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People he knew started to gather and he was thrilled at the thought that, 'Yes, I know these people and they are my friends.', only adding to his already bouncy high that he was running on. Spotting Tess, he adjusted his mask. "Thank you. I've had it for a while and really wanted to wear it. I almost wore it all day at school but didn't want it to get eaten by someone." He had to keep it from the leeches too, who thought it was a real horse, tried to drink, and wound up angry at him for playing such a mean joke. "You're looking great! Are you a kelpie too? Great idea. We should stand beside each other and be a pair." Kelpies certainly were popular costume ideas, and seeing someone else have the same idea only made him puff with pride. Yes, kelpies were amazing. Maybe they could find some more people in kelpie costumes and start a small herd!

It was new to him to think that the undead wouldn't like fire, and he looked back to the massive mountain of flames to see if there were any other undead dancing about to ruin their argument and push aside their fear. There was, in fact, no other undead about, and he looked to them both, both cold and stationary. No fun! "Well, if you can't go near the fire, you can still dance. You're missing the point if you just sit around. Get up. Get moving. Make noise." Geez, this was a Moonlight Masque after all. "Oh, you're not a monster. You don't get it. I'll just have to show you." He took Shehk by one hand, and reached out to take Tess' hand, which being higher now made him have to reach up.

He then spotted Belladonna and smiled. "Oh, you're here too! Great costume! You look like you crawled right into a wolf. Uh…" He looked at his full hands. "If I had another hand, I'd offer it to you. You can hold on to my tail braid if you want. We're going to go dancin!" Or so he had volunteered the two girls as self-appointed guide to the Moonlight Masque. You just couldn't leave it to the undead to understand. They were sitting around and avoiding all the fun.

Yay it was time for the Masque! A time for Chuppi to be able to wander amongst the others in her Monster glory, to be praised for being such a scary creature when everyone else had to dress themselves up to try and startle one another!

. . . .at least, that's what Temes assumed the Moonlight Masque was about. She'd only heard bits and pieces about its actual purpose during her run at the school thus far, most of her days spent out at the track field running around and running away from other students and the occasional bird...thingy, so today she was going around amongst fellow students with her head held high (and without a date!). Romance and a date were something Chuppi didn't know if she needed or not since it looked like a lot of people were going stag anyway, and she nervously adjusted the outfit she wore as she tried to stumble about and find someone she may or may not know even remotely. A semi-stranger was better than standing alone, right?

For the event Chuppi decided to dress herself neatly and sort of regional, seeing as it was hard to get an outfit that her spines would properly fit in. She went for the more traditional spanish dress, sweeping clothes with emboardry and fringes, though she looked more like a dress-up doll than an actual student. Curse her small height!!

"Are you now?" Nuk grinned at the pronounced Emily Device, an eyebrow quirked in a curious, although obviously amused, expression. Although her costume was hiding most of her body, much less her face, he couldn't get a good look at her, but from the way she was talking she was likely either a demon or a reaper. Sadly, (or not so much, to him,) the skinwalker was not nearly high enough class to know of the Device family, so it remained a mystery. Not that it mattered, especially not at the Masque. EVERYONE was a monster at the Masque.

But if he had thought the girl's previous comments had been funny, the ones after that were hilarious. Raising both eyebrows this time, Nuk couldn't hold back a broad grin at the slew of comments she rotated through, for once staying politely quiet as she tried to find the right one. It seemed Emily couldn't hold her liquor at all. "Nukpana, at your service Ms Device," he finally replied with a devilish smirk and a shallow bow, somehow managing to switch both goblets to one hand and take off the pinstripe fedora completing his suit, "And the pleasure is all mine, I assure you." He couldn't resist teasing her a bit, gold eyes glittering deviously. Poor girl. Still, despite (or perhaps because of,) her low tolerance, the skinwalker was surprisingly subtle about the teasing, not blatantly making fun of her as he usually was so wont to do. The Masque had put him in a good mood.

Returning his fedora back over his straight black hair, he glanced over his shoulder for half a second before returning his attention to the young witch, giving her a mildly curious look once more. "I have to deliver this drink to a certain Pricolici, but if you would like to accompany me, I am sure we would be honored to have a Device in our presence."

No one could say Nuk didn't know how to be a gentleman. He just chose not to, 90% of the time.

"Cute costume, by the way," he added with a wink, giving her blatant lookover before turning towards the group that had started to accumulate around Shehk. Now THAT was more like him.

By the time he'd made his way over to his silver-haired date, it seemed like all of Amityville had formed a tight cluster a little ways off from the bonfire, all chatting amongst themselves amiably. Making his way through the small crowd, he placed his free hand firmly on Calder's shoulder just as he took Shehk's hand, squeezing a little too firmly for comfort. "Hands off, Pony boy," he said, his voice remarkably light despite the situation. His smirk, too, had not wavered, and yet there was a flash in his eyes that was mildly dangerous. It was gone a moment later, however, and he released the Kelpie's shoulder, turning his attention to the reason he was there in the first place. Handing Shehk both of the goblets, he rolled the jacket of his suit off his shoulders, taking it off and slipping the body-warmed material over Shehk's shoulders before taking back one of the drinks.

"Just a social little bat, aren't you? Did you have to invite everyone over?" He grinned, taking a sip of the drink.

Happy that her introduction had been well-received, Emily gave a small curtsy in response to his bow, and even managed not to spill her drink doing so. The fact that it was nearly empty helped. Noting this fact, Emily quickly refilled and then trotted after the dapper gentleman. Nukpana...Nukpana. That name sounded really familiar for some reason. The witch shrugged to herself, he seemed really nice, and that was all that really mattered, right? And he even liked her costume!

Already in a good mood, she perked up even more at the sight of Shehk. Practically bouncing on her toes, she watched the two greet each other, and then chirped happily, "You know Shehk! I know her too! We're friends! And she's really nice. She even smells nice..." Emily paused a moment, and then recalled the week leading up to the mysterious but brief disappearance of her laundry basket. "...usually! And now I know Nukpana, and he's nice too! Wait! He's the Nukpana?!" Emily turned to the skinwalker with a look of shining admiration.

"You really are such a kind person!"

With a pause to turn to Valen, Belladonna furrowed her eyebrows for a moment before chuckling to herself a bit.

"Oh gracious, no! This isn't an ACTUAL wolf. Just some fur I bought at the maul! You like it? Oh! Come over here!" She said, grabbing him by the crook of his elbow and dragging him over to the group surrounding Calder, who seemed to be extremely happy to see her. The sheer amount of enthusiasm Calder was giving made Belladonna feel a little bit-- No! A LOT better. Why, he'd even complemented her on her costume and what was that he'd said? Like she'd crawled into a wolf?! How delightful that sounded. Besides all the innards and extra blood, why crawling into another animal and prancing around like it for a day or so sounded like fun! And wasn't that what she was doing today anyways? Why yes! Yes it was!! Resisting the urge to growl, she turned to address the others in his group of undead girls.

"Hi. I'm Belladonna." She greeted the floating girl, "I really like your wings. They match your eyes so well! And don't worry about dancing, its easy! You just move your..." Well, hips would have been the next word but as this girl seemed to be missing them,"...Shoulders! And arms too. Hand motions are always good." Oh Fudgecakes, this was turning out poorly. And if that wasn't enough, some little zombie girl wearing an awfully short skirt (now Belladonna, don't be a witch-b***h and go bashing other girls because of their skirts. You wore booty shorts, so you're both on even ground here! She scolded herself mentally,) was chewing out Calder? What had he done but show a bit -coughtoncough- enthusiasm for the Masque? Maybe the little zombie was jealous because she wasn't a monster? Though her costume looked awfully familiar... Wait! Was this little girl trying to dress as the giant green monster that stomped around? How cute!! (Of course Belladonna didn't say that out loud, not wanting to further upset the little powerhouse of anger, and tried her best to keep her face as placid as possible.)

And as if all that wasn't enough, suddenly Mr. Oh-Hey-I'm-So-Jacking-Hot-With-My-Wolf-Pelt-Which-Is-Oddly-Vacant-Today-Do-You-Like-My-Striped-Fedora walked up the group, an odd girl trailing behind dressed in quite a large monster suit. Oh, perhaps THAT was how one was supposed to dress for a Monster Masque instead of like the latest scantily clad girl on the sklee-vee. Whatever. Everyone was here to have fun! Right? RIGHT!!

"You all should come dance with us!!" Belladonna suddenly shouted, holding up Calder's hand as if it were to indicate the possibility of dancing. And oooh! She spotted Chuppi! She'd have to go grab her before they started dancing too.

Chuppi had to move carefully to make sure that her frills and the fronds and whatever else decorated her pretty outfit did not get snagged on any fellow students or on her own quills. She had worked hard to make this outfit look decent enough and cover enough of her body to not look ridiculous, so it would be a complete shame for something to rip it of and show her small body to the whole school.

A ....a reeeeaaaal shame.

But anyway, like that would ever happen! Chuppi was scouting around the area, Thermos in tow, when she happened to spot Belladona in the distance with several people. She knew only the Reaper and was sort of okay with that, since she felt that Senorita Belladone would likely protect her from harm if she went over. Right? She waddled over, hoping it was true.

"Buenas Tardes, Senorita Belladona. Happy Masque!"

Valentino realized too late that Belladonna was very strong, far stronger than anyone her size had a right to be. While being dragged by his arm he had a moment to ponder if her strength derived from her boundless energy, or some sort of enchantment. Valentino understood why Binx was always so grumpy, Belladonna was an unstoppable force when she wanted something.

When Belladonna gathered everyone in the group together Valentino made a mental note of each of them. The one who interested him the most though was the vampire, she was missing half of her body. He really wanted to talk to her, he was trying not to stare at her missing legs though, it was impolite. Instead Valentino filled two cups with punch while Belladonna continued to talk. Taking a sip out of one of them, he could taste the faint bite of drinking alcohol, possibly fermented pumpkin moonshine. Valentino knew that the the night was going to become increasingly chaotic as more students sampled the punch. Unfortunately as for himself, alcohol requires a functioning circulatory system for intoxication to take effect.

"Anyone thirsty?" Valentino asked the group of assembled students around Belladonna. Valentino offered his extra cup to anyone who would take it. Hopefully tonight would become far more interesting as the Masque wore on.

"Tell her you are the a post-modern & neo-classical representation of a spider's suffering during dinner." the cup silently whispered nonsense into Valentino head.

"I'm, a...a..." Valentino stuttered, the girl was talking to him, he so desperately wanted to look down, but he was using all of his concentration to stay focused onto her eyes. He couldn't answer her question and stay focused at not looking at her bottom half. "I have no idea" Valentino admitted, he hadn't made a costume, he had just put on a mask.

"what are you?" He asked trying to not kill the conversation before it had even started. He wasn't sure if he was asking her the about the costume, or her species. Giving himself a mental smack, he realized that it was rude to answer a question with another question.

Valentino hoped he could restart his already failing conversation and blurted out a new introduction, "Let me try that again. I don't want to start our conversation off on the wrong foot. haha...(Jack-dammit) Sorry, I'm Valentino, pleasure to meet you, Miss...?" Valentino could not believe he had said that 'wrong foot', the cup was already laughing at him.