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"Your place? Is it wise to be inviting a stranger to stay the night?" He asked with a chuckle and a smile. "I guess it really depends on what happens between now and then, huh?" He added wanting desperately to take up on her offer.
After a while sleeping on the floor gets quite uncomfortable.

"Sure, why not? I spose it can't hurt can it?" He said nodding after thinking for a few more minutes. "I could use a change in scenery." he added with a smile, "My friend's house isn't all that clean. It smell pretty bad too, though you get used to it."

Lex shrugged. "If you want to go, then I'm ready." he said stretching his arms out in front of him. "I'm just the guest. It's up to you when we leave."

He looked up into the sky and smiled. It was a nice night. A little cool, bu not beyond what he was used to.

Lex was about to get up when he noticed Sky's skirt swishing around her legs. He let his gaze follow the shape of her body. He suddenly snapped away when he was at he waist and mentally kicked himself. 'Stop checking her out you fool!' he told himself off before getting to his feet.

He gathered his things off the ground before quickly rushing to catch up with her. "Your lucky you don't have to clean up, you know. Though I guess this isn't nearly as bad as some of the messes I've seen." He commented trying to make conversation.

Lex didn't bother with the others in the ballroom. He didn't want to meet familiar faces... Not to mention he looked like he'd just been making out with someone and he was walking next to a woman. Not just any woman either. Hopefully the others in the room new better of Sky.

"A shower sounds great." He commented. He'd not thought about clothing until she'd asked. "Normally? Uh... pretty much what I'm wearing now. Though sometimes I don't wear a shirt or I add a leather jacket or something." He said trying to think. He didn't really pay much attention to how he dressed.

Lani stormed out into the yard, doing the typical 'fresh air' scene. She was clearly angry, spitting out curses and fast, fluent spanish, right hand thrashing in the air as she spoke, accentuating her Spanish Rant. Left hand held a red wine, sometimes spilling over the edge during rough movements, way too upset to care.

She was wearing the best Masq garb she could come up with, with her low funds and low wage job... and her strange tastes. A simple pink gown, a black bustier she's owned for years cinching her waist, and black gloves that cover up to her muscular yet feminine biceps. On her back was a pair of handmade black lace faery wings, drooping with strung accents; few swarovski crystals, many black and clear glass beads, and two 1" crystal teardrops from the wing tips. Her mask was simple pink venetian with black accents, tied with thick organza ribbon behind her head. She didn't bother removing it.

When she finally reached the pond, and finished her rant, it was THEN she noticed the others there talking.

"...oi, sorry amigos. Don't mind me, yah?"

Crazy little latina...

((btw, I know VERY little spanish, so I'm using a translator for a lot of things. I know the basics only... I didn't get to take enough spanish classes in school [though they were easy classes and fun] to speak for myself.))


Little latina walked up to Sky, hand out for a greet. Strangely she was polite with 'greetings first, talking after', though frustration cried out in her bright aqua-teal eyes, unlike any other human's. They even had a bit of luminosity, when in the dark or partial dark.

"Aaah, my IDIOTO," she thrust an open hand palm up toward the building, "friend just left with some LOCO and now ah gotta' walk home! ¡OI Esa pequeña mujer muda! Ella me dejó aquí sin manera a mi casa," on she went again with her Spanish Rant, rambling like Ricky from I Love Lucy!