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Athyln was returned back to her room alittle while ago she was much different than before. At the moment she was being fitted for her costume, what was it people might like to know? That was simiple she was going to become the irony of the night and dress tradionally like a angel as the mortals paint them. Her gown was thin silk white sheets that would be pined down her sides. The golden pins would stop at her lower hips into slits all the way down. Her copper colored wavy hair would hold a golden cord running throw it to hold it into place. Her mask was also made of gold and white. The white being feathers.

Ruckus sat down stairs. A drink was in his hand, something alittle better than wine. He was dressed all in black.

"Yes well there is no sleep for weary souls." He spoke looking over his apperance. "You need to find you a costume. Victor likes flashy." In truth he had been gone most of the night and came back early this morning he had a little sleep but not nearly enough.

"Thats what me and Vincent will have to work out." He took a small sip of the drink and made a grimce but the fire it gave his body made him feel alittle better than before. "I think however that i will end up getting the two of you out." He was thinking of what might be happening to Athyln. She had become Victor's science project.

"Let me tell you some things about Victor, Victor holds power. A lot of power. He plays people like they were pieces in a game." He set down the drink folding his hands in front of him his black eyes looking to Bran. "He can trap you without you knowing it and it is so easy to fall right into his hand. He doesn't seem like this kind of monster when you first meet him however. This party will be a show of power. Something to show off what he has now. He will rub it in." He looked away and started to stand.

"I hope it works and its not a trap." He spoke the thought makeing him pick up the drink. "Let me ask you something, if this works and we all get to safety you and this other Lith go to her clan hold or stay here and build yours.. are you?... " He stoped for a moment thinking of the words. "Where does that leave you involoved with us?"

Bran would come down later to show Ruckus his costume, it was a good make up of the ever story telling scenario of good versus evil. He had a black and white mask sat upon his face with two small eye slits for sight, his hair represented the ever present light. The blan black and white represented the ever slowing darkness that consumed the light. He wore a tux it looked like with only a few white bits here and there of its natural white color. The blackness slowly seeming to overcome the once white tux, his gloves were black as it has been said that evil starts by ones hands.

Bran nodded "She did shes just in her room I checked up on her abit ago." He said as he looked at him "I am done waiting aswell."