ORNIA
A young woman with dark hair that is cut short to give her a softer, yet more mature appearance about her. Her slender, creamy white face accentuates her dark brown eyes, helping emit a youthful appearance. She moves lightly with the grace of a cat as her small framed body is only about 5’ and looks delicate in comparison to others about her. Her now nearly matured body speaks of womanly curves that are still meager but developed fully now.
Ornia is wearing a ivory white wedding gown. The bodice is adorned with appliqués covered in sequins, pearls and beads that is fitted with a dropped waistline, and a full skirt and train. The sleeves are sheer at the shoulders with detailed appliqués and beadwork and are fitted along the forearm in the same white satin extending to a point at the wrist with the same exquisite beadwork. The back of the dress is spectacular. The back closure consists of 35 cloth covered buttons with loops. The appliqués and beadwork appear along the back which comes to a V at the waist just as the front does. At the back waist is the first of four bows which cascade down the back of the train. Each bow is accented with strands of pearls and beads. The skirt and train also have appliqués and beadwork from waist to hem. On her head is a Veil head piece that has a V shaped tiara that comes onto her forehead. From the tiara is a 3 tier lace veil with one hanging to cover her face and all of it an ivory white.
JUSTINE
You look upon a rather tall young woman. Long waves of honey blonde hair are pulled up and back behind her head, held in place with an elegant clip with the crest of the Garamond upon it. Gentle waves of hair emerge from the clip and cascade softly down over her back and bare shoulder. Small golden strands from the sides curl up, forming a soft frame beneath her delicate jaw line. Her ears hold short, thin, golden chains, each with several small pears on the ends, and her right ear is accented with a single sparkling ruby earring. Her high-boned cheeks are flushed with a hint of red that compliments their warm natural glow. Ice blue eyes shine brightly, providing a sharp, intelligent focus to her features.
She wears a breathtaking Royal Blue satin gown with floral laceing on the bodice and an asymmetric silk skirt falling to mid-calf in the front but the back remains long, with a short train following behind her. The upper back is open but for a set of criss-crossed straps holding the bodice snug against her bosom, giving her ample breasts a slight boost. The shoes are dyed to match the color of the dress and has a one inch heel on them.
Just above her left breast is a small bandage that has been colored to try to match her dress. She seems a bit pale, weak and tired but tries hard to hide it all.
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Justine smiles softly, yet sadly at you as she helps put on your veil and quietly says, "You look positively radiant, Ornia."
Ornia swallows and turns to look at you "Justine are you going to be ok?"
Justine's head nods a little, her features still a bit pale from the past few days. She offers a crooked smile and softly says, "I should be fine, just a bit tired is all. Don't worry about me, today is your special day."
Ornia nods just slowly and even pulls back the front of the veil as it seems to annoy her "Well I just want you to be happy too Justine that is all." she then trys to smile as bit as she is quite nervous.
Justine moves over to a chair and slowly lowers herself into it, releasing a quiet sigh as she does. She looks to you, nodding some, "I know, Ornia and believe me, it's what I want too. I'm trying, I honestly am."
Ornia smiles and just starts to pace as she seems to just wait "Well I am not going to force you as I am steffan. I am tryign to get him to open up to you."
Justine's head shakes back and forth, "Please don't, Ornia. If it's not what he wants, then what's the point in forcing him?"
Ornia pauses and just nods "I knwo he wants it, he just needs to learn to show it." she smiles lightly at you "Justine he only had me about him for so long that he does not understand how to open up."
Justine sighs tiredly as she brings her hand to her head and rubs it, "Please, Ornia. I really don't want to discuss this right now." She smiles to you, "Besides, this is /your/ day. It's supposed to be filled with grandous joy. Tell me of the plans you and Assaf have made."
Ornia nods and just moves close "Well really we are takeing this one step at a time really Justine, I am not sure what he will wish to do after the reception, but I am hopeing that we both spend some tiem with each other, before he must rush back to his services."
Justine blinks in surprise at you, "You don't know what you're doing?" Her head shakes, "Ornia, why haven't you planned this out before?"
Ornia looks strait at you and smiles "Because I really wanted to see how much he cares for me." she smiles a good bit.
Justine's brows furrow, "What does that have to do with your future with him, Ornia? You don't even know what you're doing after the reception. Don't you know where you two will go for the evening? Are you going on a honeymoon? Where will you both live?"
Ornia smiles "We have that planned out for tonight and then yes a honeymoon is planned." she just starts to pace again, the questioning makeing her more nervous.
Justine watches you pace and shakes her head slightly at her friend, still so young and naive, not having a clue what's really in store for her. She frowns at bit at her thoughts, as she knows the truth but not able to tell Ornia, why should her friend have to suffer like she is? No, she can't do that to her. She then tries to offer a supportive smile and softly says, "Everything will work out just fine, Ornia. I'm sorry for questioning you like I did. I guess the Emperor is right, I just expect too much." She leans back in her chair and crosses her legs, "I remember the stories my mother used to read to me when I was a little girl to put me to sleep. Stories of young, handsome Lords coming and sweeping me off my feet and living happily ever after. You'd think that at my age, I would have learned by now that they are just that....stories."
Ornia pauses in her paceing and trys to sit down herself, but just ends up getting up again and fidgets with the front of her dress as she then looks at you "I hope so." she just looks all nervous now "And Justine I am allways here for you please remember that."
Justine nods some, softly replying, "I know you are, Ornia and I am always here for you as well." Her hand comes up to her chest and places it over the colored bandage, "Always here for you."
Ornia smiles now as she watches you and just continues to pace about the room.
Justine chuckles lightly as she watches you pace and then says, "Careful, or you'll wear a hole in that carpet. I'm not sure if the Lord Bashir would be pleased."
Ornia giggles a bit and then pauses as she looks to the door "I just am not sure what to expect out there."
Justine glances to the door and then back to you with a smile, "Expect every eye to be on you, looking at you in complete awe and amazement of your beauty. Expect tears of joy and happiness and a lot of hugging and curtseying." She then chuckles, "And dancing...."
Ornia blinks and seems just a bit shocked and just gasps "Oh my..."
Justine's brows furrow in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Ornia smiles "Just all of the things to come is all." she moves near you and hugs you lightly
Justine hugs you gently and whispers, "It's scarey, I know but it will be just fine. And if, for some reason, it isn't, at least you have a home to go to. But Assaf is a good man and he will do right by you, I know he will."
Ornia just nods and smiles as she now paces and waits
Justine sighs as she looks down to her timepiece, wondering when things are going to begin. She leans back in the chair and closes her eyes, trying to get some rest before the main event.
There is a quiet knock on the door, jerking Justine back to reality. She looks to Ornia and holds up a hand, "Stay there." She then moves to the door and cracks it, "Yes?" A slave bows to Justine and hands her a note, "A note for Lady Justine Lear." Justine smirks and snatches the note out of the slaves hand, snapping, "It's Garamond, but thank you." And then shuts the door.
You receive a note from a young slave girl, it reads. "To the Lady Justine, I need to speak to you on your test results. There is nothing to worry about yet, but please take it as easy as possible, and if you need me, I shall be in the front row. Yuri"
Ornia glances at you as she again starst to fidget with her dress
Justine grumbles irritably and then sits back in her chair and unfolds the note, glancing over it. Her eyes roll as she balls up the note and tosses it in the trash, "Don't worry, it's nothing."
Ornia loosk to the note and just seems very concerned
Justine offers a reassuring smile and says, "Ornia, it's okay, honestly. Just a stupid reminder to take it easy, is all. And I'm doing that, aren't I?"
Ornia nods with a smile and if she does nto stop her fidigeting she may start to ruin the dress
Justine chuckles quietly, "Ornia, you really should try to relax. You'll ruin your beautiful dress if you don't."
Ornia looks over at you and just pulsl her hands to her sides and just starts to pace a bit again
Justine leans back in her chair onces more and closes her eyes.
Justine's communicator beeps a couple of times, signaling it's time. She stands and looks to Ornia with a smile, "That's our cue. Are you ready?"
Ornia blinks and turns to look at you"I guess so." she moves to give you a quick hug
Justine returns the hug gently and then opens the door for you.
Ornia walks to the north and passes through the Golden Doors.
Ornia has left.
You walk through the Golden Doors.
Salon -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Open and airy, the private salon is a space geared towards creature comforts. The expanse of tiled floor is strewn with a kaleidoscope of Kilim carpets, soft and warm underfoot. Several ornate CHAIRS are grouped with mother-of-pearl inlaid side tables, and a cluster of rainbow hued cushions, offering a quiet spot to unwind and chat. In the center of the salon is a long low ebony table, surrounded by more colorful tassel-trimmed cushions. Candles, several games, and a CHESS SET are strewn casually across the table's surface, a gem-studded brass lantern hangs above, providing ample light. Hammered bronze braziers are interspersed through the various groupings of furniture, their glowing coals easing the sting of chilly nights.
Players:
Ornia
Objects:
Needlework Frame
Exits:
Golden Doors <S> leads to The Seraglio -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Arched Doors <E> leads to Tulip Court -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Carved Doors <N> leads to Hall of Sultans -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Justine helps fluff up your gown and train before she gives you a quick kiss on your cheek and whispers, "For luck. Remember to breathe." She winks and then turns and walks into the Tulip Court.
Ornia watches you go and smiles nervously
You walk through the Arched Doors.
Tulip Court -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
A large arcade runs around the outer perimeter of this majestic, open aired, inner garden court. The garden itself is divided by two bisecting paths that quarters the space into quadrants. The BEDS are carefully laid out in precise geometric shapes, and smaller pathways interspersed between the beds in each quadrant, themselves, form a larger geometric pattern. Several small tiled mosaic POOLS are placed symmetrically throughout the garden, and are filled with fish that dart just below the water's surface. In the center of the garden is a small KIOSK with several benches, that afford a full view of the opulent surroundings.
Players:
Haroon Steffan
Imam Assaf
Mikhail Hesakaya
Yuri Satyavrat
Cromwell
Exits:
Marble Stair <D> leads to Reviewing Stand -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Etched Doors <S> leads to Baths -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Bronze Doors <E> leads to The Polis -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Arched Doors <W> leads to Salon -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
As you walk into the Tulip Garden, you notice how festive the area is for this special occassion. Banners displaying House Bajazet, House Ginaz and House Korash fly proudly in the brisk breeze, assorted flowers floating on lily pads in the water and colorful streamers strung throughout the gardens make it truly awe inspiring.
Assaf stands with his back to the doors and does not notice Justine or anybody else besides the Imam
Haroon is seated along with the rest of the guests. He looks momentarily suprised to see Justine but gives her a warm smile none the less
Steffan walks to the west and passes through the Arched Doors.
Steffan has left.
Hesakaya takes up a place according to his standing, his smile still bright, his eyes taking in the entire room.
Satyavrat glances over, noting Justine's presence with passing interest.
Justine steps into the Tulip Court, holding a small bouquet of flowers in her hands. She holds a small smile on her face, yet you can see some sadness behind it as she gradually makes her way down the aisle, one step at a time. When she reaches the alter area, she moves off to the side and then looks back to the doors.
Mikhail casts a covert glance at Justine, the colour seems to drain from his face a bit.
Satyavrat notes Mikhail's action and leans to whisper something to him.
Mikhail nods curtly at Satyavrat remaining silent.
Satyavrat's brow remains furrowed at Mikhail's response, but he returns his attention to the Imam.
Ornia walks in from Salon through the Arched Doors.
Ornia has arrived.
Cromwell looks intently at Justine, making carfull observations of her condition as she passes.
Yuri smiles and almost stands, but sees none of the others standing so doesn't.
Justine's eyes seem locked on what's ahead of her, not making eye contact with anyone.
Steffan walks in from Salon through the Arched Doors.
Steffan has arrived.
The music suddenly stops playing it's tune when Ornia enters the tulip garden. They smile to her and then begin to play a bridal processional in her honor. Once she reaches the alter, the music stops so that the ceremony can take place.
Cromwell rises to his feet as the processional begins.
Yuri keeps a watchful eye on Justine, as if something might happen and seems ready in case.
Haroon rises in his chair and looks across at Ornia as she enters and folds his hands in front of him.
Ornia moves really slowly with Steffan her she looks with just her eyes at those gathered from under the veil.
Mikhail rises from his seat.
Satyavrat's eyes follow Ornia down the aisle, but he continues to cast glances to Justine and Mikhail every so often. He rises slowly from his seat at teh beginning of the processional.
Haroon moves forwards to take a place by Assaf before the altar. He claps him on the shoulder.
Yuri stands amd smiles brightly as Ornia passes.
Assaf nods to Haroon and he stands before the Imam, waiting for Ornia to arrive down the aisle.
Steffan walks down the isle with Ornia hand and hand as he approaches Assaf and the priest. He then offers her hand to him, lifts her veil, give her a kiss on her cheek. He smiles to the both of them and sits down in the front row.
The Imam begins the ceremony by reciting the opening surah "In the name of God, the most compassionate, most merciful.
All the praises and thanks be to God, the Lord of the Alamin.
The most gracious, most merciful.
THe only owner of the day of recompense.
You alone we worship, and you alone we ask for help.
Guide us to the straight way.
The way of those on whom you have bestowed your grace, and not of those who have earned your anger, nor of those who went astray."
Ornia steps up onto the alter after the kiss from Steffan and then stands there holding onto Assaf's hand
Justine's eyes slide to Steffan briefly as he gives Ornia away, a sad frown on her face before she turns to Imam, listening to the ceremony.
Haroon lets his gaze stray off into reverie.
Assaf smiles at the Imam and takes Ornia's hand
Steffan peers at Justine breifly as he sits, and then focuses his attention on the priest.
The Imam pauses for a brief moment after finishing his recitation, but quickly continues, "Lord Assaf Kuperschmid, do you swear infront of Allah and these witnesses that you take the Lady Lear as your wife without any coercion from either your family or her own?"
Justine's head lowers to the bouquet of flowers in her hands, eyes closing briefly before inhaling slowly and looking back to Imam. Obviously, the words he just spoke affected her.
Assaf pauses for a few seconds before answering the question, he looks at Haroon, then at Ornia and the back at the Imam, "In the name of Allah, I do."
The Imam directs his attention now to the Lady Lear, "Do you Lady Ornia Lear swear infront of Allah and these witnesses that you take Lord Kuperschmid as your husband without any coercion from his family or your own?"
Satyavrat runs his fingers through his hair in a mildly frustrated manner.
Ornia swallows a good bit and then with just a small nods she says softly "I do." sh eloosk now directly at Assaf.
Yuri notices Justine's reaction and seems to tense up slightly.
The Imam smiles warmly at the couple and nods seeming satisfied with the given answers, he places Ornia's hand In Assaf's and says "What Allah has created let no man tear asunder. With the blessing of Allah before all assembled, Ornia Lear and Assaf Kuperschmid shall be known as husband and wife now and forever."
Justine forces a smile to the couple, a few tears slide down her cheeks and one might mistake it for tears of joy.
Assaf turns to look at Ornia, he takes both her hands into his and smiles
Ornia smiles a good bit brightly and just holds to Assaf's hands tightly now.
Mikhail glances at Justine once more, the expression on his face a carefully placed mask of neutrality.
Assaf leans over and kisses Ornia.
Haroon lets a smile flood his face at the confirmation.
Yuri keeps a watchful eye on Justine his face seems calm espicaly those emotionless eyes.
Hesakaya buries his face in a hand and shakes his head.
The Bajazet band begins to play a merry, celebratory tune in honor of the blessed union. Slaves come out from their hiding places and begin to throw tulip petals in the air.
Cherry blossom starts to fall from the windows around the tulip court, thrown by slaves, and the musicians at the back strike up as the crowd smiles and applauds its approval.
Steffan beams as he looks at Ornia and Assaf.
Satyavrat smiles pleasently, turning to look at the slaves up in the windows. He redirects his attention to the newlyweds, applauding.
Yuri stands and applaudes, miling at the new couple.
Assaf places his hand around Ornia's waist and calls out, "Thank you all for being here, I hope that you can rejoice with us in the Hall of Sultans."
Yuri stands and applaudes, smiling at the new couple.
Cromwell smiles and applauds
Ornia looks about for just a bit, but she seems most content to just stand there and be with Assaf.
Assaf walks to the west and passes through the Arched Doors.
Assaf has left.
Hesakaya applauds politely, a stern eye on his lord.
Mikhail rises from his seat and begins to walk towards the hall.
Ornia walks to the west and passes through the Arched Doors.
Ornia has left.
Satyavrat rises slowly, turning around to take in another look of the Garden. He then follows Mikhail out.
Haroon grins from ear to ear in what could be happiness or relief
The now thuroughly doped up Dowager claps with little coordination but seems very happy.
Mikhail walks to the west and passes through the Arched Doors.
Mikhail has left.
Satyavrat walks to the west and passes through the Arched Doors.
Satyavrat has left.
Justine watches the two walk back towards the Embassy and then looks down at the bouquet in her hands before turning and heading to one of the benches nearby, sitting down.
Yuri slowly approaches Justine, "Are you OK, my lady?"
A lithe young slaveboy escorts the dowager to a sitting position on one of the benches, where her head slumps down onto her chest.
Steffan smiles and stands and starts walking towards the hall.
Cromwell moves toward the exit but notices the Lady Justine's condition and puts a hand out to stop Steffan
Justine looks up to Yuri and offers him a small smile with a curt nod, "Yes, I am fine. Thank you." She looks back down to the flowers and then tosses it into the pond nearby.
Cromwell says, "Excuse me my Lord. I do not mean to intrude but it seems your wife requires some attention."
Yuri nods, but doesn't seem fully convenced, and offers to escourt her to Steffan.
Haroon rubs his hands together "Well.. there is a lot of wine to be drunk.. perhaps you gentlemen will accompany me.. and My Lady Ginaz of course"
Haroon furrows his brow in confusion at Cromwell's comment for a second as he passes through the doors
Haroon walks to the west and passes through the Arched Doors.
Haroon has left.
Justine's head shakes to Yuri and quietly says, "No, go ahead. I'll be fine." She looks to the floating bouquet.
Steffan hrms and turns around to see Justine sitting on the bench.
Hesakaya turns towards a senior guard and doublechecks the securitymeasures.
Yuri sighs slightly then looks to Justine, "Thank you, my Lady, " He straightens slightly, "But I fear my duty lies here with you for the moment, if I might speak with you and the Marquis alone, I can explain
Justine snaps loudly to Yuri, "I said go away!! Can't I have a moments worth of peace??" She sighs heavily and shakes her head standing up, "Nevermind, fine, I'll go." She then walks away from Yuri angrily, her hand coming up to her chest.
Steffan starts to walk over to were Justine is sitting. He looks over at the Suk, "Are you sure she is ok? Perhaps the stress of this occasion has been..." He stops as Justine starts walking away.
Cromwell stands by the door way somewhat awkwardly.
Hesakaya lets out a soft sigh turning to his fellow menta.
Justine frowns heavily and sadly to Cromwell as she approaches him. She looks back to Yuri and then to Cromwell, "See what I mean?" Her head shakes and then walks inside the Embassy.
You walk through the Arched Doors.
Salon -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Open and airy, the private salon is a space geared towards creature comforts. The expanse of tiled floor is strewn with a kaleidoscope of Kilim carpets, soft and warm underfoot. Several ornate CHAIRS are grouped with mother-of-pearl inlaid side tables, and a cluster of rainbow hued cushions, offering a quiet spot to unwind and chat. In the center of the salon is a long low ebony table, surrounded by more colorful tassel-trimmed cushions. Candles, several games, and a CHESS SET are strewn casually across the table's surface, a gem-studded brass lantern hangs above, providing ample light. Hammered bronze braziers are interspersed through the various groupings of furniture, their glowing coals easing the sting of chilly nights.
Objects:
Needlework Frame
Exits:
Golden Doors <S> leads to The Seraglio -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Arched Doors <E> leads to Tulip Court -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Carved Doors <N> leads to Hall of Sultans -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Yuri walks in from Tulip Court through the Arched Doors.
Yuri has arrived.
Yuri rushes after you, almost to the point of a run, "My lady, please, you must calm down..."
Steffan walks in from Tulip Court through the Arched Doors.
Steffan has arrived.
Cromwell walks in from Tulip Court through the Arched Doors.
Cromwell has arrived.
Hesakaya walks in from Tulip Court through the Arched Doors.
Hesakaya has arrived.
Hesakaya follows Cromwell, his hands dug in his overcoat.
Justine continues making her way to the Hall of Sultans, her hand on her chest. She shakes her head and says, "If you would leave me alone then perhaps I will."
Yuri sighs and keeps a goodly pace with Justine, "You do not understand." He mutters something so low that justine can only hear him.
Yuri whispers, "Your life is at risk My Lady."
Hesakaya shakes his head muttering, "imagine the carnage had she still had her blades..."
Steffan looks at the Suk and with a concerned tone, "M'Lady Justine, be reasonable. You have not fully recovered and if you need care..."
Justine stops and then turns to Yuri, pointing a finger at him, "No, /you/ don't understand. I am sick and tired of everytime I turn around, I have a Suk, or a guard or a Mentat shoved in my face! I can't even take a piss without having someone watching me!" She frowns to Yuri's whisper and says, "My life has been at risk ever since my family was murdered 13 years ago and it will never change. Get used to it, I have."
Justine looks to Steffan with narrowed eyes, "What would you know about being reasonable? You're the reason why I have a man watching me undress and bathe! That's YOUR job, isn't it?" She turns and heads into the hall.
You walk through the Carved Doors.
Hall of Sultans -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Gem-studded carved marble walls soar into the vaulted ceiling, giving the impression of space and light. The gilded ceiling sparkles and reflects the soft light that flickers from the large, suspended brass lanterns marching in three neat rows down the length of the hall. Ornate TABLES are pressed snugly against the north wall, under the myriad of windows. Worked with a sweeping mosaic in blues, reds, and greens, the floor tiles click sharply underfoot, the sound echoing through the vastness of the chamber. At the west end of the hall stands a large DAIS, behind it hangs an enormous STANDARD. Slaves clad in black stand nearly unseen, ready to attend to the needs of any occupant of the hall.
Players:
Assaf Mikhail
Haroon Ornia
Justine Satyavrat
Objects:
Enormous Tiled Mosaic
Exits:
Carved Doors <S> leads to Salon -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Platinum Doors <E> leads to The Adrianopol -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
As you walk into the Hall of Sultans, you notice how the room is grandly decorated for this blessed event. Flags bearing the crests of House Bajazet, House Ginaz and House Korash are strategically placed about, showing the pride of the wonderful unification happening today. The room is professionally decorated in all of the colors of each House and there is a sweet aroma of the flowers in abundance. A place for dancing has been cleared along with a small area for the band.
Haroon tips his glass with a grin and looks around. Two young boys brandishing wooden sabres run past his legs on either side and disappear under one of the tables.
Cromwell walks in from Salon through the Carved Doors.
Cromwell has arrived.
Hesakaya walks in from Salon through the Carved Doors.
Hesakaya has arrived.
Steffan walks in from Salon through the Carved Doors.
Steffan has arrived.
Justine walks into the Hall of Sultans looking rather upset and having her right hand on her chest. She moves over to the closest chair she can find and sits down in it.
Yuri walks in from Salon through the Carved Doors.
Yuri has arrived.
Ornia pauses to listen to her husband but watches the doors and smiles as her borther enters
Yuri seesm to be in a major rush and comes up to Justine, panting from his odvoius running, "My Lady, I would like your permision for two things, then I shall leave you be for the evening.
Assaf nods at Steffan and turns to look at Justine, his face showing a bit concern. He walks over to her and sits next to her, starting to talk quietly."
There is a throng of guests in the hall, some dancing and most drinking merrily. The volume level in the room begins to rise as various conversations strive to be heard.
Assaf mutters to you, "I've spoken to the Emperor on your behalf."
Steffan enters as calmly as possible. First staring at Justine and then the rest of the crowd. He smiles when he sees his sister and starts walking over to her.
Justine sighs heavily and closes her eyes, trying to calm herself down. She looks to Yuri and lowers her tone, "Suk, this is supposed to be a celebration. A time for great happiness and joy. I implore you...no, I beg you...wait until we have returned to the Embassy. Whatever it is, it can wait."
Ornia looks dismayed at Assaf's rushing to Justine, and stands there as she loosk at justine and others who seem concerned for her.
Mikhail glances curiously toward the Suk and Lady Garamond. He swollows a full half of his glass and walks quietly to a quiter corner of the room, perhaps to take a message of some sort.
Haroon mutters to Satyavrat, "... with... mutters... off... game... while....."
Satyavrat smiles at Haroon.
Ornia loosk to steffan who approaches her and despite her smile you can see the concern for someone in her eyes
Justine takes Assaf's hand and then looks to Ornia with an apologetic smile and motions for her to join her and Assaf.
Yuri sighs and shakes his head slightly, "Just promise me, no more heavy exertion until I can speak to you, in private, My Lady." a deep tone of concern drifts on his words, as if his words might help her chances of living the night."
Satyavrat mutters to Haroon, "I am... by the..."
Justine's eyes slide to Yuri and calmly states, "I was doing just fine until you kept pestering me. Am I being subtle enough, Suk?"
Haroon laughs at Satyavrat and sits down in one of the seats crossing his legs. A slave refills his glass and he ruffles the neck of a hunting dog that pads over to sit at his feet.
Cromwell seems extremly amused by the whole scene and moves over to form a line to congratulate the new Bride.
Yuri bows to Justine and departs, there seems to be somethign racign through his mind as he leaves, as if he were going over somethign in his mind.
Satyavrat smiles at the presence of the dog. "Your embassy is a very open place, Lord Regent...children, dogs...quite enlivened."
Hesakaya follows Yuri, passing with a smile and nod through the crowd.
Haroon chuckles "This is a more special day than most though eh? Normally a little more sedate"
Mikhail ambles out of the small corner and back over to the Regent and Satyavrat.
Yuri sits in a corner, rolling facts through his mind, looking deep in thaught as if some great problem is gnawing at his mind.
Assaf searches Ornia, when he finally finds her, he motiones her to join him and Justine
Steffan mutters to Ornia, "... afraid... Justine... well,... keep a... not... hostile... I... just upset..."
Umar has connected.
Satyavrat smiles warmly. "Ah, I understand. Still, it is quite a pleasant change."
Bajazet Slaves flow through the room, carrying large trays of the finest wines and delectables offering them to the honored guests.
Ornia frowns deeply, but nods to Steffan and then hugs him before she then moves to join her husband and Justine.
The room fills with the alluring sounds of gentle music as some of the Bajazet Slaves play their soft songs for the honored guests.
Hesakaya stands next to Yuri, liberating a glass filled with a clear liquid from a slavegirl's heavy tray.
Justine smiles as Ornia makes her way over and reaches a hand out to her friend.
Umar slips into the hallway quietly attempting not to be noticed.
Haroon nods to Umar as he enters, and glances around at the amount of wine being freely offered. He gives the Suk a conspirational wink.
Hesakaya mutters to Yuri, "... dear... have... within the... Even... duty... to overstep... more... once."
Steffan grabs a drink from a tray from a passing slave. He takes a sip and then makes his way towards the Regent.
Yuri mutters to himself, "... need... of... parents'... I... may... haunt... thirteen..."
Ornia takes Justines hand and smiles at her "Are you ok?" she asks it simply before looking to Assaf with a smile
Umar chuckles and glances at Haroon as if to say 'Try not to drink yourself under the table this time m'lord.'
Yurilook sup at Has, "Huh?" He seems so distracted yb this current problem it's frightening.
Justine lightly squeezes Ornia's hand and then Assaf's hand before joining their hands together, "You both are very dear friends of mine. I am happy for the both of you and wish you great happiness." She nods to Ornia and says, "Yes, I am fine. But what would make me even better is seeing you two take your first dance as husband and wife." She smiles softly as she drops her hands from yours.
A band at the back strikes up another melody and a couple dance a few steps
Haroon pats a chair beside him indicating Satyavrat to take a seat and bows from his seat at Mikhail and Steffan as they approach.
Hesakaya takes the seat next to Yuri and takes a sip of his drink. Noticing he has full attention now he repeats himself.
Ornia nods slowly with a smile and then swallows as she looks a bit nervous at Assaf and just mouths
Umar speaks into his communicator.
Assaf looks at Justine with a suprised look, 'Dear friend?! What happend to the last week?!' He then stands and takes Ornia's hand, ready to lead her to the dancing floor.
When the Bride and Groom step onto the dance floor, the small band plays it's finest, most romantic tune it knows, in honor of their union.
Satyavrat sits down next to Haroon, sighing slightly as he does so.
Justine watches Ornia and Assaf move to the dance floor, her face turns somewhat sad and thoughtful as her eyes follow them.
Cromwell takes a seat next to Justine but doesn't say a word.
Haroon's communicator beeps insistantly at him, and one the guard captain bustles over to his chair.
Ornia moves with Assaf to the dance floor and smiles as she looks strait at him inthe eyes hopeing he will lead in this.
Hesakaya mutters to Yuri, "... your place... that... your... your... can... to..."
Satyavrat looks over at Haroon, trying not to seem too interested by the communicator or the guard.
Anatoly walks in from The Adrianopol through the Platinum Doors.
Anatoly has arrived.
Mikael walks in from The Adrianopol through the Platinum Doors.
Mikael has arrived.
Assaf starts to dance to the music but stop abruptly as Mikael and Anatoly enter the room. He looks at them as if in a state of total shock.
Yuri mutters to Hesakaya, "... an... assassin's... lady... more."
Hesakaya smirks at yuri.
Anatoly enters the room with Mikael, the grin on his face and the smell that's coming from his mouth shows he's drunk
Ornia pauses as Assaf stop and loosk in the direction he does and has not clue what to expect suddenly
A pudgy man bearing the insignia of head of the embassy staff rushes over arms flapping to block the Harkonnen's entrance into the room. Various guards gather round him adopting edgy poses "My Lords" he hisses angrily "This is not a public function"
Hesakaya mutters to Yuri, "No,... understand.... and our... eye of..."
Justine's brows furrow in confusion when Assaf and Ornia stop dancing. Her eyes follow his and then looks surprised at the Harkonnens, eyes widening a bit and a small gasp escaping her lips. She rises from her chair and turns towards the men.
Hesakaya's voice trails as he sees the new arrivals.
Satyavrat stiffens, sitting upright. His hand falls to his waist, and he leans closer to Mikhail.
Mikael claps a hand around Anatoly's shoulder to keep himself upright and smiles cheerily ignoring the man.
Anatoly pushes the pudgy man and yells, "Why not? My dear sir? Are we not good enough for your petty, hick, parties?!" He then starts to walk in zigzags towards Assaf and Ornia.
Yuri turns away from the Harkonnen's as if the evry sight of them makes him ill, or is it something more.
Haroon furrows his brow but doesn't rise from his seat. He flicks a gesture at the guard captain to take care of the matter.
Mikhail frowns his hand darts quickly twords the sheathed Kindjal at his waits ready to pull it free any second.
Ornia narrows her eyes and as she stands near Assaf her hands seem to reach for soemthign not on her and she deeply frowns now
Justine moves to intercept the path of Anatoly, offering a fake smile to the man and says, "Greetings, My Lord. How can we help you this evening?"
Mikael giggles and lurches besides Anatoly. His gaze locks onto a passing slavegirl, causing him to twist round to follow her derrier and causing him to nearly loose his balance.
Yuri opens his small medkit he carries every and removes a small dart launcher, most likely a dranquilezer.
Assaf unhooks his scabbard and wields his sword. He walks intently over to Anatoly and Mikael, "Leave the premesis, immidietly!"
Satyavrat tenses, adjusting his weight forward onto the balls of his feet. He whispers something to Mikhail.
Hesakaya rises slowly from his chair, drink instantly forgotten. His eyes alternate between his lord and the newcomers.
Steffan looks towards the Regent as the Harkonnen enters. He sips his drink quietly and walks slowly back towards Ornia and Assaf.
Anatoly looks at Assaf and grins, "But, My Lord, We have come to bid you good luck, haven't we, cousin?" He pulls his cousin from walking after the slave.
Ornia does not follow Assaf as she just eyes the two men
Haroon claps his hands and rises to his feet with an exasperated look "Escort these two men from here" he says and the guards group nervously around the two Hakronnen, looking unsure how to manhandle drunken nobility.
Steffan looks at Ornia with a concerned look and motions for her to move away from the newcomers.
Anatoly realises Justine is near him and he moves to kiss her.
Satyavrat's eyes widen at this.
Haroon makes his way from out behind a knot of people "Harkonnen!" he bellows with anger "I do believe you
were asked to leave?"
Justine stays planted in front of the two men, putting herself in between them and the newlyweds. She jerks away from the kiss but keeps her forced smile on her face, "We thank you for your good tidings, it was kind of you to deliver it in person, but a guildmail would have sufficed. I'm afraid that we were only expecting a certain number of people this evening, so we are short on supplies for you and your...cousin. Perhaps another time?"
Ornia gasps now at what anatoly does and steps back a bit as she does not like where this may be going
Assaf looks at Haroon and nods, he places his sword back at the Scabbard and walks over to Ornia.
Satyavrat launches himself to his feet, staying at Mikhail's heels.
Yuri smiles and stands slowly approaching the two Harkonnen nobles, "Gentlemen, I am sure the bride and groom appricate your gesture, but I fear you have taken in access, may I perscribe a stimulant to help aide you gentlemen?"
Mikael hicups in agreement with Anatoly and deftly swipes a glass from a tray with a rolling motion. "We have.. and to share our good spirits"
Anatoly places his taps Mikael on the shoulder and points at Mikhail, "Isn't that the one that is trying to sell the Landsraad? Or a seat? Or something?"
Satyavrat clenches his kindjal's blade, his fingers going white. He keeps his eyes locked on the Harkonnens, waiting.
Mikael furrows his brow as he studies Mikhail attempting to identify him from three overlapping images. "He's .." his voice trails off and he points "One of those.. furry hat chaps eh?"
Mikhail scowls at the two Harkonnen, "You are ignorant, so I do not hold you responsible for knowing better than to barge into a private reception drunk. I will put it in plain speech for you; Leave and do so quickly."
Mikael grins from ear to ear.. a grin which fades a little as he starts to take in the range of ill feeling arrayed around him
Justine's eyes slide to Mikhail and then back to the two men. She maintains her forced smile and says, "I have a grand idea. Why don't I show the two of you around? I'll give you a tour of the embassy?" She looks back to
Mikhail and calmly states, "Na-Earl, please...that's no way to settle this."
Yuri seems very calm with the drunken pair, "Please gentlemen, allow me to give you something to help with youe durnkeness."
Hesakaya walks quickly towards his lord. Avoiding the two harkonnen he evades a guard and barely maages to miss Justine. Turning slightly his overcoat flutters in the turn.
Hesakaya pages: hesakaya just slipped you a wristdagger.
Hesakaya pages: just slip it up your sleeve.
Haroon unfolds himself from the chair and strides over determinedly "You gentlemen will leave or the suk here shall tranquilise you and we will send you home strapped to the back of a horse" he indicates the door "My Lords" he adds as an afterthough. Its doubtful they'll remember a word tomorrow.
Anatoly grins at Justine, "You see Mikael, some of them can be VERY friendly. Of course, my lady, We accept!"
Mikael leans down to attempt to whisper to Yuri, with a wagging finger and sincere expression "But we /like/ being drunk"
Ornia gasps and just shouts "No Justine please do not do that."
Mikhail nods and bows to Justine, "As you wish m'lady." he sighs and wanders off into the crowd.
Assaf looks conerned, he tries to say something but decides against it.
Yuri smiles to Mikael, "Then if I can make you sober, you can become drunk once more..."
Justine bows slightly to Anatoly and then smiles, "Good, I'm glad that you have accepted. Now, shall we begin now? You've already offered your glad tidings. I know of the perfect place we could go."
Satyavrat looks rather confused. He hesitates for a moment, then lowers himself off of his toes. He remains rooted at the spot, however, not letting his attention waver from the Harkonnens.
Justine looks to Yuri and replies, "There is no need for that, Suk. Things are under control now, thank you."
Ornia loosk to Assaf and then at steffan and Haroon looking to see if anyof them will stop this.
Haroon glowers and purses his lips but chooses not to get involved further. He mutters something about impudence and tanning someone's hide.
Yuri nods to Justine and excuses himself.
Justine motions towards the Adrianopol with a smile and asks, "Shall we, Gentlemen?"
Anatoly hicups and smiles at Justine, "So, M'lady, where shall you lead us to?"
Justine grins to Anatoly and waggles a finger back and forth to him, "Now that would be telling, My Lord and it will ruin the surprise. Come, I shall make it worth it, I promise."
Yuri mutters to himself, "... your..."
Anatoly turns to Mikael, while pointing at the Adrianopol, "Hey, Mikael, do you want to go there?"
Steffan stands there next to Ornia, annoyed look on his face. He mutters something to Ornia.
Mikael sways after Justine with a nod. He attempts to bring one of the slavegirls with him, but she backs away in confusion. The best he can manage is another glass of wine.
Ornia watches Justine with a look of horror on her face as she escourts these two harkonnens.
Assaf looks at Ornia and then at Steffan, he looks worried and says something in his communicator
Steffan mutters to Ornia, "... shall... the Bajazet handle... It..."
Assaf speaks into his communicator.
Mikael describes a perfect sine wave towards the doors and loudly 'shhh's at a guard as he passes through.
From the other side there is the sound of some ornament being knocked over.
Yuri decides to keep close by Justine, but not so muhc so as to interfer. His smal dart launcher still in his palm.
Mikael walks to the east and passes through the Platinum Doors.
Mikael has left.
Ornia listens to steffan and just nods but is still no the less worried. She does however looks at Assaf hopeing he is tryign to do soemthing
Anatoly walks to the east and passes through the Platinum Doors.
Anatoly has left.
Justine looks behind her and nods to Assaf and Ornia, "Please, continue to dance. I shall be back soon." She offers a reassuring smile and then turns and escorts the two out.
You walk through the Platinum Doors.
The Adrianopol -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Cathedral ceilings magnifying the sheer size of this chamber, this ornate hall of majestic proportions is a study in opulence. Delicately veined rose marble sheaths the floor in a soft glow, broken only by several large, hand woven CARPETS. Natural light flows through the carved, slotted screened windows that tower up the white marble WALLS, casting dancing patterns across the marble surfaces. Mother-of-pearl inlaid mahogany chairs whose arms and backs have been intricately carved, are arranged in small groupings, and two long low ebony tables surrounded by large, colorful cushions, offer hospitable congregation areas for guests. Along the south end of hall, a second storey gallery runs the length of the room, and above it, the ceiling is tiled in an ornate MOSAIC.
Players:
Anatoly Mikael
Exits:
Platinum Doors <W> leads to Hall of Sultans -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Marble Stairs <U> leads to Gallery of Windows -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Bronze Door <N> leads to Reception Court -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Yuri walks in from Hall of Sultans through the Platinum Doors.
Yuri has arrived.
Anatoly looks puzzeled, "What are /they/ doing here?" He demands an answer from Justine
Yuri stays near the door on the other side, watching to make sure all is well, but not interfering right away.
Justine walks with the two men, motioning about, "This is the lovely Adrianopol, not bad for a Bajazet, eh?"
Mikael rests a hand on Anatoly's shoulder for balance and sips at his wine. He looks around contemplatively.
A couple of Bajazet gaurds smile at the Harkonnen couple
Mikael sits down on the floor and crosses his legs "Good gosh" he mutters under his breath as his head swims.
Justine looks to the Bajazet guards and chuckles, "My dear Harkonnen, do you not have guards in your Embassy for protection?" She smiles, "I assure you, they will mean you no harm." She motions to them, "See? They are even smiling and being nice."
The Bajazet gaurds continue to smile as they reach for their Scimitars.
Justine's head shakes to the guards and says, "No, gentlemen. Not now."
Anatoly looks a little puzzeled and then actually figurs out what he just did, by then he looks more miserable than puzzeled.
Justine's brow rises at both of the men, looking innocent and asks, "Something wrong, My Lords? Are you not liking the tour?"
The gaurds nod at Justine and place their Scimitars back, smiling all the way.
Mikael pushes himself up to his feet and giggles at Anatoly "I don't think they're going to want to play poker cousin.."
Anatoly looks at Mikael, "Cousin, how did we get here?"
Justine grins at Anatoly and says, "Perhaps we should hold off on the tour, My Lords. Please allow me to escort you safely out of the Embassy? I assure you that with my escort, no harm will come to you."
The guard sergeant steps forwards and lowers his head to Justine "There is to be no tour My Lady.. orders of the Bashir"
Anatoly takes one looks at the gaurds and gulps.
Justine smirks to the Sergeant and says, "Why thank you, sir."
Justine's head shakes at the guard, as she never planned to give a tour, except a tour on the way out of the Embassy. But she looks to the two intruders with a smile, "Shall we, gentlemen?"
Mikael looks confused and puffs out his cheeks "I've no idea.. shall we.. you know?" he blinks and points at the door.
Anatoly nods pationately and strides quickly out of the Embassy.
Anatoly walks to the north and passes through the Bronze Door.
Anatoly has left.
Justine chuckles quietly to herself, slowly following behind the two, making sure they actually leave.
Mikael saunters off, facing the guards and nearly tripping as he walks backwards. He makes a hapless attempt to purloin a candlestick as he passes one of the tables.
Justine snatches the candlestick from you and says, "Na ah! No pilviging tonight, my Lord."
Mikael chuckles "Its part of the job I think" and bows floridly at Justine "Our greatest thanks for your kindness" he grins and shuffles out of the door with his hands thrust into his pockets
Mikael walks to the north and passes through the Bronze Door.
Mikael has left.
Yuri nods to Justine from the door, "I will inform the guests my Lady
Justine sighs heavily as the two leave, putting the candlestick back where it belongs. She suddenly looks very drained as she turns and walks back towards the Hall. She smirks at the guards and state, "I never planned on giving a tour, except a tour out of the Embassy." She looks to Yuri with confusion and asks, "Inform them what?"
Yuri nods, "Oh, you are returning now?
Justine shrugs, "They will worry if I do not." She then moves back inside.
The two guards at the door snap to attention as you step through to the Hall of Sultans.
Hall of Sultans -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Gem-studded carved marble walls soar into the vaulted ceiling, giving the impression of space and light. The gilded ceiling sparkles and reflects the soft light that flickers from the large, suspended brass lanterns marching in three neat rows down the length of the hall. Ornate TABLES are pressed snugly against the north wall, under the myriad of windows. Worked with a sweeping mosaic in blues, reds, and greens, the floor tiles click sharply underfoot, the sound echoing through the vastness of the chamber. At the west end of the hall stands a large DAIS, behind it hangs an enormous STANDARD. Slaves clad in black stand nearly unseen, ready to attend to the needs of any occupant of the hall.
Players:
Assaf Mikhail
Haroon Ornia
Hesakaya Satyavrat
Justine Steffan
Objects:
Enormous Tiled Mosaic
Exits:
Carved Doors <S> leads to Salon -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Platinum Doors <E> leads to The Adrianopol -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
As you walk into the Hall of Sultans, you notice how the room is grandly decorated for this blessed event. Flags bearing the crests of House Bajazet, House Ginaz and House Korash are strategically placed about, showing the pride of the wonderful unification happening today. The room is professionally decorated in all of the colors of each House and there is a sweet aroma of the flowers in abundance. A place for dancing has been cleared along with a small area for the band.
Yuri walks in from The Adrianopol through the Platinum Doors.
Yuri has arrived.
Assaf smiles as Justine enters, he bows at her from his place and claps his hands in her honour.
Justine enters the room looking tired and drained but has a satisfactory smile on her face, she moves over to the nearest chair and sits down, leaning back against it and closing her eyes.
Haroon chuckles and bows deeply "My Lady showed most exemplary tact.. an example to us all, I'm sure"
Yuri helps Justine to her seat, "My lAdy, do you wish to return home so you may rest?"
Mikhail chuckles and offer's a bow "Most exemplary indeed."
Justine looks to Assaf and Haroon, nodding her head deeply to them, "Thank you, my Lords and friends. I am just glad that it was able to be resolved without bloodshed. Please, continue the festivities." Her head then shakes to Yuri and waves a hand at him, "No, thank you. I'd rather be here and surrounded by friends then at the Embassy and surrounded by guards."
Yuri nods and smiles, "Then might I offer you a stimulant to keep your energy up?"
Assaf turns to Ornia and offers her his hand, "Dear, aren't we supposed to dance?"
Hesakaya observes the situation from a distance. All he does is make eyecontact with justine giving her a 'be my guest to use it on the suk' look.
Ornia smiles and nods after looking at Justine
Justine sighs a little and looks up to Yuri with a tight smile, "If I accept will you leave me be?"
Haroon paces over towards Steffan and bows "Marquis, my own congratulations are long overdue" He indicates Justine "I hope that you are most happy."
a Rastanyev messenger clad in mindnight blue livery makes his way through the knots of people until he reaches the Na-Earl Rastanyev's side. The messenger leans over and mutters somthing in Russkiy to the na-Earl.
With a expression of relief as Steffan looks at the Bajazets, he starts to smile as Justine moves about. He approaches Haroon and nods, "Thank you very much Regent.."
Yuri smiles and nods, "You do not have to accept, it was simply a friendly offer." He looks like he is really only offering, not trying to force her into anythign anymore.
The room fills with the alluring sounds of gentle music as some of the Bajazet Slaves play their soft songs for the honored guests.
Assaf holds Ornia and leads her into the dance floor, letting the festivities resume.
Justine nods in reply to Yuri, her smile loosening a bit, "I thank you for the offer, but one thing you must learn if I am to stay at your Embassy, I do not like having to take any kinds of medications unless there is no other way. But I appreciate your offer."
The same slave girl from earlier gives Satyavrat a doe-eyed look and refills his glass with a smile.
Satyavrat smiles politely at the slave girl, then turns away from everyone's gaze to look at the ground. A deep flush can be perceived beneath his tanned skin.
Ornia follows assaf again unto the floor and smile sat him as he takes her to dance.
Yuri smiles and nods, "You must forgive me if I happen to seem overly protective, but your well being is all I have been thinking of, My Lady." With that he bows and goes about mingling, trying to divert his mind of certain problems he has been thinking of lately.
Satyavrat walks over to Mikhail's side, nodding to the guard.
The Agha Kislar folds his hands together over the chest of his expansive robe and watches the progress of the slaves in the hall from one of the corners. He glances at Satyavrat and his.. friend with a look of professional detatchment.
Justine nods a little to Yuri and seems greatly relieved when he leaves. Her eyes slowly pan the area, looking to each of the guests. When a slave offers her some wine, she waves him off with a smile and says, "No, thank you. Although, some water would be nice." He bows to her and fetches the water.
Using Russkiy, Satyavrat says, "... ... ... ... ..."
Assaf smiles as he hears the forien language, he swoops Ornia and whispers to her.
Satyavrat shoots a glance at the Agha Kislar, looking rather embarressed. He turns back to the slave girl mentioned, who giggles, covering her mouth with her hand. He swallows hard, then turns back to Mikhail.
Ornia giggles a bit as she is swooped about on the dance floor and nods lightly. she finnaly seems to have relaxed and enjoying herself
Yuri sighs slightly and finds a seat in a corner of the room, enjoying the music, but for some reason he seems to remain to himself.
Using Russkiy, Mikhail sighs "... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ..."
Satyavrat nods, his face solemn.
Justine watches Ornia and Assaf with a sad smile and then lowers her head to her lap. Her arms pull in towards her and her right hand idly runs across her left forearm sleeve.
Using Russkiy, Satyavrat says, "... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ..."
Using Russkiy, Mikhail nods "..."
Using Russkiy, Satyavrat says, "... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ..."
Haroon looks at Justine's disposition and squats down on his heels the better to see her face. He smiles "Come Marquise, surely not such low spirits here.."
Mikhail reverts to Galach for now, "Whatever you wish." He makes his way around the knots of people finding himself a chair, he drops into it. His expression is grave, the colour nearly gone from his face.
Justine's eyes lift to Haroon, bringing her back to where she is. Her right hand quickly pulls away from her left, as if she were caught doing something wrong. She smirks a bit and says, "Please, Lord Bashir, do not call me that. I am still Lady Justine Garamond."
Satyavrat looks on with a concerned expression on his face as Mikhail walks off.
Assaf grins as he dances with Ornia, he tries to swirl her but is unsuccessfull but it seems that nothing can ruin his good spirits.
the Agha Khislar beckons over the slavegirl with a nod of his head and waddles forwards to meet her, his robes trailing over the floor. He speaks to her in hushed tones. Her expression appears serious.
Ornia giggles and blinks at Assaf and his missed step but yet smiles and continues the dance.
Satyavrat turns away from Mikhail only to notice the Agha Khislar. His eyes widen in shock and he tries to make his way over to a remote corner of the room, becoming suddenly interested in a hunting dog that is curled up and asleep.
Yuri decides something as he sits in the corner then stands and approaches Steffan
Assaf starts the conclusion of the dance as the band reaches the end of the tune.
Yuri mutters to Steffan, "... may... to... If you... me,..."
Ornia smiles and seems to be happy the dance is over and then hugs assaf tightly and kisses him reather sensually before all in the room.
Satyavrat coughs.
Haroon smiles and cocedes "Very well.. but that is no excuse for sitting here so solemn now. Are you well enough to dance?"
Assaf mutters to Ornia, "..."
Justine smiles softly to Haroon, her right hand reaching out and gently touching the side of his face, "I would love nothing more but to have another dance with you, Lord Bashir. However, I'm afraid that I exerted all my energies on the Harkonnens. I hope you'll forgive me."
Ornia pulls back and nods to assaf before she looks to Justine and starst to move to her, but decideds aginst it and stays very near Assaf
Haroon rises to his feet rather suddenly and nods. "Of course."
Ornia mutters to Assaf, "... is time we thank..."
Haroon clears his throat with a low rumble and downs his glass of wine.
Justine blinks in surprise as Haroon stands abruptly. She frowns a bit and quietly says, "I'm sorry, Lord Bashir." She looks down at herself and then back to him, slowly standing, "I will dance with you."
Haroon looks quietly pleased and links one arm over Justine's escorting her towards the dancefloor.
The room fills with the alluring sounds of gentle music as some of the Bajazet Slaves play their soft songs for the honored guests.
Ornia now steps from the dance floor and moves to grab a drink for herself.
Assaf coughes, trying to get the attention of the guests.
The Bajazet Slaves, who are dressed in their finest, stand off to the side and out of the way, yet ready to serve the moment commanded.
Justine walks along side Haroon, her steps slow and tired.
Some in particular look trained to serve in less public ways..
Assaf raises his voice and says, "Ornia and I would like to thank all of you for being here today."
Ornia walks back to Assaf with a smile and brings him a drink as well
Haroon mutters to you, "My Lady, I am sorry I did not wish to force you. Please, perhaps you should rest instead"
Yuri walks up to Justine as he heads for the door, "My Lady, by your leave, I wish to return to the Embassy. If you require my services, please call."
Assaf takes the drink and takes a sip, finding a place to sit, he smiles while watching Haroon and Justine.
Haroon raises a round of applause from the crowd for the couple.
Justine is about to answer Haroon when Yuri approaches her. She looks to him with a quirked brow and says, "I shall, however, I'm not the one to ask permission to leave. I believe it is your Marquis who has that duty, although, I do not know where he is."
Ornia smiles as she moves to sit and seems to be happy to be off her feet finnaly and just sits close to Assaf and watches Justine and Haroon.
Justine applauds as well to the couple, offering a tired smile.
Steffan sips a bit of his drink looking around at everyone. He frowns after Justine's comment but says nothing.
Yuri mutters to Steffan, "If... to return to the..."
Justine looks back to Haroon and nods as she mutters back to him.
Ornia sips on her drink lightly as she is seated by assaf.
You mutter to Haroon, "Yes, I do need to rest but you did not force me. However, I would like to speak to you privately, if I may."
Ornia mutters to Assaf, "... when... take our..."
Haroon nods to Justine and waits for the next song to start as he leads her in a slow, and relatively non-taxing waltz.
Yuri searches out Steffan in the crowd, hoping to find him in the room somewhere.
Haroon nods to Justine and changes course from the dancefloor towards the Salon, leading her at a stately pace.
Haroon steps through the carved doors, as the guards hold it open for his.
Haroon has left.
You walk through the Carved Doors.
Hall of Sultans -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Gem-studded carved marble walls soar into the vaulted ceiling, giving the impression of space and light. The gilded ceiling sparkles and reflects the soft light that flickers from the large, suspended brass lanterns marching in three neat rows down the length of the hall. Ornate TABLES are pressed snugly against the north wall, under the myriad of windows. Worked with a sweeping mosaic in blues, reds, and greens, the floor tiles click sharply underfoot, the sound echoing through the vastness of the chamber. At the west end of the hall stands a large DAIS, behind it hangs an enormous STANDARD. Slaves clad in black stand nearly unseen, ready to attend to the needs of any occupant of the hall.
Players:
Hesakaya Mikhail
Jeon Satyavrat
Justine Sunbulzade
Objects:
Enormous Tiled Mosaic
Exits:
Carved Doors <S> leads to Salon -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
Platinum Doors <E> leads to The Adrianopol -- Bajazet Embassy (Kaitain)
As you walk into the Hall of Sultans, you notice how the room is grandly decorated for this blessed event. Flags bearing the crests of House Bajazet, House Ginaz and House Korash are strategically placed about, showing the pride of the wonderful unification happening today. The room is professionally decorated in all of the colors of each House and there is a sweet aroma of the flowers in abundance. A place for dancing has been cleared along with a small area for the band.
Justine walks out of the Salon with tears falling down her eyes and her right hand covering the bandage over her left breast. She through her anger, she seems to be having problems breathing.
Satyavrat is leaning on a couch, coughing. His eyes drift over to Justine for a moment, then go back to look at the Emperor. Abruptly, he turns back to Justine realizing what he has just seen.
Jeon laughs at the assembled, saying, "You chaps are the life of the party." He turns around, and then has to cough, there is Justine. Oh boy this should be bad.
Sunbulzade turns his gaze to the woman who just entered the room. His view flicks to her bandage with mute concern and he frowns slightly. He remains beside the Emperor.
Satyavrat manages "My lady," between coughs.
Haroon walks in from Salon through the Carved Doors.
Haroon has arrived.
Steffan walks in from Salon through the Carved Doors.
Steffan has arrived.
Satyavrat widens his eyes and manages to stifle further coughing. He bows quickly to the entering Siridari. "My lords," he says, obviously quite put off as to what he should be doing at the moment.
Justine makes it half way through the room when she needs to stop and lean against a chair, lowering her head a bit as she tries to catch her breath.
Haroon bows deeply to Jeon "Your Majesty, an honour that you grace our humble embassy with your presence"
Sunbulzade nods to Haroon from his postion across the room, whispering, "My lord." He turns to view the woman again, the muted concern gone from his face.
Jeon swallows and nods, looking at Justine over Haroon's shoulder, "Always a pleasure, lord Kamil, always a pleasure ..."
Satyavrat regards Haroon with curiosity, Jeon with deference, and Justine with genuince concern all at once. He frowns and apparently decides to focus only on Justine. "My lady," he says softly, "May I be of assistance?"
Having been as inconspicuous as possible for most of the reception, Hesakaya now moves again. Glass still in hand. Dodging a slavegirl left, a minor noble to the right he finally reaches the lady Justine, reaching into the sleeve of his overcoat.
Justine's head shakes slightly, her breathing sounding like wheezes, "No...I...I'm....fine.....really."
Satyavrat frowns slightly, his brow furrowed. "As you will," he replies quietly. He returns his attention to Haroon and Jeon.
The said slavegirl reaches Sunbulzade's side, offering the drink he requested. Sunbulzade takes the glass, holds it for a few seconds then turns to Jeon, btu his eyes are still on the woman, "May I have the girl get you something, Emperor?"
Jeon smirks at Sunbluzade, "Sure, something with water." He turns to Harry, "How are you, Pasha?"
Hesakaya turns towards Justine. "milady...I think you have something that belongs to me?"
Sunbulzade looks down at his drink, which was water, but decides that the Emperor meant something a little stiffer. He motions silently to the slavegirl and she nods, leaving quickly. Sunbulzade returns to the action and decides to move toward Satyavrat.
Justine nods a little to Hesakaya and goes to reach for the said item when she slumps against the man, her arms falling to her sides and her colored bandage taking on a darker form.
Haroon smiles to Jeon with a tired grin "The day has gone very well... all things considered"
Satyavrat smiles at Sunbulzade as the Swordmaster approaches him. His expression changes to shock, however, when he catches a glance of the Lady Justine. He shoots an agitated glance at Sunbulzade.
Steffan sees Justine and hastily walks over to help her.
Turning sharply to view the lady, Sunbulzade pardons himself and swiftly walks to her also. He stays silent, waiting to move in and help.
Hesakaya blinks and catches the lady Justine in his arms.
Satyavrat frowns, but keeps his distance from the Lady, figuring that more than three people might be worse than none.
Jeon directs the Bashir, Pasha whatever the heck he is, over closer to te couple he enjoined. He says, "Bashir, mighty fine place you got here. Lord Ginaz, when you have seen to Her ladyship, a matter most pressing to your soul and perhaps even quality of life attends upon me. I would see you about it, but I would not drag you from your love, whose first duty you owe."
Justine remains slumped in Hesakaya's arms, unconscious but you can still hear the wheezing with each breath she takes.
Hesakaya looks quickly left to right and lifts justine in his arms, getting her to a more quiet place.
Steffan holds on to Justine, as well, motioning to sit her on a chair nearby. After hearing the Emperor, he turns his head breifly, an embarrassed look on his face as if he didn't notice him standing there, he then remarks slowly "Yes of course....as you wish your Majesty. "
Haroon hrms and looks at the Lady Justine, who seems to be more than adequately taken care of and clears his throat
Jeon turns to Bashir Haroon, "My good and loyal lord, I must apologise for this affront to hospitality. I accept full responsibility for any besmirching of the good name of Bajazet Hospitality." he turns to Steffan, "It is obvious my lord that this instruction I have for you" he could mean the military term instruction which is a kind of order sheet, or maybe the more familiar one "will be of use to you."
Hesakaya looks at Steffan. "My lord...I suggest we return home...even if we revive her the party's too big a stress on her now..."
Sunbulzade returns to his seat by Satyavrat, water in hand. Only when he sits does he finally take his first sip of the stuff. He waits silently.
Steffan looks at his Mentat hestitantly, "Yes, you are quite right. Call for the limo. We will take her home. " He turns his attention to the Emperor, "Your Majesty, what is it....how can I serve you."
Haroon furrows his brow, trying to interpret that one "No affront My Lord.. I must apologise that events here did not go quite as smoothly as had been planned. The Lady was perhaps over excited by the appearance of two Harkonnen youths earlier"
Jeon nods, and his eyes sparkle, "I have word that one of the most senior ranking Ginaz has ..." he looks around, and his face falls sullen, "...has failed in his or her duty." He looks at Steffan, trying to look him in the eyes, "I know that this must be of great alarm to you, my lord, and you'll want to speak with me about it."
Hesakaya nods and starts moving to the exit, carrying the lady Justine in his arms.
Hesakaya walks to the east and passes through the Platinum Doors.
Hesakaya has left.
Justine is carried off by Hes.
Satyavrat regards the speakers with a perplexed expression on his face.
Haroon rubs his jaw with a slightly uncomfortable look and moves away wondering where this is leading.
A horrified look comes over Steffan's face, and excited tone in his voice, "I have not ever failed in my duty your Majesty..." He stops suddenly, his face now quite red, "many pardons your Majesty, if you say that I have, then I must have but I assure you it was not intentional...please, tell me how I might..." He stops and looks at Justine, holding her hand. He shakes his head, "She needs medical attention, we must get her back to the embassay quickly.."
Jeon looks amused, "I never stated who had failed in his or her duty, My Lord Ginaz. We must discuss this matter at length, before the affront that has occured does any more damage. The fact that it is continuing is most disturbing, and that a Ginaz? The lynchpins of duty." He turns to Haroon, "not to say that Bajazet are not themselves dutiful" turns back to Steffan, "should be the ones in this, strikes me to the core."
Sunbulzade leans forward from his seat, glass held languid and forgotten in his chair. His face betrays no real interest, yet his eyes dance at the conversation unfolding in front of him.
Satyavrat reaches up and runs a hand through his tangled hair, pulling slightly in a gesture of frustration. He looks on intently, but there is a great deal of confusion revealed in his eyes.
Haroon sits down in a chair with a slightly confused look. The Agha Khislar in the corner spies his expression and directs one of his young charges to him. She pads over to a position behind his chair and begins to massage his shoulders.
Steffan sighs, "If I may be permitted to take the Lady Justine back...I would be more than happy to return, to discuss and resolve any matters at hand, your Majesty.."
Jeon waves his hand as if waiting is no bother for him, "Please, see to your first duty, Lord Ginaz, and when it is most meet, attend upon me." His eyes sparkle again in an almost predatory manner.
Haroon forces a smile to Jeon "His Majesty is too kind to keep referring to any affront to our hospitality. None has been taken. We should not let this sad event dampen our collectively festive mood hmm?"
Jeon turns to Haroon, Steffan dismissed, "Then let us two put it behind us. Shall we toast the prosperity of something worthwhile? Happy marriages perhaps?"
Steffan bows rather ungracefully and walks out hastily.
Steffan walks to the east and passes through the Platinum Doors.
Steffan has left.