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Jareth (goblin_king) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-03-22 20:29:00

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armand, arrival, caspian, cathal, cimorene, claudia, complete, day four, edward cullen, faith lehane, gabrielle, giselle, hermione granger, ianto jones, jack harkness, jareth, juniper golding, legolas greenleaf, mercy thompson, ned the piemaker, nymphadora tonks, olive snook, pandora, robin of locksley, rose tyler, sarah williams, schuldig, severus snape, tara maclay, the doctor, willow rosenberg, xena, yaten kou, yuna

Who: Jareth and everyone!
When: Day Four, evening
What: The King 'invites' everyone to his masque...
Where: Jareth's castle
Rating: Anywhere from G to R, I suppose
Status: Complete

It had been raining earlier in the day, but it had cleared up a short time ago. Jareth looked out the window of his massive ballroom, empty for now, and felt a little bit disoriented by the fact that the Labyrinth had just disappeared. Of course, he'd made it happen, but it had been a long time since he'd felt so exposed. But he couldn't very well have people needing to wander through the Labyrinth, could he? And the two who had been running it had been transported to the castle already, and he knew from the screams of rage that they were being dressed at this very moment.

The king smiled and turned away from the window, checking out his ballroom. It was quite spectacular, with a large orchestra pit, many snack tables, and, of course, lots of empty space for dancing. This, he figured, would be a night to remember. He snapped his fingers and peered into the crystal that appeared there, scrying on each and every person he'd brought to the Underground. Some, he knew wouldn't come on their own, and he sent crystals floating out to ensare them. Of course, some might just be strong enough to resist that pull, so he had goblins standing by to bring others in. Whether willing or not, everyone would be attending, he'd seen to that.

Dressed in his finery, with an evil looking mask in the guise of a leering demon, he walked over to his throne. Draping himself casually over it, he waited. People would be arriving anytime, now. He didn't fool himself for a moment that some wouldn't take this chance to attack him, which was why he wasn't precisely there. Anyone who tried to attack him, he knew, would find their useless effort wasted against what was no more than a projected image.

He gestured, and a goblin slave brought him a glass of wine. This, he was convinced, was going to be a night to remember.

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dragonsprincess
2009-03-27 02:14 pm UTC (link)

She was glad that he didn't think her weak, because as much as she liked Ned, she'd have to prove to him just how weak she wasn't.

Cimorene crouched again at the dog's side, petting him happily. "You were brought here with your dog?" she asked, but a look at Ned's face made it fairly clear that that wasn't the case. "What's your name, boy?" she asked, looking at the dog, fully expecting him to answer her. After all, animals spoke where she was from. "Why doesn't he answer? And why aren't you petting him?"

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bakersman
2009-03-27 02:20 pm UTC (link)

That was a slightly embarrassing question, and yet, perfectly logical. Ned looked away with a sheepish expression. "His name's Digby. I've had him...for a while. At least, again, I think that's him. Looks like him, acts just like him. I don't know... I guess maybe he could've been pulled through when I was and he just hasn't found me till now?" It seemed strange, though.

But something else she'd asked made him smile. "And he doesn't answer because dogs don't talk. Well, at least, my dog doesn't. I guess around here some might? But he's a regular plain old Earth dog. No talking. And..." That really awkward question. Augh. "And I'm allergic to him. Not all dogs. Just him." The story he'd been telling since he was a kid spilled out freely. No matter how weird things were here, telling someone he couldn't touch his dog because it would die was just...weirder.

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	dragonsprincess 2009-04-01 07:39 pm UTC (link)
	"How odd," Cimorene muttered, shaking her head and giving the dog one last pat. She covered her mouth and stifled a yawn and then smiled at Ned. "Would you be opposed to me taking my leave?" she asked politely. "It's been quite a long day, and I really should retire." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bakersman 2009-04-01 08:43 pm UTC (link)
	"No, not at all," Ned protested, offering a polite smile. "It has been an awfully long day." To say the least. It seemed every day there was too long. He gave her a dip of his head, unwilling to make an attempt to bow again. It was far too clumsy of him to even try it. "Sleep well...your highness?" Ned attempted the address, feeling how curious it felt to say it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

dragonsprincess
2009-04-02 10:45 am UTC (link)

Cimorene smiled and shook her head. "Cimorene, please," she corrected. She'd never been one for the formality, unless it was absolutely necessary. "It was lovely to meet you Ned. And Digby," she said, smiling down at the dog. She really did get on better with animals than people. "Goodnight," she offered, and then took her leave, eager to return to her room and decompress.

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