius as the dress of the woman who will standing there in a moment, and sure enough, the dark-haired young noblewoman steps over it without seeing it, dipping the hem of her dress all along the edge into the ink, and just before the capriccio reached a section where the ladies spin rapidly in place. Of course, Zoe and Gabriel are far from there by now, but as the target lady spins, ink goes flying out from the ink-soaked edge of the dress in all directions, particularly toward a masked woman who must be Mlle X because looking at her, he can't imagine that she isn't the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. Mlle X has incredible golden tresses of the most enticing hue, spilling past the mask of expensive Tyrian Violet velvet that offsets and thus emphasises her big gorgeous sapphire blue eyes, he can't help but admit to himself that she is redefining his definition of beauty. Momentarily entranced, as are many other men, he is therefore watching her directly as she moves with effortless, almost supernatural grace, continuing the dance in such a way that she spins and whirls and twists and dodges every single droplet of ink like a movie character dodging bullets in Matrix-style bullet time. Several other nearby targets are splattered with ink, however.*

“Ah, a beauty for the ages,” Gabriel murmurs as he catches sight of Mademoiselle X, his eyes fixed on her as the ink starts to fly. “It seems you missed Mademoiselle X,” he whispers, bringing Zoe in close, finally able to tear his eyes from the mysterious beauty.

 

[Fenris]

"Well, I don't know...if my father comes down and sees us dancing, he might get a bit livid. He has little love for 'heretics', as he would call you," she replies, leaving her own opinions unstated, "But I doubt that will happen. Do you know this dance?" she asks, wondering if she should explain it to him or just try to join in with the other couples.

"I'll pick it up" replies Tristan, remarkably light on his feet for such a large man.

"At worst, I'll just sweep you off your feet" he adds with a smile.

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Expecting nothing less after his overbold comment, as he still doesn’t know what Zoe did though he can guess, he’s nonetheless pleased when the beautiful girl laughs and pats him on the arm.*

As they move on he whispers to Zoe with a grin, “So, what did you do to get me slapped, my fiery beauty?”

“Ah, a beauty for the ages,” Gabriel murmurs as he catches sight of Mademoiselle X, his eyes fixed on her as the ink starts to fly. “It seems you missed Mademoiselle X,” he whispers, bringing Zoe in close, finally able to tear his eyes from the mysterious beauty.

"Well, with her build and the cut of the dress, it was almost asking for someone to cop a feel...Valerie is hot, but she can sometimes be a bit temperamental. She's still mad at you, I think, but she didn't want to make a scene. Besides, I think she might have been at least a little surprised by your audacity."

"Mademoiselle X...I wonder who she is. Hers is the beauty that would haunt your dreams for the rest of your life. And the way she moved was amazing...she could probably grandstand even Elise if she wanted to put an effort into it."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I'll pick it up" replies Tristan, remarkably light on his feet for such a large man.

"At worst, I'll just sweep you off your feet" he adds with a smile.

"Well as long as you keep your feet," Angelique laughs.

*She is pleasantly surprised by Tristan's ability to keep from stepping on her toes, and he eventually picks up the basics of the dance.*

(OOC: Is that +5 Perform for Dance?)

 

[Rystil Arden]

*The dances continue for just the right time to give everyone a good time, at least for an intro, and then there is another break to allow people to mingle and talk.*

 

[Velmont]

Hyacinthe stay where he is, trying to keep his head and not falling for that Witch charm, because only a witch or a member of the royal family could be so lovely in his opinion. If she leaves teh dancefloor, he will try to approach and try to overhear her conversation.

 

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OOC: So, is there anything about Mademoiselle X that gives Gabriel the feeling he might have met or seen her before?

"Well, with her build and the cut of the dress, it was almost asking for someone to cop a feel...Valerie is hot, but she can sometimes be a bit temperamental. She's still mad at you, I think, but she didn't want to make a scene. Besides, I think she might have been at least a little surprised by your audacity."

“Well, I shall have to see what I can do about making her less mad with me then, though I can’t fault your choice, as she is as you say hot, so it won’t hurt my reputation one bit,” Gabriel chuckles. “Of course, you’re not without your own charms, lovely Zoe, though one would always wonder whether they were just being set up for something,” he adds, dropping his right hand to give her a little pinch on the bottom, before spinning her out so she hopefully can’t react immediately. “Sorry, couldn’t help myself,” he says with a wink.

"Mademoiselle X...I wonder who she is. Hers is the beauty that would haunt your dreams for the rest of your life. And the way she moved was amazing...she could probably grandstand even Elise if she wanted to put an effort into it."

“Hmm, that does seem to be the question of the night, and you’re likely quite right about her beauty haunting my dreams, though I’m hoping not to sleep overmuch tonight,” he remarks with a grin. “Indeed, her movement was truely astounding, I’ve not seen many move like that, even among the greatest blademasters...”

*The dances continue for just the right time to give everyone a good time, at least for an intro, and then there is another break to allow people to mingle and talk.*

“Well, I hope you’ve had fun during our dance, Zoe,” he says, bowing and bringing her hand to his lips. “Now would you like me to introduce you to our young Jacen, or would you like to make that approach on your own?”