I enter the grand hall donning a top hat, monocle and handlebar mustache while riding a rather fine penny farthing. "What ho!" I cry as I enter, only to immediately leave several seconds later after snatching a waiter's tray of shrimp and kicking him to the floor.
~She stands at the front enterance, enjoying her ciggarete before she enters. She thought to herself "What the hell.." as she saw a man kick a waiter and leave quickly. She entered quickly, yet nervously to the ballroom, seeing only a hanfull of guests, she sat on the chair closests to her and admired each and every outfit the guests have put together for this wondereful evening..
Laughing so hard at the guy who ran away with the shrimp, she once again clumsily knocked over a tray of food, if anyone asked, it was that guy who ran off. She walks around, amazed at the great hall. She was tempted to go out for a quick smoke, but was dazzled by a disco ball that was incredibly shiny.
she casually walked into the room, it was a ballroom as equally beautiful as the night sky. it wasn't polite to be silent so she smiled to everyone and gave a small nod to them. then walking across the room she saw a bar, sitting down and grabbing a glass of water she took a sip.
Haruhi opened the door to the ballroom and instead of the solace she was looking for, she found a ball. She sulked
"...Not again. Just my luck." she sighed and entered, deciding to be a wallflower.
Haruhi was dressed as a guy and appeared as such. Though she was, in reality, a girl, Haruhi lived her life as a man to pay off her debt to the Ouran high school host club. She leaned against the wall with a glass of coca cola in her hand. Hikaru you jerk... Haruhi thought, irritatedly, You told me this place would be quiet, not a frickin' party.
A girl (avi pic) walks in to the ball room,looking around to see how many people were around,seeing as there isnt much here yet she walks to a table she feels wouldnt be ocupied by anyone anytime soon and sits down and pulls out a sketch book and mecanical pincel.
Straightening her skirts, Eva walks into the hall and is taken aback by the sheer grandness of it, it is impossible to take it all in. After a few moments she composes herself and her gaze drifts towards the guests of this grand ball. Her eyes linger on Graud who is looking gruff but smashing in his best. Or so she assumes. "hello there" she says to Graud, "how are you on this fine evening?"