Event Private Finished A Chance Ballroom Encounter

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"Well I'm glad you don't hate it. It's my favorite time of the year. The change from summer to autumn. The cold snap that the air gets. Not quite the bite of winter yet."

Saxon kept himself a respectable distance from Alanna, holding her gingerly as they continued to slowly revolve around each other. She could probably smell the fresh cut apples on him now, the perpetual scent of his festival that clung to him all year long.

"But no, not just something lost. Perhaps, but not necessarily. You could be looking for something you don't have. Maybe even something you don't know you need. Or want." His voice took on a darker quality, alluring and husky with his last words. This was a fun game they were playing and he was going to play his part to the best of his ability.
 
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She knew what he was talking about, the change of seasons the hint of winter. It was the same for her in a way. But it was that moment when winter turned from winter to spring, the hint of warmth that breaks the cold spell.

Nodding at his words, Alanna let Saxon guide her throughout the ballroom. As they danced together, she began to notice that he smelled heavenly, oddly sweet and comforting, like fresh apples she realised as she gazed at him, struck now at how comfortable she was starting to feel with him.

"You speak in riddles, I think..." Alanna smiled as she considered his words, a bit transfixed by his voice, his tone seemed to hint at something, something that made her pulse race somewhat. Nodding again, she continued.

"Maybe... I am? I don't know... I hadn't thought about it," she then said as she met his gaze, thinking it reminded her of a stormy sky for some reason, full of emotion. Dangerous even.

"What do you think I am looking for? Or should be looking for that Samhain could offer me?" she asked coyly, deciding to flirt a little bit with Saxon and just enjoy his company for the evening.
 
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"Who knows better than you," he replied, tightening his grip on her hand. He pulled closer, his pupils dilated with the excitement of the evening and his growing intrigue with this woman. Saxon wanted to know more about her.

He lowered his voice conspiratorially and leaned in close to her. "Do you want to get a drink with me?" He'd have to steal a couple of champagne flutes without being noticed. But he could manage it. This was his festival after all. He could do whatever he pleased.
 
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"I don't really know, maybe Samhain does?" she quipped good-naturedly, blushing a bit when he pulled her a bit closer to him. "It is his festival after all. Maybe we should ask him what I need or want?" she teased.

"I would love to get a drink with you," Alanna laughed, now wondering what he had in mind.
 
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"Well if I were Samhain..." Saxon said playfully, tugging at Alanna's hand to get her to follow him away from the center of the dance floor. "I'd say you definitely want to get those drinks. Preferably while I create a distraction."

With a wink he nodded over to the drink table and slipped away from her, finding a suitable target. A young couple dancing together. Saxon slipped in as easy as he could and stole away, not the girl, but the man. He held him close, dancing with him as the girl called out for her to give her dance partner back. People began to look at the scene she was making and a few crowded around to watch.

The other man grew more and more agitated, and as he flexed to push Saxon, he found the horned macked man duck underneath him and slip away into a crowd.
 
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Watching the scene unfold in front of her, Alanna couldn't help but try not to laugh, she now understood what he meant by creating a distraction and so when Saxon started dancing and causing a stir, drawing purposefully attention to himself, Alanna back up to where the caters were, and grabbed a bottle of champagne from the table.

Hiding the bottle in the folds of her dress, she turned around slowly, and made a signal to Saxon. Hoping he saw her, before she hurried up the stairs to the balcony area, where she knew it was probably quieter and more secluded, far from prying eyes - or at least up there, there were not as many eyes as down on the main dance floor area.
 
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Alanna would have to wait a few minutes before Saxon appeared, slipping out onto the balcony looking winded but no worse for wear. He quietly shut the door and turned to her with a devilish grin.

"Fun, right? Samhain isn't about all this stuff dress up. He's about..." He pondered what to say as he leaned on the balcony, looking out at the night sky. "Life. Just like all the other gods are. Life isn't found in fancy clothes. Though I have to admit the masks are a nice touch. The mystery is kind of romantic, don't you think?"
 
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Following Saxon to the balcony, Alanna couldn't agree more with him. All the gods were about life, she especially was about life..Beltane was about giving life, love and the protection necessary to enjoy life. She realised that she was, in an odd way, the embodiment of life, and this knowledge made her go quiet for a moment as she pondered this. She had never really thought of herself that way before as she glanced at Saxon.

"Yes, the masks are a nice touch... and they do add to the mystery of things, of romance, wondering who is really behind the mask and all that." she remarked thoughtfully as she passed him the unopened champagne bottle, grazing his hand lightly as she did.

"Would you like to do the honors?"Alanna asked him, feeling again that slight electric feeling between them that made her wonder about the young man that she had just met.
 
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Saxon took the bottle from Alanna and pulled the foil off of the top to let it blow away in the wind. He slowly untwisted the metal cage around the cork but didn't twist the cork off gently like one was supposed to. Instead he gave it a good shake and held it pointed away from the building and the two of them.

"We'll have to book it if they find us out here, you now. I'm, uh... not technically old enough to drink. Hence the distraction and the stealing." Saxon gave Alanna a sideways grin and continued to gently shake the bottle. He could feel the pressure building up inside and figured he might be ruining the flavour. But flavour wasn't really the point in his mind.

He figured he should make a toast, since they were going to be drinking. "Ah... to Samhain, god and festival. To change. To-" he paused, looking over at Alanna and leaning against her slightly. "-to new friends, new love, and finding what we didn't know we were looking for."

With a final shake, the cork popped loudly, sailing off into the night as nearly half the bottle's contents erupted and spilled out onto the ground below the balcony. Saxon let out a small laugh and a halfhearted 'oops' before taking his first swig of the drink.
 
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"I'm not quite legal either," Alanna admitted as she watched Saxon shake the champagne bottle, knowing exactly what would happen if he continued, Alanna took a small step back, shielding herself slightly behind him as the cork flew out and champagne sprayed everywhere.

"Saxon!" Alanna cried, squeaked really, as champagne sprayed her gown, wetting it somewhat. Her idea of shielding herself from the spray had not quiet worked.

Brushing champagne off her dress, she couldn't help but laugh, agreeing wholeheartedly with his toast, "to new friends, new love, and finding what we didn't know we were looking for."

Taking the bottle from Saxon then, Alanna took a swig from the bottle, enjoying the taste of it. It reminded her of spring ... bubbly, fresh, dry, a young wine as most champagnes to her knowledge were.

"This is really fun actually," she said handing him the bottle back and leaning sideways against him a little, bumping him playfully as she added, "Thank you, you have managed to cheer me up." she told him, feeling good, happy that she had met him.
 
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