SAS Ball (the real one)

James chuckles as his friends stood before him as he finishes his mixing. He held up two glasses of strange looking liquid and beamed proudly.

"Here ya go folks, the famous concoction, 'Love me tender' invented by yours truly," he bows and chuckles before offering the glasses to his two friends."Its sweet at the first taste and starts to grow on you as you drink, thus the name "

James smiles as he passes the drinks over to Trisalene and Silvermane but his smile turned into a chuckle as he spied Patan getting the effect of his earlier mix. He pulled up a "Bar closed for the moment" sign and jumped out of the bar, standing by Patan's side and whispering, "Do you feel like dancing?"

Patan sips the last drops of the drink in her glass, feeling a little lightheaded and swaying slightly to the rhythm of the music.

She turns her head and smiles as James walks to her side, and then grins as he asks her to dance, nodding her head, "Ooh yes, of course. Thank you, James...you know that I've been waiting for you to ask me!"

She quickly turns to place the empty glass on the bar, nearly missing the counter but just catching the glass as it begins to fall. She tries again, this time making sure that the glass is safely on the bar, before turning to take James's arm as he escorts her on to the dance floor just as the music changes tempo for a new dance to begin.

With the main celebrations gone and some guests beginning to leave the ball, the musicians swapped to a slow song as the candle lights was slowly extinguished, leaving only a few that allowed people to see vaguely in the dim lighting.

James led Patan to the dance floor, holding onto her hands firmly as he knows the effect is taking place in her body. Thanking the musicians in his heart, James stands with Patan on the dance floor and holds her close, dancing and swaying slowly to the music. Paying special attention to his feet, James prays that he doesn't trip over for he isn't really good in dancing after all. The steps he made is simple, a slow rotation on the spot as the rhythm dictates and constant focus on where he steps. Unfortunately, despite his best efforts, he still managed to trip her a couple of times as they laughed and tried again time after time.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, James apologized to her profusely after the fourth trip. "Sorry...not a good dancer..."

Held close in James's arms, Patan slowly dances with him to the slow rhythm of the music. They both giggle as they trip a few times and she tries to stop herself from falling by clinging to him.

Hearing him apologise,

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"Sorry...not a good dancer..."

she smiles and replies, "Don't worry, you're doing fine... and anyway, I think that perhaps I'm not quite as steady on my feet as I was earlier in the evening. I can't think why...it's not as if I've had all that many drinks!"

She grins at him as they slowly sway together in time to the music.

Silvermane puts down his glass of wine and takes James' concoction . He looks at it suspiciously for a few seconds before he sniffs it. "Smells good.." Taking a sip he feels it going down smoothly ..."Mmmm ...er...smooth ..James!" as he feels the heat rise in his chest. Smiling softly Silvermane gazes at the lovely dress his wife is wearing, You look very lovely tonight ... my dear!"

He watches as James asks Lady Patan to dance. As they both head out onto the floor and the lights are dimmed, Silvermane saunters to Trisalene's side nad softly whispers in her ear, "Would you like to dance... my darling?"

Her senses swirling from the effects of the drink and the music, Patan moves softly with James, her gown floating gently around them as they slowly glide around the floor.

She turns her head when he speaks, smiling as she sees Silvermane lead Trisalene on to the dance floor near them and begin to dance to the gentle music. "Yes...with a title like that, he had better be a really great dancer...", she chuckles quietly.

Her attention wanders back to James and their dancing as he leads her a little further away, giggling softly with him as he trips over his feet a little, "I'd wondered what you were waiting for, before dancing with me ... but I think it's not so much that I'm drunk, more that this is a slower dance that makes you a little easier...

Don't think so much of your feet...just let yourself move with the music...", she smiles into his eyes, swaying dreamily as they dance.

Giangio nods smiling happily..clinches Mady's waist and holds her hand up pushing her toward the dancefloor.."follow me, baby!" says with a smile before starting the dance following the music...the sounds of a waltzer filling the air, the couple moves across the room staring into each other eyes as Giangio guides Madrugada into a series of spins...they keep on dancing speechless as their eyes communicate their feelings better than words, then they begin to laugh as Giangio makes the spins faster, then stops and go for a straight line before spinning on the other direction..they feel like flying in the crowded room with Giangio signalling the direction of the turns by gently squeezing her hand or her waist....after a few minutes and lots of spins and laughter the music ends and they stop in front of each other.....Giangio bows holding her hand, then kisses it softly and looking her into her deep brown eyes he says...."that sure was nice, Milady..You are a great dancer..."....then smiling take her both hands with his and pulls her closer to hold her in his arms... they start dancing cheek to cheek getting so carried away they don't even realise that there is no music playing....only their hearts beating at same time.....

Taking a larger mouthfull of the drink before placing the glass on the bar, Silver grins to Trisalene's acceptance of his proposal.

He follows his lovely wife onto the dance floor and watches her lithe body glide before him. Smiling to himself as he reaches for her hand, he promptly spins her around to face him. Taking her hand in his while placing his arm around her slender waist he smiles, his sparking blue eyes softly caressing her face and form. Thinking to himself, "Tonight there is no Lord of the Dance ... but only a husband eager to hold his lovely wife in his arms."

Smiling softly, Silvermane pulls his wife close to him. As the slow sensuous rhythm courses through his veins, he slowly leads his beloved Trisalene around the dance floor appreciating the closeness the dance affords. Her scent, her loveliness added to the drinks that he had already consumed set an amourous mood within him as he places his cheek on hers and feels her rhythm match his as they sashay, slowly, sensuously as if floating across the floor.

In accentuating certain steps and sudden movements, her dress swishes and floats ethereally exposing flashes of the firm lovely shapely legs that hide beneath. Turning her around he whispers into her ear, "Darling it has been a while since we have danced. The rhythm of the music and your presence within it makes me feel reborn. You have always been a lovely dancer regardless your protestations.!"

Softly kissing her cheek, Silver gazes into Tris lovely green eyes and feels her warmth as they slowly glide to the rhythm, feeling the music and their love for one another in its embrace.

Ember smiles at Sheon's comment...Ireland? Wow, that sounds good! Ember thought to herself....

No, no...Havent been in Ireland. Although, thats a great idea. I have been back home for a little over a month, and am missing you like crazy! I hope you will come back to Chard soon, so we can have our "girls night" again.

Ember gives Sheon a great big hug. Chard just hasnt been the same without you Sheon! Ember added.

Ember makes sure to introduce her date to Sheon, although Ember is sure they already know eachother.

Ember says her goodbyes to Sheon and heads towards the next table to say their hellos.

Ama enters the ballroom, late as usual, but ready for a little time to relax. She admires the grand hall for a second....Nope, she doesn't recognize a soul. Well, I suppose there's only one way to change that, she thinks as she makes her way into the room. At the bar she asks for a glass of wine, then finds a comfortable place to sit and enjoy the music while it lasts...

As Elizabeth leaned against the bar, propping one foot up behind her to take the weight off it she sighed. It felt so good to have the weight off it. Her slippers, while beautiful, weren't very comfortable and her feet were aching something terrible. Sipping her wine she smiled at Ama.

"Looks like you don't know anyone here either." She laughed softly. "I'm Elizabeth. I'm in the Chard SAS. I just joined up a couple weeks ago. I really haven't met many people. This is one heck of a party though."

Moving slowly, and smoothly now, around the dance floor with James, Patan's senses are dazed from the drink and the music.

She smiles at him as he speaks, their heads leaning closer together as they lose themselves in the moment of the dance...nothing and nobody else seeming to exist.

Patan slowly becomes aware that the orchestra has stopped playing and that she and James are left alone on the dance floor. She raises her eyes to meet his, smiling softly, "You see...you danced with me, and we are still upright and intact...!"

Smiling warmly at the Lady..."Greetings, its a pleasure to meet you Elizabeth. I'm Ama. I also just joined up with SAS, but from Bridgewater."

Seeing her shifting uncomfortably in her shoes, she nudges a chair with her foot, inviting Elizabeth to join her. The party was appearing to come to an end as amorous couples began slipping away into the night. She smiled...what a great party. Feeling no inclination to leave until her glass of wine was finished, she turned back to Elizabeth.
"You know, I'm a weaver...if ever you are inclined, I could fit you with some beautiful dance slippers that are the most comfort your feet have ever felt...like burying your tired feet in the sand..." She scans the dissipating crowd, marveling at the grandness of it all, and this was the near end of it too.

"So how long have you been in Chard? I've never been there...to Bristol and Bath, but I don't think i've made it that way yet..."

As Sheon has gotten back on her feet, cheerful as before he smile to her as he is glad to see her happy as usual. Realizing that his glass has empty. He excuse himself to have a refill. "Hey um, I am going for a refill. So, i will be back shortly." He made himself headed towards the bar. He look around searching for a promising bar. He sees the alittle exiled bar, but the bar was getting barricaded by James and Mfe. He memorizes back what had James tell him during their meeting in Bath. "Owh hell, there is no way I will be back in one piece if I go there." He turn around quickly headed towards another bar. The bar was rather looking abit bustling with chatting and activity around it. He approach the bar put on his empty glass on the table and take a sit. He speak the bartender "Give me your best assets please." He smile wickedly at the bartender hoping to jerk him a little. He look beside him and he saw two lady were talking, he smile to them and shaking his head as the bartender hands him his glass. "Oh! thanks chap."

Mady's eyes sparkle, as she and Giangio move to the dancefloor... Led by his arms and movement, getting carried away by the music, they spin around, waltzing, their bodies in perfect harmony, feeling as one... their eyes in constant contact, their lips forming the biggest smile... Full of joy, she feels this dance will never end... She moves gracioucly, following his paces, and gazing deep into his smiling eyes...
As the music stops, she feels him pulling her closer... Smiling happily at his comment, she softly whispers... "Thank you, milord.... but I have the best partner I could ever wish for..."
They stay in each other's arms, totally lost, as if noone else was around... Words seem small and useless, as their eyes reflect their feelings, like they know so well... They start dancing slowly, embraced, cheek to cheek, to their own music, the music of their hearts...
Sighing soflty, she whispers in his ear... "The music can never end, baby, can it? Non potrà finire mai... Mai..."
She then pulls her face a back a little, leaning her forhead on his, her dark eyes diving in his blue sea..."Baby... there's so much I want to say to you, and yet I find myself in lack of words..." Pausing a little, she manages to whisper... "Thank you baby... thank you for everything..."

Raider laughed as she said the great comment, he snuggled up close when she did not even the thinest paper can come between them at this moment.

Aye yes am having a great time! and oh? sounds good to me hehe.

He chuckled and looked at her as they had a small moment of stareing, untill she went to go take a bite out of the cake, which he completly forgot was even there, decideing to take a bite himself. Watching all the people and watching as the dance floor is looking nice and decently populated, he poured them some drinks before he hear angel call out ember and eb's names, he smiled hearing them and waved in there direction. He then sat down and looked at angel.

i wonder where bee and luja ran off too?

He thought for a bit and then smiled

Elizabeth smiled at Ama, sinking gratefully into the chair and kicking her slippers off. "Ohhh much better. Thank you. I'm a weaver too. Shoes though, I'm not good at. Obviously." She laughed. "I'm better at working with dyeing the wool and weaving soft cloth for comfortable clothes and doing some embroidery. I may have to take you up on the offer of some comfortable shoes. I'd be happy to trade you a cloak or whatever you might need."

Smiling she sipped her wine. "I've been in Chard for some time. With working so much, it blurs together. It's a lovely town. I really haven't been away much other than to work at the mine now and then."

Slick and Rachel were grateful for Elizabeth's gift and thanked her with a hug. As they made their rounds Slick relieved that the ball was going as planned