houseofcards_rp | It's Swing Time~

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.

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Theo was welcome to be as exhausted as he wanted to be, but that just sucked for him. Because Karisa was approaching with her hands outstretched. "Will my King honor me with a dance? They're playing our song, sir!"

She was giggling as she tugged on him, clearly having a great time.

Seeing his Heart happy was always a welcome sight. Theo spied her coming, looked theatrically this way and that for a place to hide, but gave up, shaking his head and laughing as she approached.

"Well, I can't really refuse, now can I?" He let her pull him up from the chair and out over the floor, hoping he remembered enough of his swing not to trip over anyone's feet or fall flat on his face.

She couldn't help him here. She was mostly making it up, although she'd practiced a little bit with Miss Elani last week. She did, however, giggle as she twirled and bounced, until she couldn't breathe and simply collapsed against her King, laughing all the while.

"You're not actually dead on your feet, sir. I'm so proud of you!" Or something, anyway. Either way, her grin was broad and her curls were still bouncing.

Theo caught her to keep them both from toppling over, chuckling along with her. He kissed her forehead with alacrity, shaking his head at her enthusiasm.

"I'm overwhelmed with your confidence in me, Miss Three. It quite warms my heart, it does." No pun intended. "Not so bad yourself, either, I noted."

"Don't be too overwhelmed," she snickered. "We're both in trouble if you're overwhelmed. You're too tall to be overwhelmed, Theo; you'll knock me over!" More giggles while she nuzzled his shoulder, arms slung around his waist.

Kari didn't need drugs or alcohol to be like this; just being surrounded by so much positive energy was enough to have her flying high. She couldn't deny the three glasses of champagne, but she'd probably sweated through all of it by now.

"Are you having fun?"

He let her nestle close, stroking her hair as she did so. His own girls wouldn't be quite her age just yet, but no doubt as lively and as infectiously cheerful, or so he'd hoped.

"Having a blast," he replied with a nod, although not quite true, it was very close. Just being out of his office and not having to deal with some other medical emergency was blessing enough. "Well, maybe not a blast, but definitely a good time."

She knew she'd never replace his family, but Karisa did like to think that she helped, on some level. That having her around made it a little easier to cope with them not being here. It was probably just a vain belief, but she'd hold onto it, for now.

"That's good enough. I'll take it." Turning her face up, she beamed at him, bright as looking at the sun itself.

It's Swing Time~

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