-Overflow- for 24 - Autumn Reception

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone!
What: Autumn Reception
When: September 30, 6 PM
Where: The Gods' Meeting Hall
Summary: The Heavens are throwing a formal party! Old and new gods alike are invited, so put on your nicest outfits and some good dancing shoes, and come see what this shindig is all about.

Continuing from HERE!

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[priforprince]

We should be spending our time as befits gods and their retainers, should we not?

[ Hibiki is just building on her earlier thesis, here. Gods should get to do godly things. And apparently her vision of godliness is....

....okay, it's exactly like her life back home. Celebrity. God. SAME THING.

Since Celty seems all right with the dance thus far, Hibiki starts adding variations to their steps. In fact....

Would the lady care to be twirled? ]

[lookingforhead]

[Celty tilts a bit at Hibiki's question. She has a feeling of what the other woman means. She's been around her enough to get an idea of what she's about. She's not sure if such a lavish lifestyle is the best a god should live for but she doesn't try to challenge Hibiki either.

And yes, the lady would care. She allows Hibiki to twirl her, clutching a bit tighter to make sure she doesn't lose her balance on the spin.]

[priforprince]

[ Very cautious of you. Hibiki smiles, drawing Celty close when the twirl concludes. ] Your grace befits a lady of such twilit mystery. I hope to see you at many more such occasions.

[ It's a little hard to know where to aim the sparkles when the fan lacks a head, but. She'll sort of just look at the smoke to smile. ]

[lookingforhead]

[Given the way those curls of shadow thicken into a steady stream, those sparkles certainly hit their mark. Celty shrinks into herself in the way only a maiden could when complimented so, her fingertips gently stroking the backs of the prince's hands as they remain clasped together..]

[priforprince]

[ How encouraging. Hibiki's movements grow more gallant with the encouragement, and she sweeps her lady around the floor. ] You're welcome at all of my concerts, as well.

[ They are leaving a little trail of sparkles behind them now, to match the smoke. ]