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-She was surprised out of her thoughts by the sound of her name, turning to spot someone in a dress of similar colors. And though they certainly weren't 'friends' it was easy enough to make her out behind the masque. She looked like just as much of a princess tonight as she'd looked at the debutante ball.

The question brought forth a mild twitch of the lips, realizing only now as it was said how very appropriate her own costume was. How many times had she actually heard that little label. Aurora nodded a little both in answer and greeting.- "Hello Elegancia, you're looking lovely tonight as usual."

-Ah manners. Not that Aurora minded Elegancia, or was trying that hard. The two might have actually got along if they'd ever had the inclination to try.- "I've had a lot of practice lately at least. I helped to run the cake walk at the carnival."

-It seemed strange to see her alone now that Aurora thought about it. The other girl was most certainly the sort to travel with an entourage. Hmmm.- "Is your date off getting you a drink? Or are you waiting on some friends?"

"There is alot of traffic." Xavier confirmed, then pulled his out his cellphone to hand it over to Tallulah. "Call him, maybe ? I've got my car, if he needs to be picked up." Sure, he'd never truly met the guy, and sure, he went to Hillsworth, but Xavier has 100% faith in Tallulah's judgment. He couldn't be so bad.

In the meanwhile, though... "Maybe we could check out the table ?" Trust Xavier to go right for the food. Expecially that cake. By gods, that cake. It was beautiful, and he wanted, no, he needed to eat it.

One could only wonder how he was as skinny as he was.

Gloria wasn't into balls. At least, not the kind her invitation implied, but her grandfather had insisted (begged, pressed, threatened). She enjoyed a house party every now and again, but these kind of shin-digs implied a high-tier finesse that she had never been good at or comfortable with. Not that she didn't like schmoozing with other people, but you could only rub elbows long enough until it all started chafing. And Halloween? God, the only dressing up she liked to do was in the ring, so she was without much of a theme as she stepped into the room, dressed in a cocktail dress that could have doubled as a shirt with its length (lack thereof, rather), despite its plunging back, hair piled atop her head in a mess of waves and curls that caught in the beads of her mask. Her eyeshadow was dark, raccoon-esque, false lashes ending in speckled quail feathers; her lips were brighter than blood. Gloria blew a stray curl from her face and surveyed the floor with a quick sweep of her eyes before she made her way towards the punch bowl. This party was going to be a bust. Thank God she had pre-gamed just to take the edge off.

And it was that same alcohol that had her whirling around upon hearing a familiar voice-- or maybe it was the alcohol that made her smile instead of grimace (or worse, lose her temper). Either way, Gloria swept over towards the prissy girl in the blue dress with a stride that would set the catwalk on fire, and promptly dropped her arm around Elegancia's shoulder. The clutch that was meant to draw her in was more like a well-disguised headlock. Between her height and heels, Gloria was a whole ele taller than Ele.

"She lies," she said swiftly, a vicious smile splitting her mouth like a gash that she set on Aurora. "I'm her date."

She raised her brows, false-and-feathered lashes fluttering. Her fingernails, practically talons, stood out like shifting bruises on Elegancia's much paler skin; they pinched down. Hard.

She didn't fight it when she was lead away, waving with her fingers after Aurora in departure, but halfway through point A and point B Gloria lost interest in Elegancia, arm slipping from her shoulder. When they stopped, her arms went akimbo in a pose that, if she was sober, would have been her 'impatient' stance, but seeing as she was [pleasantly] buzzed, she thought she looked more like Wonder Woman. Looking down at Elegancia, she laughed. A shame there weren't any tables nearby.

"Cute. Where do you pull these things from?" Gloria watched a man dressed in violet and an obscene amount of feathers wander by before she returned her gaze to the smaller girl. She wrinkled her nose, "How are you even here? Shouldn't you be out trick-or-treating?"

"I'll thank you to pay attention to me when I am speaking to you," Elegancia spat, leering up at the amazon in front of her. "Did you hear what I said? I do not want you running around with your little crush on me and spreading awful rumors." Elegancia crossed her arms and waited for Gloria to string intelligent thoughts together.

She visibly did so.

"Oh, you and your insults. Don't forget that I've got you thrown out of one place before." She proceeded to throw a ringed finger up in Gloria's face (it was quite a distance), then continued, "I'll get you and your man body thrown out of here so fast if there's any funny business." Elegancia began to hope that there would be a Negaverse attack just to get Gloria's starseed.

It wouldn't be a loss.

Irony was such an amazing thing, indeed. Xavier didn't even have an inkling of a doubt that Bell was a senshi. She couldn't be, she simply couldn't !

He was completely oblivious as to what was happening further in the room. For now, only two things existed - Bell, and cake, oh my god glorious cake. He was more than willing to blame his increased appetite on the patrol he'd done earlier, and not the fact that he was an endless glutton when sweets came in the equation.

He wasn't worried at all about his cellphone - it was nice and safe in Tallulah's hands. It only made it more obvious that he trusted her a great deal.

"Do you want some ?" He asked her, as he was cutting a piece. That one would be hers if she wanted it - couldn't forget his manners ! - but if not, that bit of cake was allll his.

Xavier was, for the most part, a 'is it edible ?' guy. Unless it was seafood. Or if it looked gross. There was to way to get him to eat something that looked gross.

That cake, thankfully, looked anything but gross, and so he happily tended to his little piece. At least he wasn't scarfing it down like his cat could scarf down her food. Not that would have been un-graceful.

Cakecakecake~

"Hm..." He said in between two mouthfuls. People were starting to come in, mostly people he didn't know, beside Tallulah and his lovely company. "We could go hang out on the balcony ? Im sure Tal will find us again once we're done." She knew him too well not to. Too many people meant he would locate himself where there were the least people.

Hopefully Bell wouldn't ask him to dance. This would only end in disaster.

Saying 'do not' was the same as saying 'please do, and with gusto' to Gloria. She had never been so reputation conscious as the girl before her obviously was. No, Gloria had always preferred notoriety -- even if now it was only ever inside the ring. Outside, her antics had only ever gotten her sent to the principal's office when she was back in school; nothing to warrant a front page splash on some tabloid. She pressed her hands flat to her chest, adopting a look of desperation.

"But how can I even hope to contain my crush on you. I just want us to be together. I can't hide it any longer!" she gushed, voice climbing. Gloria dropped her hands after a moment, rolling her eyes. She guided Elegancia's finger from her face with one of her own, resisting the urge to grab it and snap it like fresh celery; she needed that energy to think.

"Don't flatter yourself, hon'," she drawled, sucking her words back into her mouth when their little two-person party was interrupted. Gloria's hands returned to her hips as she turned, regarding the girl in gold coolly (more like trying to get her gaze to focus so a little staring was expected), lips twisting at the corner. The smile wasn't unfriendly, just closed off.

"You're not interrupting anything at all. I was trying to get her--" she jutted a thumb out at Elegancia "-- to talk out all her hot air so I could ask for a truce. I'm Gloria."

She thrust her hand out, and though her attention kept long enough to receive a response from Adira, her eyes moved over to the punch table again.

"You girls want some punch?"