Slumber Party Panic (ask for invite)

[Felicity Mason]

Mom always said she needed more girl friends. As it was, Felicity was really only popular with the boys at the Academy... and that was really only a few boys. The rest were afraid of her.

Who needs friends? she would often say, They only bother me and ask for favors.

That was the problem with trying to make friends at a prestigious school like The Royal Naboo Academy. All from influential families. All trying to use each other. All trying to scrape to the top, using wealth, fame, family influence... anything was fair game. And the daughter of the Queen? Well, for the next few years, that meant that Felicity was the Queen bee herself. She was a prize. Friendship with her could mean everything.

It was why she hated almost everybody she interacted with there. It was why she never invited any of the girls over for tea. It was why she didn't have a boyfriend... well, if she was being honest, that and because she had a reputation of being a bit mean. It was a bit hard to build up a first romance when the boys were afraid of her.

It was a phase, her teachers insisted, all girls her age were like that. She was just shy, unsure of how best to express herself. She'd grow up and grow out of it.

...Felicity really hated that teacher, especially when she was right.


So. Now here she was, sitting at a tea table in the palace court yard, waiting. Her Mother had put this together for her. A last effort to socialize her daughter. She'd brought in Jedi Padawans, hoping for some sort of moral influence. She'd invited young soldiers, thinking that they might at least have a thick enough skin to handle her daughters sharp tongue. She'd invited... well, anybody near her daughters age that she could.

The little 'Princess of Winds' folded her pretty white gloved hands together on her lap. Her floral headdress had been made specifically for this tea party from some of the gardens own flowers. In her pink silk tea dress she looked the very image of a sweet, sophisticated young Lady.

...If they only knew what lay behind that freckled smile and those pretty blue eyes.

 

[Bellalika]

[member="Felicity Mason"]

This was a strange thing... Bellalika had been invited to a slumber party and the girl was nervous. Well mostly programmed to be, in truth she was indifferent but the best method of infiltration was to mimic the emotions properly and so she stood there with a look on her face while she was roaming around with her bag of night cloths, some make up and hair care products what was suggested for a sleep over. She was also wondering who was going to be there for this grand event

 

[Edric Vanyan]

Ellain didn't know how to even know how she got the message, but she did laugh none the less as she came to the home, confused what it was that she even was doing here. She as well had a bag of clothes though she was not even sure that she was even being there. Her hands crossed behind her, and in the end she simply shrugged and entered the area, looking around.

 

[Felicity Mason]

"Oh, do stop looking so confused."

The voice of the Queens daughter snapped from her place at the table. She smiled just as instructed by her Mother, but it was clear that she was not one to suffer fools. Her patience was limited. The effect of this smile, yet snappy attitude was a bit like meeting a shark face to face, being told it had a joke for you, then waiting while it opened it's jaws to bite your arms off.

"Hand your things to one of the servants and they shall bring them to the guest room."

On all sides of the enclosed garden courtyard, rows of uniformed maids waited to serve as instructed. The Princess tilted her head to the side- a manner similar to her Father.

"Then you shall sit with me and enjoy Naboo's finest tea."

[member="Ellain Hadrin"] [member="Bellalika"]

 

[William Seraven]

"Excuse me sir, you've got something on your back." I looked up at a rather burly Togrian, trying my best to keep my eyes from flicking to the large piece of bread next to him. Just be patient... just a bit longer... With an inquisitive grunt, he turned around to try and see what I was talking about. BINGO! My hand snatched out, taking a hold of the bread before I started my run.

"THIEF!"

"Thank you sir, your patronage is duly noted and thanked!" I turned and gave him a bow before changing direction again and allowing my legs to pop into the running position. With the bread secured in my mouth, I was gone. Immoral? Maybe, but hey, I was hungry and maybe I'd find him later to pay with a few credits lying around for some random person to pick up. My running continued for several moments until I caught a palce to hide. An academy? Perfect. Hide the teenage kid in a teenage place! My tail flicked behind me and I found myself changing directions.

"Hey, are you going to the palace today?"
"No, I heard that chick is a bit too crazy. i don't want to end up stabbed with some royal fork or something."
"Agreed, hey lets go get some food. You know, I heard that Berek is going to be playin in..."

The rest of the conversation faded out as I found myself looking at a couple of dropped letters. "Interesting." Walking over, I picked one up and opened it, smiling as I saw what was written on it. Palace meant rich people. Rich people meant food. Oh, and maybe a couple credits to help that man i just stole from. After all, I was a street rat, not some crook. I took what I needed and if I could do it legitimately, I did. "I just hope its not formal wear required.

[member="Felicity Mason"]
[member="Ellain Hadrin"]
[member="Bellalika"]

 

[Bellalika]

[member="William Seraven"] [member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Ellain Hadrin"]

She was there and presenting her invitation for the slumber party.... after getting her bag checked in she wondered what Ventasia was doing. This was protectorate turf and her place... Meant the redhead might be around for some questions if anything. For now she was smiling and looking for the princess while she popped her neck. "Felicity you look lovely."

 

[Felicity Mason]

The little 'Princess' blinked at the girl with the red skin as if she were the single most unremarkable thing in the Galaxy.

"Oh. Yes," she replied simply.

Not a 'thank you'. Simply acknowledging that a comment about her appearance was made. She was not the type to feel too concerned with it, although her friends and family did insist she was blossoming into a lovely young woman. The only time it ever really seemed to matter was when Owain was looking at her. That stupid, ugly, big nosed, loser. Always making her feel so awkward!

"And you are....?"

She poured tea, just as mother taught her, fingers placed perfectly, gently, as if the pot would shatter if she held on too tight. It was only proper for the Princess to pour tea for her guests. Mother never allowed servants to pour tea for her. She insisted that it was always best to pour for herself and for guests. It made tea time more personal.

[member="Bellalika"] [member="William Seraven"] [member="Ellain Hadrin"]

 

[William Seraven]

I let out a stretch as I arrived at the palace, smiling to myself as I beheld its splendor. Ah, true royalty. Sure I got special treatment for technically being a high zorren, but that was nothing. Hell, there were quite a few places where the flick of the tail wouldn't help me much. Time to see if this was one of those places or not.

As I walked through the doors, I was rather surprised that all it took was a flash of my invitation and a few fancy words from my parent's own sentiments to get myself in. Now then, where's the party? As i stepped forward, I watched a Zeltron speak to a young girl, happy for my zorren ears which allowed me to pick up the speech. "Hello Miss Felicity. Its a pleasure to meet you." Nice calm and polite. Any other way and people might not want to speak to me. Or even worse, they might kick me out. It didn't matter if this girl was a bit rude. She was a ticket to a meal, though that didn't mean I had to lie about everything. "The names William, William Seraven." I grinned and gave her a bow, my tail flicking behind me. After all, isn't that what nobles do in the outside galaxy?

[member="Felicity Mason"]
[member="Bellalika"]

 

[Baalagor]

The young Jedi studied the invitation he held for a moment, wondering why it was he'd been invited to such an event. With his being busy training at the Temple he hadn't expected to be invited out. Especially not something as simple as an overnight at the Princess' palace. Well, there was no point in pondering over it. Chi'Yara was there now, and there was no point in stalling. At the door he handed over the invitation, stepping inside once he was waved in and glancing around, reaching out with the Force as well as studying the area with his eyes. It seemed that he hadn't been the first to arrive. That wouldn't be an issue. He just hoped that formal wear wasn't exactly a requirement, as he'd only worn his Jedi robes, as was per usual whenever he was on an outing or just about the Temple with the others.
Along with his training saber at his belt as it typically was any other day he carried a simple overnight bag. Another moment of pondering and he deigned to get introductions over with, making his way over to where the princess sat, giving a respectful bow before he spoke, "Padawan Chi'Yara. A pleasure to make your acquaintance."

[member="Felicity Mason"]

 

[Felicity Mason]

Felicity could spot a fake a parsec away. This.... William was no different than all the others. The way he bowed was all wrong for a Naboo native. And his accent was absolutely wrong.
So? Maybe he was from out of town? The child of done wealthy family? He did have the correct facial features of a noble. Strong chin, straight nose.... positively dreamy eyes.
.... where was she going with this again? Oh. Yes.
She could tell pretty quickly that this one was not from a typical galactic noble family, simply because of the way his fingers rested. It was easy to spot once you knew what to look for.

And the other? He was a Jedi. He was excused.

"Welcome," she said, looking anything but welcoming , "sit down."

[member="Chi'Yara"] [member="William Seraven"]

 

[William Seraven]

I could't help but smile as I passed the first test of staying here. Something about her seemed to suggest that she could tell I wasn't exactly from around town. Call it a wolf's intuition but still, at least I could stay and a the end of the day that's all that mattered. As I sat down, my eyes looked around to the people around the room. A zeltron (interesting to say the least), some spacer chick, a jedi (great, a man with a pole in his... yeah...), and a snooty princess. No wonder I preferred to just wander around. "So, to what do we owe the pleasure?" Once again some fancy words from my days with my parents, but otherwise I knew I didn't quite look the part so why be all proper and hurt my back? No, I just preferred to rest back and lounge in my seat. Maybe it might rub off and help these people in letting them relax a bit too.

[member="Felicity Mason"]
[member="Chi'Yara"]
[member="Bellalika"]
[member="Ellain Hadrin"]

 

[Oka Osaa]

Oka received an invitation to a party. He wanted to think it would be a tea party or something but a slumber party means he wouldn't be able to sleep. But that was a good thing. Oka went to the coordinates given and it seemed like a nice area. He gave his sabers to his droid while it stayed in the ship.

Oka went through the entrance and flashed his invitation. The place looked wonderful. And he heard there was a queen here. Very interesting to Oka. When he entered, he greeted a lady with a formal hand shake and a short smile. "Thank you for having me Felicity." Oka said using great posture.

[member="Felicity Mason"]
[member="Chi'Yara"]
[member="Bellalika"]
[member="Ellain Hadrin"]
[member="William Seraven"]

 

[Baalagor]

Chi'Yara sat as he was bidden, though he wasn't exactly well-versed in the formalities of court life, so he sat as he usually would, relaxed and loose but prepared to act at any moment should the need arise. Typically a quiet one he settled for studying his current company, able to pick out that the one who had introduced himself as [member="William Seraven"] didn't exactly belong, though he wasn't a stranger to a formal scenario. He'd picked up how to act properly somewhere along the line, but that was where it ended. And [member="Oka Osaa"], he was new to the Silver Order, that much could be recalled. [member="Ellain Hadrin"] he recognized as well, having spotted her at the group training sessions in the Temple. The rest were strangers by a wide margin, but what he didn't know about them the Force told him...to a degree.

[member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Bellalika"]

 

[Felicity Mason]

The 'Princess' finished pouring tea for her guests. She didn't stop smiling, but it was perfectly clear that she didn't mean it. No smiles for any of them.

"So, to what do we owe the pleasure?"

Felicity raised her big blue eyes to the handsome boy with the dreamy eyes. She thought about ignoring him, but... How often did she meet cute boys? Only Owain, really... Not that she thought he was cute or anything! How stupid.

"My mother must have invited you, so you will have to tell me, Sir."

She motioned for everyone to take a seat, once again and took a slow sip of her tea.

"You may all complement my outfit if you wish," she yawned, "Or inquire about my well being."

[member="Chi'Yara"] [member="William Seraven"] [member="Bellalika"]

 

[William Seraven]

A sigh left my lips as my question came up with empty information. Great. Of all the places to find, I manage to get the tea party with little miss tight britches. "Well, something tells me it wasn't to boost our self esteem." I stopped for a moment to ponder next words. Were they a good idea? Probably not. She was likely a very important person after all. But hey, the sharp tongue wants what the sharp tongue wants. "Or to up the popularity polls. You know, sometimes its easier to enjoy yourself when you're not focused on being above everyone else." Ok, MAAAYYBE I was a bit bold. But SOMEONE had to say it.

[member="Felicity Mason"]
[member="Chi'Yara"]
[member="Oka Osaa"]
[member="Bellalika"]

 

[Oka Osaa]

Analyzing the area, Oka walked over to the handsome man.

"I don't usually find people bold enough to talk like that. You deserve some credit now." Oka said laughing a bit.

Then he took a seat on the floor.

[member="William Seraven"]

 

[Baalagor]

Chi'Yara listened to what [member="William Seraven"] had to say with a raised eyebrow and a small smile, glancing to the other Silver Jedi, [member="Oka Osaa"], as he made his way over to where the conversation was taking place. Something tells me the two of them will hit it off perfectly. Sharp tongue matches sharp tongue, after all. This only made it more curious that he was invited. Sure, he was a Jedi, but far from one of the diplomats or peacekeepers of the Order. Though he could see that it was best current company had been invited instead of someone older. Perhaps this was the aim of someone else to try and get [member="Felicity Mason"] acquainted with the others of the galaxy. Well, it wasn't working the best, but at least no one had been hurt yet. Of course, at the rate William was going...

 

[lordmitmar]

Mit had received an invitation to a party, and it looked important, a royal party? He slowly walked towards the doors and flashed his invitation, Felicity... where had he heard that name before? He heard a sliver of sharp tongued talk and chuckled. He walked up to the group and instantly recognized the princess. "Felicity! Its been awhile. How have you been?" he asked as he sat down next to the one that he had heard laugh, Oka? was that his name? he seemed to remember him, he wasn't sure where from though. "Nice place." he mused as he looked around.

[member="Oka Osaa"] [member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Chi'Yara"] [member="William Seraven"]

 

[Felicity Mason]

The little Princess raised an eyebrow, opened her mouth to say something positively cruel, but then-

"Felicity! Its been awhile. How have you been?"

She had to stare for a while at the new comer. No. It couldn't be! She hadn't seen him in years! Not since she was at least ten!

"Mit? It can't be..."
But it had to be. After all these years. She'd had so much fun with him when they were younger. Not that she'd been willing to call him a friend. She was never willing to call anyone a friend. But, of all the kids her age she knew, he was the one who seemed to want to least from her.

Why was he here? Why were any of them here? They were all such.. rif raf. Not the usual that mom invited over. None of the young nobles from Naboo and the surrounding systems. Nobody who might want to use her friendship for political or personal gain.
...So why were they here?

"...Let me see if I understand this," she said with a patient sigh, "none of you are here for my credits? Or for my mom's political pull?"

[member="Mit Tuxaire"] [member="Chi'Yara"] [member="Oka Osaa"] [member="William Seraven"]

 

[lordmitmar]

"I'm certainly not here for credits, not sure about them, but i'm just here to see an old friend. Im not even sure why your mom- The Queen, invited me here, I though she looked at me as a bounty hunter, wich i'm not." He wondered why Felicia seemed so confused, wouldn't her mother tell her why everyone was invited?