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Lewis took a moment to take a quick scan of his clothes. Beyond things being slightly mussed up there was nothing amiss. Thank goodness it seemed that neither of them had any food in their hands before the collision. "I think so." As he replied Lewis straightened his jacket that had shifted a bit too much for his liking from the flailing.

This person he had just run into seemed like a similar age to his own and it looked like there was a high chance that he was another soldier. Not only that, the person seemed humble and not haughty at all. Those were good signs that perhaps this fellow was at least not some high ranking jerk. This may have been more good luck than bad.

"I don't think we have met before." Lewis let a big smile slide onto his face and offered his hand in a friendly manner expecting a handshake. "I'm Lewis Freeman."

Thera sighed she was having a hard time moving through the crowd towards the slightly less crowded back porch. Where she would hopefully be able to hear her own thoughts. She quietly made her way in direction of the band because she could see the door to the outside. She brushed past a couple of talking cadets. Then someone blocked her way. She paused and waited politely for the person to move. Thera sighed again and looked for a route around but there was none available so she was stuck next to the cadets. 'Ah well might as well try to interact,'she thought.

She turned to the cadets who appeared to have bumped into each other. "Hi," she said to them realizing the greeting was rather laconic.

Angelina lowered her raised right arm "Thank you Sir," she paused before asking "are you enjoying the party?" After all she'd only just arrived.

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Thera smiled she had obviously missed introductions. Thera groaned when he asked how they were surviving the party "Barely. I don't like large gatherings. I'd rather be working on my zoid," Thera sighed. She wondered if they had zoids of their own. She thought about it for a second then decided to throw in her name. "I'm Thera," she said.

"I'm doing well I guess. This place is huge so there is plenty to gawk at..." Wait, was that an introduction? He regretted missing something so basic but didn't let it get to him. "Where are my manners? I'm Lewis Freeman and this" He gestures towards the other cadet, "Is Chase Warner. It is nice to meet you Thera."

"Whoa, this is huge..." That exact thought was the first tangible line of something even resembling individuality just moments after Shora Stromsten was practically shoved into the massive Ball room. The deluge of guests coming into the mansion had reached the point where the ushers were having to work at twice their normal pace as military personnel and civilians alike flooded into the Zoidpark and room and beyond.

Her ears managed to pick up a few notes of music floating about, practically lost in the noise of all the people who just arrived themselves, chatting about the entrance and yet to decide where in the room they were to move too. Shora herself was in this boat, panning her eyes over the room and figuring out what to do next, with the ride here still taking up most of her brain function. Not to mention she was never quite fond of leaving The Fluke unattended, no matter how secure a place it may be: she had attained it in such an unexpected and unsavoury manner that she always fretted that it could disappear just as easily. "Well, I've got to admit, the horses were a nice if not old-fashioned touch..."

She let the words linger about her for a moment, taking a number of steps forward for the dual purposes of getting further away from the other gawkers and getting a better view of the room. In all honesty she was not entirely sure why she had come here, maybe to try and get to know some of her fellow cadets better, or to discuss the idea of getting a mechanic to install an upgrade onto her Snipe Master with one of the scientists she had worked with before taking the dirty plunge into the life of a 'front line' soldier.

"So, now what?" she made a face, giving the look of a feral harpy for a moment, and continued to wonder through and scan the crowd, making her way around the room somewhat pointlessly. Clumps were forming here and there as friends picked each other out of the crowd or noticed an officer they wanted to talk to, but mostly these consisted of people she didn't know or barely recognised and seemed to be established beyond the point of having a random stranger join in, well, randomly.

And it also didn't help that there were two types of scientists in the world: Introverts who stared at their feet while talking to you, and extroverts who stared at your feet while talking to you. She left out the almost crazy, in-your-face social types for the point of merely making herself feel better.

"Truthfully I just arrived Sir, I have yet to join in any festivities though I'm looking forward to them." she smiled that and meeting other people, after all she enjoyed talking after all.

Kard slipped into the formal in his usual navy blue tux and black tie. He was forced to leave the goggles at home this time, but he wasn't too worried about that. His bright red hair was tied back as usual in that thin long pony tail, with the top part of his hair fluffed out. It wasn't a bad look for him, he was one of the few that could pull a mullet of well. Kard loved to go to the formal, however he disliked the massive amounts of people there were... It left his mind confused sometimes weather or not he liked to actually be here. It was fairly different from the imperial formals he went to... They usually always wore odd cloths.

He looked around the room. Now where did Cross go this time? The young Charlemagne or "Cross" was always at his side. But this time he managed to sneak into the formal before Cross did, and now had no idea where his little friend had gone.