It's Swing Time~

[cipherspeak]

It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out Elisha's motivation for organizing - or, honestly, delegating the organization of - a semi-formal dance party. Lucinda had suggested a ball, with stars in her eyes. She probably had already picked out ballgowns and themes in her head when Elisha had nixed the thing and - in a moment of desperation, with the memory of the swing-themed Fox wedding still in his head - suggest a Spring Swing, instead.

Everyone had run with it, and Elisha was pleased to say it had come out well. He was even more pleased to say that he didn't have to wear a suit, even if he stepped out into the lantern-lit gardens in everything but the tie. He paused near the raised dais provided for dancing and gave the small band the signal to start up the music before he attempted to fade back in the crowd. Not that that ever worked.

"Let the games begin," he murmured to no one in particular as he picked up a glass of champagne off a tray.

Note: Open to everyone and their brother; tag around, have fun!

Comments

[messire_messer]

(ooc: aaaaanyone. You're getting a dance, Grey.)

[heartsofdarkgrey]

(ooc: Wheee!)

Greylan yelped in surprise as he was snagged up into a dance. He laughed some falling into step. "Hello to you to!" He chuckles.

[messire_messer]

It's not part of the steps to bounce in place, but Rap's never been one for sticking to steps. "Hello! You've been sticking to the wall awhile, I think."

[heartsofdarkgrey]

He laughs and grins. "Have I? Well I thank you then...." He pauses, try to remember the man's name. "Ah Rap right?" He smiles then nods. "But yeah. Thanks"

[messire_messer]

"It is indeed." Sweeping bows while dancing tend to throw a body off, so he just dips Grey a little to accommodate the bowing. "No thanks needed, really. Was the wall an entertaining partner, at least?"