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Any entries earlier than this were pre-reboot.

Jun. 22nd, 2016 08:11 pm
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In the end, it's Jonathan's mad attempt to bring himself closer to Arabella that foists him forward into a mad arrangement of lights, music, people! He knows that sanity lingers just out of mind and that he will have to capture it back, but once he travels once more on this strange road (through a door and not a mirror), he thinks that if he cannot bring himself to Arabella, perhaps he can bring the fairy folk to him.

Jonathan Strange will host a party so luxurious and wonderful that they have no choice but to attend.

He uses magic to deck the lobby of the hotel with shimmering lights and stars that hang upon the ceiling in constellations and patterns that cannot possibly exist. Food dots each corner, but if the eye were to catch it properly, it would be noted that it's slightly off. The drink, however, is exact in its sumptuous rich red tones and sparkling vivacious notes.

Best of all, there is the music.

Harps and lutes and violins accompany the piano and encourage those to dance. More than that, the spell that Jonathan weaves ensures that all who pass the lobby feel the need to mingle and dance, not allowing for anyone to dawdle.

Arabella will come to him now. He knows it. He must only wait.

And there will be a party to maintain until then.
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The annual Nexus New Year's Eve gala began at 8 in the evening. Too grand to be contained by the lobby or dining hall, the gardens at the front of the hotel were employed, with long strings of white lights forming a twinkling canopy from the front doors all the way to the hedge maze. The weather was temperate and calm, and the night perfectly clear.

Drinks were served at various bars set up throughout the gardens and lobby, with champagne cocktails being the specialty of the night. Wheeling through the crowd was a bartender with golden cart providing warm drinks on the go: Tom and Jerrys, rum punch, negus, and Irish coffee.

Crisply-dressed wait staff wove through the collected guests with an abundance of hors d'oeuvres for all different tastes. The Bistro remained open with a limited selection of items for those who were wanting something more substantial.

Above the front doors was hung a large, gold-rimmed clock counting down the last hours, minutes, and seconds of the current year.
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The King's Road must lead him somewhere, they must take him onwards. Jonathan Strange has fallen through into the fairy world and he must discover the paths for what they are. For if he is to discover this magic, he can bring it back to England and truly begin a new age of English magic. Norrell would disapprove, of course, but then, does not Norrell disapprove of all?

This flight of discovery only lasts him so long before he knows he must return to Arabella. Turning, he strives to find the nearest reflective surface he can, but the paths are unknown to him and Strange is new to all of this.

Finally, he finds a mirror, but when he seeks to take it back to England, that is not where he arrives. Instead, he steps out of the full length mirror and discovers himself in the midst of a terribly lovely ballroom that bears the finest chandeliers he's ever seen. Being a man only barely escaped from war, this luxury is unexpected and frivolous and yet, he wishes to bring Arabella here.

Perhaps this is yet another realm of the fairy? Perhaps the Raven King has led him onwards to a new domain, tucked away where he would not think to look?

Striving to be polite to any fairy he might come across, he presses a hand to his chest as he regards the nearest passing person, who does not seem to be under any enchantment, nor bearing any of the magic that Strange would think to look for. Perhaps these people are not the magicians he had expected and yet, he has come here by magic.

"Good day," he introduces himself as brightly as he might, bowing his head to them. "May I ask, which direction would I take to return to England?"

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