Backstage...
It was quiet...and pretty much empty. A few couples here and there, the occasional guard wandering around, wires and cables for the unenchanted speakers and whatnot...yeah, empty. All in all, a perfect place to go about making the night a bit more interesting.
Face it, have you ever been to a rock concert, or indeed, any good party that didn't have fireworks? Probably not. This Ball didn't have fireworks, thus dooming it to an existence of boring performance and non-awe-inspiring lighting.
But that was going to change. The readied Light spell was complete, awaiting only a target to grant its showy abilities to. A person perhaps?
'...nah, too small. It'd freak them out, too. How about the stage itself? Thaaat....might work. Yes, it'll work nicely.'
And so it was wrought. When certain locations on the stage were stepped on, a fireworks-like eruption of light would shoot out. Hopefully it would all look planned out, but it would be a good idea to let the performer know that. He found a clipboard with some sort of schedule on it, along with a pen, nearby. Shortly after, a small note was made out of the schedule's blank corner.
Strange, the stage seemed mostly empty...probably getting food or something...oh well, it would go near the waiting mic. Avoiding the enchanted spots to the best of his ability, though unfortunately drawing some weird glances from the crowd, he stuck it in a small crack in the stand and retreated to the safety of the curtains. "And now for some snacks"
He could be found shortly after munching on at least one of every chocolate dessert...and Jell-os...and cheeses...chances are, if it wasn't a 'normal' meal, he was eating it.
A few semifamiliar faces were seen, but they were all turned toward some commotion-or-another a short ways away. He'd probably talk with them at some point, he was busy.
