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Mau

Wonderful, just what Nyx needed on a mission, weird feelings. It was carnival-not-a-date all over again. But... She was dressed up and they were at a ball. "Mm... alright." Nyx agreed to the dance, but gave Mau a stern raised brow look, "But this isn't a real dance."

The Electavire, now free from his trainer's grip, stood where she left him and stared up at the chandelier. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. "Bwruwu..."

(Leonard and Staraptor guy)

She could almost sense his confusion, and she couldn't blame him. Not many people were used to such frivolous formalities, and she leaned close to whisper to him. "It's polite in a formal setting for the gentleman to lead his lady by the arm," she explained quickly with a demure smile, so anyone who happened to glance their way would think they were just having a polite conversation.

Claire was not a fan of caviar, but she did make an eager 'ooh!' face at the sight of the delectable shrimp cocktail, helping herself to the biggest piece she could find. Lady-like? Probably not. Delicious and totally worth it? Heck yes. She took a small bite as she half-turned, watching and listening as she let Leonard do the talking.

Then nearly choked at his last statement.

She shouldn't have let him do the talking. Ohhh dear...

While it could have been considered a compliment to the Pidgeot, she heard it for what it was - nothing less than a full-out challenge. Right here, right now. Her wings had been spread slightly, her back turned to the small group as she was trying to garner attention from other part-goers. At Leonard's statement, however, her wings took their time folding against her sides as she slowly, slowly turned around to look at him. Seconds seemed like years before her bright eyes finally rested on him, her gaze like an arrow lathed with poison that could bore into his very soul for his atrocities. The phrase 'if looks could kill' was never more appropriate. Unfortunately for Odette, they couldn't, but talons could. She might have to use them later.

Once she was done giving Leonard her version of an avian death glare, she turned that same look sharply onto the Staraptor before spreading out her wings to their full length, aiming for Leonard in the hopes of knocking him over, and beat her golden appendages several times as she puffed up to make herself look as large as she possibly could, a short, angry warning screech echoing from her beak as she did so. There was no other bird who could even hope to rival her in any way, shape, or form. Ever.

[Muk Man, etc.]

"Ordinary!" The woman exclaimed, clearly shocked and once again appalled. How dare he say that her beloved Pokemon was ordinary!

"I'll have you know that she's won many contest ribbons! She is also top of the line in her breeding!"

She didn't seem at all to notice as Faleen and Sorano tried to slip away.

(Leonard and Claire)

"Good choice," the man grinned, catching sight of Leonard's eclair. "Life's too short to have dessert last. And thanks. Ace was my first Pokemon."

The Staraptor uttered a low trill, eyes fixed on Odette, and flexed its wings slightly.

"Don't mind him, he's a big show.. off.." The man trailed off as Odette leveled a seething glare at Leonard, then at the other bird. Ace reciprocated in kind - no way was he getting shown up by such a pale Pidgeot (even if she did have pretty feathers.) He flared his wings and began to circle the little group slowly, like a fan dancer. Intimidation or impression - either would be good.

"Hey," the man raised a warning finger at his Pokemon. "Don't go thinking you're so hot because you won the last tournament."

Faleen

"Sure . . . what's on yer min'?" he hummed out, hearing the ever going bickering between the two resound in the background. "Hopefully, it be somethin' that can avoid that happenin' 'gain."

"Wiggly!" cried Whinny in agreement and Sorano throatily chuckled.

Now, they just needed a new target.

(Cal and Panther)

The young woman gave Panther a friendly, hopeful smile as he approached, though it faded just the slightest as she saw the woman accompanying him. Oh. Her Ninetales raised its head and sighted along the bridge of its nose at the two with a look that said 'I know I'm better than both of you. I was born better. Peasants.'

"It's a.. nice evening," the woman ventured shyly. "Isn't it?" She was dark haired, and while her clothing was simple, the construction was exquisite. Her jewels looked old and ornate, though she fiddled with a bracelet nervously.

(Ninetails Lady and Panther)

Cal smiled, talking the drink glass in her hand delicately. The woman had been looking as if she wanted to dance. She bowed slightly, "It is." She unlinked her arms with Panther's, giving him a light pat on his elbow. "My what a lovely trainer and her pokemon. You two go together nicely." She ignored the Ninetail's snooty look.

Blossom also gave a bow from her haunches, weighed down by her bulb. The scent of her sun soaked bud lightly perfumed the air around them. The Ivysaur grinned at the fire pokemon, oblivious of it's thoughts.