Grisamara swept into the inhabited area, trailed by
Zanobi,
Seto Kaiba and
Amane Bakura. She was annoyed at having so many chaperones but she decided to make the best of it. She slid in, turning the heads of ponies of both sexes. She hadn't been to a shindig of these proportions since her last life and was deeply excited about this one.
"Onii-Sama," said Amane in annoyance, "I don't see why I have to come."
"You're the only one dressed for the occassion," said Seto, staring around for Kala.
Amane rolled her eyes. "Sure..."
-------EARLIER------
When Silk delivered the invite, Rock was the one to recieve it. "Onii-Sama!!!!" He cried. "We have a thingy!"
Seto had looked up from his laptop grudgingly. "What kind of 'thingy'," he said with distaste.
"A thingy with a red sticky dot on it." Rock handed over the invitation. Puzzled, Seto slit it open.
"An invitation... to a ball. Beh," he said, discarding it.
"A what?"
"A go-mind-your-own-business, Jin Kyoshi," said Seto. Rock scampered away. Amane sat beside Seto and opened the invitation.
"You're not going?" Seto shook his head. "And we can't go without you?"
"You can go if you like."
"Not without you." Amane cocked her head. "Didn't you tell me your mate was a princess?" Seto nodded busquely. "Don't princesses like balls?" Seto looked up for the first time. "Won't she be there then?" Seto grabbed the invitation and looked atthe date. "We're late already! Go find anyone who wants to come!"
Amane smiled and trotted around, seeing those who would come while Seto straightened his pimp coat methodically.
------NOW--------
Grisamara flipped her hair and let it cascade down her back. "Don't mind them," she announced to anyone who could listen, "they're just my enterage- my groupies, if you will."
((I don't know what's happened so if I stuff up just poke me))