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Tweak says, "FORM VOLTRON!!"

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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caspianseafarer
2009-04-02 10:23 am UTC (link)

Caspian smiled at her praise and tried to not think of the last ball he'd attended. It had been a great many years earlier, and he'd been escorting his wife. Dancing like this with Hermione made a little pang go off in his chest, thinking of his great queen. But, she had died many years ago, and so it was mostly with fond memories that he thought of her.

"A drink would be just fine," he smiled, offering his arm and then leading her over to the tables. He retrieved two glasses of champagne and passed one to Hermione with a smile. "So tell me of the place you come from?" he requested, offering his free arm again and leading her out to one of the balconies, to keep the girl from having to shout over the music.

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grangerdanger
2009-04-06 11:21 pm UTC (link)

Hermione took Caspian’s arm and let him lead her to the tables were the champagne was and took the glass he offered her, after a sip she took his arm again and was off towards the balcony and once out their she looked out over the edge for a few seconds gathering her thoughts and turned around to him. “Well I come from a small town near London were my parents are dentists and I attend a school for wizards and witches called Hogwarts in Scotland where I take a train to from London every September, In my world wizards and witches live in secret from non-magical people and the our world is in the middle of a war now with the most powerful dark wizard named Voldemort.”

She paused to let him take in the information and take a sip of her champagne “My friend Harry Potter is the chosen one that is said to defeat him once and for all and we were on our way to try when I was taken to this land” she finished with a sigh thinking of all her friends back home and wondering how their doing. Caspian would not understand what certain things were without further expiation but she just waited for him to ask. “How about yourself? please tell me about your homeland” she already knew a great deal about him and Narnia but never wanted to be rude.

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