Gathering: Masquerade Ball

[concierge]

A large sign placed prominently in the Nexus lobby reads:

The Nexus Hotel
proudly presents the
MARDI GRAS MASQUERADE BALL

Event Location
Nexus Dining Hall
8 PM - 2 AM

Masquerade dress recommended, but not required for all guests

The Dining Hall's central table and chairs had been removed to create a dance floor wide enough to accommodate fanciful masquerade costumes. On one end had been placed a long bar providing free drinks, and on the other a small chamber orchestra providing the music for dancing. The entire room was bedecked in gold bunting and twinkling candlelight, and masks were available for those guests who hadn't brought their own.

Comments

[praiseandglory]

"Destroy the world how?" Porthos asks with a frown, still very thoughtful over the whole thing, but at least he is beginning to get the whole picture. Foul creatures, and a chosen one to fight them, Dawn's sister. He's glad he doesn't live in their world.

[the_dawnster]

"Well usually it's through magic something or other. Some dark magic spell or... magical keys that bring down the walls between worlds and realities." She was just going to leave that there since Dawn was said key, created to bring chaos to the world. That was probably too much for Porthos to digest right now, to know that she wasn't entirely real.

"It's... I mean there's never a dull moment. But I bet your life is like that too. Same shenanigans, different monsters." Monsters being people. Because people could be just as bad as the big bads they sometimes fought in their world.

[praiseandglory]

Porthos shakes his head doubtfully. "Our monsters never want to end the world. They have to live in it." It doesn't seem like a very strategically sound objective.

[the_dawnster]

"Well, there's heaven's and hell's and other worlds and realities for all of our monsters. The end is not the end, you know?" She explains. "I guess your world doesn't have all those, huh?"

[praiseandglory]

"Of course we've Heaven and Hell," Porthos replies with a frown. Everybody has those, haven't they? As far as he knows, anyway. "I'm not sure about these other ones. I suppose all of our worlds are linked, anyway, if we're all here?" Just one more of those things he doesn't think too hard about, for fear of headaches.