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Slowly exhaling in a relieved mannor, Rosa nodded. "Then I thank you for your compliment." She said, bordering in a sweet tone while glancing at her sister again. "This evening has been eventful, even in its young hours.. already a transformation. Makes you wonder what secrets are yet to be told, hmm?" She asked in a riddlers voice, grinning to herself visably beneath the half mask while letting herself fall into the mysteriousness of the evening... briefly. "Even if these confounding masks are.. eh.. I mean....my.. what an interesting mask you wear." She commented while clearing her throat awkwardly - though an awkwardness quickly consumed in an air of pride.

"Are you enjoying your night, sir?" She eventually posed for the sake of meaningless conversation.

Aranea glided quietly inside the Great Hall, keeping to the corners and the shadows. By now, the laudanum she had made should have found its way into their drink, and she spied several of the Sun Court with glass in hand. The mask she wore fitted close to her face, and she had managed to make the kimono comfortable over the top of her wings. The long, heavy cloth seemed odd to her, but she bore the discomfort as they were here for a purpose. Her eyes narrowed into slits at the sight of the 'good and noble' Fey of the Sun Court. She spied Lupinus, and Feles who seemed to be talking to the offspring of a Kithain - possibly the child that Nox had mentioned, she wasnt sure. She crossed her two hands that she was able to show across her front, and waited, and watched.

Majestrix Nox followed in on Sayuri's heels garbed head to toe in brown and gold feathers. Her head was covered by a bird-like helm, and all in all the costume made for a grand nightingale. Perhaps the bird choice was a jab at the sun court, but with the drugged drinks at work, she wasn't too worried.

Her head darted, birdlike, to gaze around the room. A smile curved on her lips as she spotted members of her court present, and curved wider at seeing Feles playing with the 'target'. This was going splendidly. She drifted amid the veils of fabric, making her way past the gatherings, and circling ever nearer to Feles and his prey.

Lupinus noticed Aranea and Nox entering the hall, and watched Nox move closer to Feles and the girl. All was going well, none seemed to notice anything amiss- he shouldn't stand around, though. To blend in properly, he was going to have to talk to these fey... perhaps even dance, he thought with a scowl. Dancing, bah. He was graceful enough, but he preferred to focus his energies on more productive things than dancing. Well, perhaps one of the Sun fey would let something important slip if he engaged them in conversation, especially if their wits were already muddled by the potion. It would pass the time until they were to act, at least.

Keeping half of his attention on the movements of the other Moon Court fey, he looked for a likely target; someone not already otherwise occupied would be best. His gaze fell on the female fey who had just undergone her transformation; she was standing by the tables with a goblet in her hand. Yes, she would do for conversation. Working his way back through the hall, he stopped in front of Ursa and gave a small bow. "How are you feeling, my lady? Not too tired to still enjoy the party, I hope?"

"Others?" He blinked, seemingly oblivious to what she may be insinuating. Indeed, one of the only studies that Aesculus openly neglected was proper courtship; and with Syrenrei as his Kithain, is he even had an inkling, all her confusing moods and mized messages when she was in relationships likely had his notions about such things scattered.

"Not really, my lady. Even if I really cared to seek out someone in particular, how would I recognize them?" He laughed to himself and then stared down at his tuxedo. How humans delighted in wearing these tight clothes was beyond him. Even with the alterations, it was uncomfrotable, especially the white bowtie. "Is there something the matter?"

"Of course you wouldn't... unless their manners and clothing were obvious. ...Although, I must admit, I've only managed to pick out two in this crowd. There must be quite a few Kithain and family here." Filix turned away from Aesculus, a little embarrassed that she'd asked that question. Feebly, she told him, "I am fine, just a little breathless. It must be this costume," as she childishly tugged on the edging of the top layer a little.

Filix glanced back, and then offered her arm to him. "Maybe a drink, my Lord? We may even be able to spot more familiar fey beneath costumes, from another angle."

"Oh hello!" She responded quickly, loosening her grip on the goblet. "I'm very well," a grin tugged at the corner of her mouth, "of course not, I'll drink my way through this tired period." She chuckled to herself, "your costume is very interesting, must have taken a lot of preperation, no?" his reptillian theme was very original. She happened to look down at hers, wishing she'd gone for a slightly bigger dress size.

But hey, she began to think, I never expected to transform here, that can't be help, just smile and get on with it..