Silver Hour PART 1 (Invite Only)

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Morganna Le'Creigh

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Starting at Noon, Morganna, Luxen, Tin and a very select group gathered kicking away the hobo's and those without true purpose. Luxen moved towards the road and began casting his spell while Morganna and Tin worked their own magic. Normally for the Halloween Party Luxen alone was enough with a slight bit of help from Tin but for this everything had to be perfect. The road was quickly transformed into a crystal chess board as Morganna created a grand stage to which a large silver castle was built upon. Tin began creating the Crystal Fountains with silver liquid spewing from them as Candles with brilliant Silver light began to float all around. Morganna and Luxen met in the middle as they both raised their wand creating a crystal ceiling with silver streamers, in the center was a large disco ball that began shining brilliant silver shapes all around as Tables began to appear. A soft yet majestic violin was summoned and began to play by itself along with a large piano and several other instruments.

After all was finished the pair cast a few charms of protection and left to get ready for the Hour that was promised.

Bleak Street had been set up and the guests were arriving, it was 10:52 and the food had already begun appearing and the entertainment was already set. The music played beautifull music and Morganna was ready to take the stage to say hello to everyone. "Good evening oh noble lords and ladies" Morganna said with a curtsy that was custom for such an event. "I as well as the rest of the Silver Staff thank you greatly for coming and must say each and everyone one of you look fabulous" Morganna said with a smile. "Before we begin the dance, I would like to tell a story the plot as it were for this masquarde" Morganna explained as she pulled out her wand and pointed it at the disco ball which immiediantly transformed itself into a princess made of Silver Sprinkles. As Morganna spoke the tale the light transformed showing exactly what was being said.

"Once upon a time there was a beautifull princess, who loved by all she met. This princess met a young prince and together they would be wed and live happily ever after, yet the princess had an enemy" Morganna said as the light showed a young prince defending the princess from a shadowy form "A Witch that had lived in a dark forest for many years grew to hate the princess and so wished her nothing but pain and misery" Morganna said as the Prince was pushed aside and the Princess captured. "The Prince was killed and the princess locked away inside a powerfull enchantment known only as the Silver Hour" Morganna explained as the witch forced the princess inside a Cystal Palace. The Doors to the palace closed tightly with a loud and ominous thud. "All was not lost however as the princess still had one hope, One day when she knew the spell would be weak and the palace doors would open she invited many lords and ladies to come and save her knowing that one was her true savior" Morganna said with a smile as images of several nobles appeared outside the castle waiting for the doors to open. "However the Witch would find the Savior and kill them as she had the prince and so the nobles came up with a plan. They would hid their true form so that they could all enter the palace with equal safety in order to rescue their princess and help her live happily ever after" Morganna said with a smile as the masked nobles charged into the opened Palace which turned into a Princess surrounded in a jubilant party waving to all happily.

The show vanished and returned to being a disco ball once more as Morganna smiled "Now my Nobles you know why you are here" Morganna said with passion "For the next hour enjoy yourselves as you would at any formal however be prepared for those of you who wish to fulfill the destiny know that at midnight the doors to the palace will open and you will have your opportunity to save your princess" Morganna said as she turned towards the castle which slowly began to grow larger "Untill then, have fun and we hope to see you all ready and willing to fight past the Witch's spell and save the one and only Princess of Silver Hour. With that the music began to play louder and the food and drinks began floating around offering themselves to people as Morganna began to walk around making sure everything was perfect.

[Please Note the Crystal Palace adventure will have it's own thread and it's own rules! It will be opened when this thread closes!]
 
Remus was among those in the Crowd when Morganna spoke of the things she chose too, Remus turned up in something that he usually tend to wear, the Same item he wore at school. It was a formal Suit as well as an every day one, thats what he loved about it. He strolled off as Morganna finished her speech and grabbed an apple off one of the Fruit tray's; he couldn't eat anything else until he had his apple. Remus looked around the area, he felt slightly awkward, to him every one here felt a little posh for his liking. He moved off to see Morganna checking to make sure everything was Perfect, before he moved over to her and nodded, "Good Evening..." He said kindly, trying to be nice and leave their not so well looked upon passed behind, "You have out done yourself." he smiled to her.
 
Of course, Fleur had decided to wait until Miss Le'Creigh had finished her speech. He was, of course, not rude enough to impede on that.. but still. When her speech was spoken and people began to stroll off with their food in drinks.. It was time.

Fleur appeared at the entrance with his arms out wide and an all too expected smile on his face. Tumblers rolled past him. He motioned his cane up in the air with a mock curious look and the trapeze artists started their graceful work. He pulled out a ball from his pocket and tossed it into the air.. only to have it fall down as at least 50 of them. Two jugglers started tossing the balls between each other and around in spectacular formations. He strolled into the place abit more with that performers glee on his face.
A thin woman in a skin tight suit came up and slung her arm around his neck and he chuckled. She then wrapped her body around his in the most fantastic contortion you could see. When she released him she blew a kiss and he pretended to catch it with a white gloved hand and moved his eyebrows up and down with a low whistle.

To their crystal and silver her brought his splash of colour.. but of course, he made sure to be careful on how much of a splash that was... over doing it would just make his hosts rather annoyed.. and he didn't deal well with annoyed hosts. He looked out over the people that admired the acts that were now speckled across the place "good evening.. I am Masque Fleur.. and this is my... shall we say.. Circus? " He chuckled slightly at that remark. Sure it may look like a circus of entertainment and fun. but of course.. nothing was as it seemed. "Enjoy!" He tapped his staff against the ground and silver streams mixed with blue flew gracefully through the air.

If all went according to plan he would also have his new fire act to be counting on... And by reasoning... He was sure trip would show.. if not.. He gave a mental shrug to himself. The fire eater would suffer the consequences.
 
Tripudio arrived with a dragon's face painting as fleur had ordered. Yes.. that was right.. Trip had been almost kidnapped into the circus. What other choice did he have? His eyes met with the silver and crystal that made the scene. This was all alittle posh for him until he saw his new found leader bring in the circus.. like splashing paint onto a white canvas the performed moved through the place, starting up their acts in moments like they had been doing it their whole life. All of them could follow a command at the twitch of Fleur's finger.. and incidentally... did so.


Though he wasn't exactly very happy with being hijacked into a circus.. he felt almost as home. To this place of perfection they brought the entertainment.. and he was a born entertainer. He snapped his fingers and his body lit up with a small but beautiful layer of fiery scales and he almost flew through the crowd to a position that he was assigned to by a glance from Fleur. His arms went out and the scales burst from his skin into brilliant sparkles. He then made a white flame knight and a dark blue one fight in front of him for the crowd and did many another act that would entice the passer by to forget their drinks for a while to watch.
 
Martha arrived with Maeve Silverback but immediantly got away from the girl and set out to find a drink. Quickly enough she found one and began to sip on it with the elegance one would expect from a woman her age. Maeve was indeed pregnant with twins and she claimed that it was Luxen who conceieved them with her, surprisingly enough. Martha wouldn't put it passed the woman to have had some wild fling and then try to place the responsibility on her son whom had unexpectedly gone missing, Martha wasn't worried since she knew Luxen would return and with all types of stories. Instead Martha would just have to bear living with Maeve and do her best not to allow her influence corrupt her grandson. Luthor was the spitting image of his father but also had a subtle calmness that came from the snake he always had with him. Sigourney was a strange contraption that Martha didn't always agree with it remided Martha of Luxor's grandmother Loriline who's portrait had vanished sometime ago from Tremain manor.

Martha was glad to be rid of the horrible thing as it always seeked to criticize her. Martha took another sip as she began watching the carnies put on their show, it was entertaining enough but was not meant to be too flashy as it would take away from the overall enamor that was the party. Martha was wearing an orange silk dress with a matching mask that she fussed with a bit while in front of her mirror but would never dare touch it in public, she disliked it but knew it was a price to pay during these social functions. Martha decided to sit down and continue drinking her drink as she looked at some of the horribly dressed people that had arrived, Not everyone could be blessed with intelligence and the ability to wear clothes Martha thought with a smile as she noticed the clowns continue their tricks.
 
Mallory was very nervous about going to the Silver Hour. She had never thought Mortimer would ask her to go to the Silver Hour with him. Although, Mallory had a seperate invitation she had agreed to go with Mortimer but now she was having a butterfly kind of feeling in her stomach as she dressed up in a black dress with a matching black mask. Her long brown curly hair were tied in a half-pony with a matching black hair pin.

Mallory was going to Bleak Street on her own but Mortimer had asked her to meet him there. She apparated at the boundaries of the White Serpent Manor and appeared into the Bleak Street.

Her eyes took a minute or so to adjust in the dim light and then they saw the beautiful decortaions. The music that played was soft and nice. Everyone was dressed in gorgeous clothes and according to Mallory's fashion knowledge, this evening had the people with the best fashion views.Also the food smelled good but Mallory had just had coffee so she was full at the moment. Her eyes searched Mortimer but soon her attention was taken by Morganna who stood in the spotlight and told them the tale about the Silver Hour. it was indeed excting. But as she finished, once again Mallory looked around to see if Mortimer had come.
 
Aurora was a litttle surprised by her invitiation to the Silver Hour, she had never been to anything quite like it before. Alas, being an astronomy professor she was always stuck up in her tower at nights star gazing or giving people a nice, fun lesson of astronomy, well in Aurora's view it was fun, it depends on the students personality. However. She was grateful that she was invited to such a party, it seemed almost honourable to attend. She wondered down Bleak Street, a little cautious as she had experienced her insanity quite clearly down here just the other day, what was going on in her head? She had never been right. She entered the group of people that seemed to be gathering and smiled at the faces, giving a small wave at Remus she sat down.
 
Jacqueline arrived alone at the Silver Hour. She was dressed for the occasion with her hair swept up on her head. She had her mask securely placed on her face. Jac had shown the invitation to Raziel and asked him to join her. He had agreed to meet her at the ball much to her delight. She always felt safer in his arms. Jac looked for him around the party but he had yet to arrive.

Jacqueline smiled a reserved smile as Morganna began her tale of the Silver Hour. It was an interesting story indeed. She was looking forward to seeing the end of it. Jacqueline clapped at the end and turned to look and see if she recognized anyone on Bleak Street.
 
Edith had been invited to this... party of the sort. She came along in her red dress, and wondered around for a moment. The dark witch smirked as she saw some of younger people come along - who did they think they were. Edith sat down at a table and sighed, this was certainly going to be an interesting night. In fact, all this reminded her of her younger days when she went to Durmstrang and all the girls used to go out and get drunk on friday nights on firewhisky and muggle vodka. Then it hit. EDITH COULD GET DRUNK AGAIN!
 
Maeve had not wanted to come to this wretched party, she was heavily pregnant now and simply did not feel in a party mood but would rather have been spending it at home with her son. She was grateful that Martha ran for the drinks table as soon as they arrived. Hoping her mother-in-law would develop a drink problem, Maeve turned to look about as a woman stood up to speak. She began telling them about some fairy tale, Maeve thought it was enchanting but it certainly didn't make the party any more enticing.

She wanted to be home, simple as that. What if Luxen were to show up? Her heart was heavy with worry for him, she had not heard anything and no amount of owls she sent out came back with any word. It was as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth. The fluttering of movement within her made her smile and gently placing her hand to her bump she wondered which of her children was deciding to do a tap dance inside her. Standing off to the side, Maeve began to describe the scene to her unborn children, telling them both of the fire performer and the clowns. It really did seem like such a nice party.
 
Thorine walked serenely through the crowd that lined the cobbled street, the hosts had out done themselves. Everything looked amazing and was duly impressed by the entertainment that had been laid on as well. She glided along in her silver gown with her silver death eater mask guarding her features. It had been a slight amusement to her to wear this particular mask at a masquerade ball. There were cheap imitations out there of course but this particular death eaters mask had been her grand-fathers, a glorious silver mask that covered all her face as it had once covered his.

She scanned the crowd, scowling when she saw the figure of a heavily pregnant woman out socialising. Some people simply did not have any morals.
 
Remus Looked around the beautiful decorated area once more, as his conversation with Morganna, more so once sided was interrupted by the Amazing performance of entertainment shown. Remus smiled as he watched the 'Circius' like act, go ahead and ate his apple slowly, as he watched it. He then trailed off as the show went on to see a Woman, with a mask; Silver, some what possessing a dark look. He scanned her up and down, something about her was up but tonight was a night for all, And for all to enjoy so he merely continued off and grabbed a drink sipping it as it smoothly trailed down his throat. Remus took up a seat and sat to it, he had seen Aurora wave top him earlier, as he had waved back and now he had taken a seat next to her.

"Hello Aurora," he smiled looking back at the Performance, "Amazing isn't it?" he smiled to her as his gaze went back and forth from the performance to Aurora.
 
Fatima was ready for this Silver Hour party, everyone on their office was invited, plus this is a big story of the daily prophet. She wore a cocktail black dress and a simple black half mask, this was a first time party she would be attending.

Fatima was out of her house, already dress up and just going at the party. The party was at bleak street where she last interview a scene there. When she got at the said party, she saw lot's of people and yah, she was late for the speech. Fatima didn't even heard it, she likes speech and everything except dancing.

How could i even report this, when i don't know the people here. Fatima thought to herself walking in the food corner. She took a firewhisky on the table and sip a little, looking at the scene in front of her.
 
Mallory was getting more and more nervous by the minute.She hoped Mortimer would show up but she thought maybe she could socialise a bit as she waited for Mortimer. She decided to drink some wine and moved to the drinks section and picked up a glass of wine. As she sipped it she saw someone familiar.

It was a girl, younger then Mallory but Mal remembered to have seen her in Obsidian Harbour. She decided to go and introduce herself. As she walked to her she noticed she was having firewisky. "Hello" she said with a friendly smile. "It seems to me that I have seen you before in Obisidan Harbour" she told her thoughtfully. "Do you work there?"she asked the girl. "By the way, I am Mallory Malkin" she told the girl introducing herself and letting out her hand for a handshake.
 
While sipping on her own drink, she keep looking at her wrist watch. When a lady approached her, "Hi." She said softly and smiled. The lady said she have seen her at the obsidian harbor, Fatima nodded slightly, "I work for the Daily Prophet." Then the lady introduce herself as Mallory Malkin, "Your the owner of a dress shop?...I'm Fatima Alfred by the way."

Fatima took Mallory's hand and shake it, "Nice meeting you." she took another sip of her drink. "How boring this party is, the host just owl us an invitation and our boss said to go. And now I'm stuck here." Fatima said.
 
It had been a long while since Daphne Chaos had hosted, yet alone gone to a hosted event, so when her husband received his invitation to the Silver Hour while at work, Daphne was beyond thrilled to attend. She had spent too much time at home with her twins Valentina and Capulet and frankly, Daphne wasn't a housewife type of girl - she was sick of being at home! Even with a caretaker to assist her in taking care of her children, Daphne just couldn't stand being at home for too long. She was used to working along side her husband in the Department of Mysteries or otherwise throwing elaborate parties, but that was back in Italy. Now, she and Charles had been living in New Zealand for almost two years and had spent a year at home with her children. It was time for her to be thrown out into the scene and make herself known as the lovable socialite once again.

Daphne got dressed in an elegant, slimming black ball gown, and wore a large black and white striped hat to make her stand out from the crowd. The woman was used to being 'over the top' however since she was wearing an extravagant hat, she opted for a simple gold mask to complete her look for the ball.

She and her husband arrived at the ball, not 'fashionably late' but just in time to hear the host's speech pertaining to the event and Daphne clapped politely. After the presentation was over, she grabbed herself a drink, as well as one for her husband, and sipped it quietly as she began marveling at the 'Circus' type performers, thinking it was great to be back in the party environment.
 
Charlie really wasn't one for parties, but he knew his wife absolutely adored them, so when he got his invitation at his office for the Silver Hour Ball, he showed his wife and went out to buy himself a new suit to look good beside his wife. On the night of the ball, he wore a white shirt, silver vest, and black suit pants, as well as some dress shoes and a rather simple, plain black mask. Personally Charlie thought the masks were a bit silly, but he had told his wife to get one for him, trusting that she would find a suitable one and not ridiculous and thankfully she had pulled through for him.

They arrived at the Ball and Charlie greeted a few people with a nod of his head, however due to all the masks couldn't make out if any were his co-workers. Stupid masks, he thought, seeing no point in them. How are you supposed to tell who's who? Charlie held on to his wife's petite waist proudly, thinking she looked like a gem and was glad that she seemed to be enjoying herself. He took the drink she offered him and watched quietly at the performance with a smile of amusement on his face. He knew he wouldn't be able to tell who anyone was unless he heard their voice.
 
Elizabeth had been very surprised to find that her husband had received an invite to the Silver Hour. Although they had done brief business there in the past, the Esquire's would not exactly call themselves 'Bleak Street locals'. And in all honestly, they had quite a strong dislike for the place. Paired with the fact that they now lived in France, the couple planned to simply send a politely worded note declining the invitation.

However, when they found themselves in New Zealand last minute on business, Elizabeth decided to go along anyway, dragging Adrian with her. Why not, she thought to herself as she searched for something to wear. And it'll be good to get our faces out there a bit more. After the pair had gotten dressed - Elizabeth in a vintage black lacy number, and Adrian in a sleek black tuxedo - they set off for Bleak Street, hoping the night would be worth their time.

As their limo pulled up outside the venue, she was pleasantly surprised. It looked nice enough.. but how would it be like inside? Heading through the doors, Elizabeth began to glance around, taking in the atmosphere while also surveying the other guests. After weeks of working non-stop, her brain was still in business mode, and anyone could be a potential investor or valuable contact. "What.. interesting company you keep, Adrian," Elizabeth joked, noticing a few odd looking characters. But hey, she had been expecting this. It was Bleak Street after all.
 
When Adrian's wife announced that they would be attending the Silver Hour, he sighed slightly. Although he occasionally enjoyed parties, he really wasn't in the mood for it tonight. His mind was more preoccupied with other things. Such as, how was his little girl, Vivienne? He'd only seen her briefly during the holidays, and was anxious to see her more often. Also, what were with these constant headaches of his? Was - God forbid - a brain tumour growing back? Adrian was suffering the exact same symptoms as last time, but chose not to tell his wife. He just knew it would worry her too much, and Elizabeth already had more than enough on her plate.

Doing up the middle button of his James Bond-style tuxedo jacket, Adrian began rooting around for a mask. It was a Masquerade Ball, wasn't it? Luckily he was able to find a simple Zorro-type mask. His wife wore a mask made of lace that matched her dress, that she had been fortunate enough to buy at the last minute. God knows what would have happened if they'd been unable to find it. Some quickly sewed job by Svetlana, probably. When they were both ready, the couple set off in their long black limo, headed for Bleak Street.

Upon their arrival, Adrian took Elizabeth's hand, barely pausing to notice the way everything looked. They made their way through the doors, entering the main room. Looking around for the drinks table, Adrian laughed when his wife mentioned how some of the other guests in attendance were not the usual people they surrounded themselves with. "Ah Liz," he said simply, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "You look beautiful, by the way," he smiled lovingly.

Although many couples lost that spark over time, the Esquire's were quite different. Although they had both changed dramatically over time, the pair had changed together. Their bond was both as friends as well as romantically, and the things they had gone through had made their relationship even stronger. In short, they were soulmates. "Oh and Liz? Do try to relax, won't you?" Adrian smiled, hoping this night would be a good opportunity for them both to get away from work for a bit.
 
Pearl was running down Bleak Street as fast as she could in her dress and shoes. She was late, as usual. Pearl had just been about to leave but the other nurse had been late and a girl came in with a cold so Pearl had to help her. She paused a moment out side to put on her mask and fix her dress. Once she was sure she looked fine Pearl walked in and looked around. There was something going on everywhere and people all around. She searched for a bit before finding someone she knew. Pearl walked over to the couple with as much grace as she could muster in heals and smiled at them, "Good evening Adri, and Elizabeth" Pearl said in a friendly voice.
 
Maeve walked about the crowd smiling and making small talk as she went. She so much would have preferred Luxen to be here. As she thought about him the babies in her womb kicked, gently she caressed her swollen belly.
"Hush now you two" she smiled but knew she should go home, she hadn't been feeling well for a few days now and was so terrified of losing one of these babies as she had lost Callista, Andromeda's twin sister. She could not see Martha through the crowd and decided to leave without saying goodbye to her. She was just about to when the woman from earlier got up to speak again, this time letting them know the game would commence. She was tempted to stay but another painful twinge told her she should most definitely head home to get some rest.
 
Raziel arrived at the party and started to look for Jac, as soon as he arrived. He told her that he would meet her here but he was late due to a current case at work. Raziel was dressed in a long black trench ccloak that cam down to his ankles, his shirt was also black and he was wearing a white tie with a rather expesive mask that resembled an owl. He was not a big fan of mask but for jac;s sake he did not though a fit, she was so glad that he was going that he did not want to dampen the mood. He want to find her though because there was a killer out there and this Bleak street is where it happened.

As he wondered the crowd he picked up her colgne and followed it like a bloodhound to where she stood like a goddess. He walked up to he and plant alight kiss on her and smile " So I am late I got caught up at work. If you want to know more you can gleam my mine as we mingle" He said loud enough for her to hear.
 
Jacqueline smiled as she saw Raziel heading towards her through the crowd. He looked fabulous as he parted the crowd. She smirked as she realized how many people would be jealous to see he was taken. Raziel kissed her when he reached her. Jac grinned as she slipped her hand into his. She was happy to see him. "Its alright I havent been here that long. What was going on at work?" she inquired curiously.
 
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