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When Kaminari approached, Nicohlas' eyes widened. "Nari! Your so Pretty!!" He declared as he looked over her outfit. Her hair was so cute! Though upon seeing the red of her dress he did find himself wishing he had in fact worn red instead of pink now. They would have matched very well and that was important right?

"Oh, we have not been waiting long at all." He was quick to follow with a bright smile. He held the yellow rose up quickly while giving a small giggle. "I got you a flower! It's not nearly as pretty as you are though." He added after a brief glance towards his brother. He caught the slight nod of Nathan's head, approval of his 'charming introduction' His attention was quickly returned to Nari though. "Pictures would be fine Nari. This is my first party! Well, the first one not hosted by my family and all. I would love to see what pictures you take..." He paused afterwords and found himself looking into the hall. "Santa?" A childish part of him felt like squealing. Though he knew that it wasn't a real Santa, or that there was any sort of Santa. Yet...he couldn't help but find something appealing about the whole thing. He moved his chair forwards to the room, hesitating only to look back and make certain he received the nod of approval from his brother before continuing on. "I would really like that, so long as you get your picture taken with me with Santa too." He said excitedly.

Naois found himself blinking when Indigo came up to him and gave him a hug. She looked so cute in her holiday dress. He had known what she planned on wearing, because they had discussed what colors went well together in a complimenting manner. Yet actually seeing her dressed up, with her hair styled and wearing make up seemed to make whatever he had imagined pale a bit. Naois' lips curled upwards into a small smile while he returned the hug. "I have been ready since yesterday." He replied and shifted a bit to offer Indigo his arm. They were here together after all, and he didn't want anyone to stop them on the way in. Chuckling softly he glanced towards the ball. "So I hear there is a Santa here. Wanna get your picture taken with me? As a souvenir?"


Nerissa leaned back against the wall and picked at her gown. The feathers on her belt were tickling her arm whenever she let her arms hang at her side. Maybe if she moved her belt a little to the front of her dress.... Her head lifted when she heard her name called though. Ah! "Puck!" She called out with small laugh. Lifting the hem of her dress, she approached Jeremiah and Marlon. "I see your as dapper as usual. Is this your date?" She asked while looking at the dressed up boy with the flower corsage. "Heh. Nice hat. Very classy." She lightly joked.

Nerissa lifted her hand and held it out towards Marlon with a smile. "In case you didn't hear, my names Nerissa." She introduced herself, then looked at Miah. "You have a cute date Miah, care to share?" Of course she wasn't serious, it was just a joke of a question.


Percival lifted his head when a girl (Mia) rather boldly walked over and actually asked a group of guys to take her inside. Percy stepped towards her and held his hand out towards her. "My name is Percival. You look like your dress would match with my outfit, and it would be a shame for a girl as decked up as you to be kept waiting." He cheerfully offered.


When Nari approached where he and Nicohlas waited, his eyes drifted downwards over her dress. His lips curled just a little bit into a smile. "You look lovely tonight Nari." He murmured softly in greeting. He was still quiet preoccupied with Helena meeting him here with Nari. He couldn't be as attentive to Nari without ignoring Helena. That simply was out of the question. His head gave just a small nod when Nari would make her unspoken promise to him. "I...trust you two shall have fun." He replied softly. Going to see Santa was childish, though Nicohlas was still a child wasn't he? Nathan inhaled deeply and kept his eyes upon his brother as he vanished into the ball room. It almost hurt him to let him wander off into that crowd. He wanted to rush after him the moment he was out of sight. Such was his focus, he missed the elegant approach of Helena until she was nearly at his side. The flash of blond and blue was seen in the corner of his eye. Turning his gaze, he blinked his silver eyes for a moment. "Helena?" He hesitantly questioned. With her hair up and the glasses missing he was not certain if he dared believe this was her. Then again, she was a blue blood wasn't she? It was just rather hidden under her rather casual nature.

Caleb was single, and currently leaning against the wall near the entrance. He hadn't realized that he'd need a date to get in, until he got there that was, and was currently on the lookout for anyone who might need an escort. He only wished he had a sign or something, so that people didn't think that he was waiting for someone else.

He grinned to himself, watching the crowd. Some of them were familiar, students from his school, a few that he was fairly certain he had seen in the graveyard, and the rest, well, he didn't know them, but they looked pretty cool. Even if he didn't get to go inside, it didn't seem like this would be a bad evening at all. People watching was always fun.

'Stately' would have described her well - although it would have been more impressive if Maunet looked that way intentionally. Unfortunately, the girl had little to no eye for fashion, much less had any concept of the way she looked - dressing to moods or for convenience in lieu of any sense of color, matching or situational awareness. That was why, to her blissful ignorance, her everyday clothes came off as mismatched or cutely kitsch instead of chic. But Mau was unaware of this, and perhaps she couldn't have cared less. It was because of this set of convenient circumstances that the girl sashayed up to the theatre looking 'stately' enough to kill.

The fabric of her skirt - embalming shrouds put to much better use - clung to her thighs, billowing around her as if of their own accord only when they could find no other skin to grab onto. The same material acted as her corset and behaved no better, outlining a toned torso in a brash, inky blackness. But the fabric was much less imposing next to the gold that bound it together, jangling softly as she walked, clinking gently at her chest, scarcely hiding exposed hips. The trinkets were old family affairs mixed with newer finds, twisted together painstakingly. It would never do, Mau figured, to have her outfit fall apart on her in mid-step. So were the fabric was bound, it was bound well, and hid everything it was supposed to...but practicality didn't take into account the effect of exposed skin. Maybe if Maunet was more fashionably inclined, there would be less of it.

For the moment, though, her outfit was the last thing on her mind. The mummy frowned as she fussed with an armband, stroking the head of a snake whose sightless eyes glittered on her shoulder. Dating to get in? Well, that ruined the night right there. She didn't know anyone, had hardly even seen anyone else since that night in the graveyard - and Mau doubted anyone had made friends there. There was already a crowd of well-dressed students milling around in front of the door, held at bay by a firm-looking bouncer. Were all of them without dates as well?

"What a party," she quipped, voice emerging husky through kohl-darkened lips. One hand settled on a jeweled hip, making golden ornaments jangle softly in protest. Her wry smile lifted in Jeremiah and Nerissa's direction, having caught the latter's comment purely by accident. "We might all have to share dates, by the looks of this."

Helena saw the look of surprise on Nathan's face, she didn't realize just how pretty she was but instead of thinking that that was what had surprised him, she thought instead that it was something else... "Oh no.... am I overdressed?!" She couldn't stop herself from giving a quick look about the room... Seeing that the others were dressed just as fine as herself, some a bit more, some a bit less... That didn't seem to be the problem. Then she looked back to Nathan and realized that he was dressed in a way that he normally was.... maybe she should have gone a bit more casual! A blush lit her freckled cheeks prettily, "Maybe we should have talked about what we were wearing? But I had wanted to surprise you..." She murmured as she'd dip a hand into her purse, pulling out a pale blue rose bootineer, a whirl of pearls swooping about the single flower backed with deep green fronds of leaves and a small spray of baby's breath. "I... um...ah... got this for you...." It would look nice on him, even if he wasn't as dressed up as she was, he was still dressed nicely... plus, it matched her perfectly... Oh she felt a little foolish now for going through so much trouble... but she'd just wanted to look her best for him.

In her eagerness to point out the mistletoe, Crysta lead Jayke right under the festive decoration.

Judging by the look of the chaperones, they saw you, and they obviously enforce the rules. Better pucker up!

This was frustrating, and wouldn't do at all! Here she was, dressed in her best, of course she was always dressed in her best, and her goodies were delicious and perfect, and this brute at the door wasn't letting her in! Aphrodite stamped her foot. Stupid mortals and their rules. Somehow, she just had to get in. There was potential in there, she could feel it. Tonight would be super entertaining!

...If she could get inside.

Angelo didn't really know why he had come. Events like this were a bother, and he had no one to go with. ... Well, he supposed he could have asked one of the cute girls from Ember Ridge to join him. Heck, he could have asked his roommate, though the guy was a killjoy. Instead, he found himself outside the theater, looking at the brightly lit exterior, thinking about why he hadn't asked anyone to go, and why he had come here regardless, knowing he needed a date.

"Maybe I'll just go back..." Of course going back would probably lead to a fight between he and his roommate. They never quite seemed to see eye to eye on anything, and ended up arguing over the smallest things. With a roll of his eyes, Angelo turned to leave when a flurry of pink caught his attention. A woman was staring at him. More like looking him over. It was a little unsettling. His eyes narrowed a little. "Can I help you?"

Aphrodite had seen the kid about to leave. She decided to check him out and now was blatantly looking him up and down like a piece of meat. He had potential. Yeah. Kinda scrawny, and she was sure she could do better, but the real pick of the litter were all inside. "Hmmm... You'll do." She said after a while.

"Excuse me?" Who was this woman? And why was she checking him out?

"Don't be so dull, kid. We're going to the dance. You have potential too." Come to think of it... Sure, why not. Aphrodite began searching the folds of her clothes. Damn damn damn, she didn't have a lot of extras today... She really should have stocked up. "Hey, that thing in your pocket. Let me see it." Angelo's visible eye widened in surprise. How did she even know he had something? "Come on, we don't have all day. I'm not going to break it, just let me see it."

Something was up, he was sure, but at the same time, Angelo was compelled. Few people knew he kept his grandfather's compass with him. It was his good luck charm of sorts. Slowly he fished it out of his pocket and held copper piece out to the woman.

This was perfect. Aphrodite took the compass before Angelo could say anything. Ah, it did seem valuable to him. Good. That means he'd likely take very good care of it. She toyed with the trinket for a moment before handing it back. "That should do it."

"What did you do?" He could tell she'd done something. But just what...?

"Oh you know. A little of this, a little of that. Magic, protect the innocent, blah blah blah. Look, when the time is right you'll find out, ok? Now get over here so we can get into that dance." Angelo didn't really have the option of saying no as Aphrodite took him by the wrist and drug him to the front door and into the dance.

If he had been paying a bit more attention to the area nearest him, he might have been able to avoid Rachael bumping into him. "It's alright," he said, reassuringly. "Are you okay?"

It was strange that such a pretty girl seemed to be here on her own, though it was possible that she was merely waiting for them to show. "Um, don't think me forward or anything, but I was wondering, are you waiting for someone?"

If she was, that was great, he was sure whoever it was was a very lucky person, and if not, well, maybe she'd be willing to let him escort her for the evening.