Standing in the corner of the ball room, Dorothy is content to observe as the couples glide across the floor. She's been refusing offers to dance all night. Maybe she's simply gone to one too many of these events. Her strapless red dress fits her nicely, hugging her form in all the rights places, cut short above the knee. It would have made anyone else look like a harlot. On her, she's the very definition of restrained sin. She may be showing a lot physically but her eyes betray nothing. There's no intent to seduce in her expression.

She's looking off to the side when a hand is extended to her.

Another offer to dance.

She intends to refuse it like all the others but then a new song replaces the lazy rhythm of the last. There's something about this new beat that awakens an overwhelming compulsion to move.

One dance couldn't hurt, could it?

"I hope you're well aware of what you're getting into by issuing that offer."

[ooc: Feel free to answer in the bracketed style since I'll probably mess up if we keep it straight third person prose. And yes, she will dance with girls. She's the sort to court scandal like that. Enraging aristocrats is fun. Or you can genderflip your character if you want. ;D To make things interesting, the song ends in 20 combined comments per thread. Please address this IC-ly. New song? Separate ways? Up to you! You can persist after the song ends (more than 20 comments) if you wish but just address that this particular first dance is over.]

-You are now a passenger on the commercial airship Hilde Garde. It's pretty fancy! This is obviously how the rich travel, if the lavish decorations and mid-flight food is any indication. But don't ask how you got here. Because what's happening now is far more important.

What's important is that sky pirates are raiding you RIGHT NOW.

The leader of which is a smaller woman with bat-like wings, gesturing grandly as her pirates cover all exits, armed and ready. At her side are two much taller woman, the shorter of which being a maid armed with knives and the taller of which being a red-headed amazon of a warrior, armed only with her fists. The leader speaks.-

Ladies and gentlemen, you have all now had the honor of meeting I, Remilia, the Scarlet Devil. You would do well to part with any and all of your valuables, as well as make your peace with whichever gods you worship...

-The tallest woman makes a face.-

We're... not going to kill anyone, are we?

Just shut up and do your job, Meiling. You. -The maid points at sevencolored sitting near the front.- Open up your briefcase and surrender the contents to the Mistress.

This... isn't right...

-Fight the pirates? Cooperate? It's up to you, dreamers.-


[[ This is a double intro for both Meiling AND Alice, so expect separate threads ]]

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