[img]http://i.imgur.com/2uDBgEK.png[/img] [b][u]Aliquam: Tobias' Gala - Dance Floor[/u][/b] “D-dance?” Estelle repeated, blinking rapidly and with increasing worry and surprise at seeing just how bloody the man’s nose was, or the fact that despite it he still wanted to dance? She nervously looked around either side, to see if she could find anything to help her with, someone she could call to assist her, but Trixie and Xandra were already moving towards the food tables. Estelle’s lips trembled again, and then she turned the other way, noticing Dalia standing with a throng of male students crowded around, all pestering the Priestess for a dance of their own. She wouldn’t be able to help either. Estelle turned back to the bloody nosed man, and heaved a heavy sigh. She caused this, so the least she could do was… “Oh, alright,” Estelle bit her lower lip. “I’m a bad dancer, though, just so you know…” -------------- [img]http://i.imgur.com/8mPMSWF.png[/img] [b][u]Aliquam: Tobias' Gala - Second Floor (Recreation Room)[/u][/b] “I’ll… call as well,” Marcus briefly paused to deliberate, as he glanced back down at his cards and then across the table to Hannah and Angel. His face was as straight and consistently smiling as always, but internally Marcus was given pause as he had to consider his opponents and their actions. Hannah appeared to be bubbly and almost foolish, but from Marcus’ prior experience in playing the game, that could have just as well been an act. Nothing could be taken for granted, except to play the probability game and make certain he won… He counted from his stack of chips the particular amount that was being betted by the other players, and threw it forward into the centre of the table. He made no effort to re-raise the stakes, merely calling what had already been thrown down. He wanted to wait a while first and gauge Angel, Hannah, and the other players’ particular mode of play before he would attempt any aggressive actions from the outset. Especially as his current hand was middling. It was favourable, but it could be better depending on what cards were presented in the flop. For the other players, they made passing remarks to Hannah’s ditziness and groans at Angel’s desire to up the ante as soon as the game had begun, and between them either decided to call the bet or fold their hand. The game was progressing as standard, with the rest of the players looking to call Angel’s bet, when suddenly… Without warning, the table rattled with a heavy thud as two mighty hooves smacked the table, drawing everyone’s attention to that of the mighty and large white stallion with the distinguished black moustache at the far end. Drawing all eyes to him, he pushed in his entire stack of chips… already calling all in and pushing the game to the extreme already!! “Really, Sebastian? All that already?” Hannah fluttered her eyelashes at the horse. Marcus could barely hold on to his smile. His brow twitched and sweat dripped down the side on his face. What kind of players were these?! ------------------------ [img]http://i.imgur.com/9qAfFLn.png[/img] [b][u]Aliquam: Tobias' Gala - Dance Floor[/u][/b] “Heeheehee. No, I’m sure the pleasure was all mine, Lute,” Rose smiled and curtseyed as the song the band was playing drew itself near to a close. She could understand the man’s hesitation to continue dancing, considering how this was his first time and all, but he was a natural at it, and should have had more confidence in himself. “Thank you for dancing with me,” Rose smiled again, leaning forwards and kissing Lute on the cheek. A chorus of shrieks erupted from the women watching at the sidelines, whilst a low ominous grumble from the men began to bubble as well. Rose didn’t seem to take any notice of either of these, however, or the red which decorated Lute’s face. “I’d love to dance again, but this dress isn’t really suited for… well, whatever dancing it is your friends are doing. Speaking of which…” Rose cast a sideways glance towards Moira and Amy, and the scene that was erupting from them. The volume of their speech, and the intensity alongside it… if it wasn’t kept in check, she wouldn’t be surprised if it were to escalate into a real situation. If this was the Academy, she’d step in at once to put a stop to it and usher the offending parties out of the building, but this was neither the school nor her home, and her presence would probably only serve to antagonise things, and if there was an alternative to that, then all the better. “Lute… would you be a dear and control your friends?” Rose asked, nodding in their direction. “Both of them appear to be unduly inebriated, and we wouldn’t want them to spoil the party for everyone else, would we?”