Rosadel smiled as she took the other beings hand then she felt the ghostly flitterrat land on her shoulder. She looked curiously at it and then back at the red being with the mustache. She smiled "Yes it is very nice." She said in a friendly cheerful tone. It was fun to dance with random beings no names, no expectations, free fun and folly merriment. It was a delightful time Rosadel was very impressed by the affair. Rosadel's ears moved about in a relaxed happy expression of her feelings she hardly noticed she had actually smiled, perhaps living in the below had rubbed off on her.
Esther picked up the lovely galaxy plushie she pushed its little light up tummy. "Your work is splendid," She said to the junior she thanked them again. Then she went off to see if there was anyone she could dance with. She looked around at the other beings in their masks, ones playing games and those going out back to pet familiars. Esther hoped she would find some familiars at the party that would be nice, someone to keep her company at work. It was rather quiet when you spent your time working on the dead preparing them for their final rest.
The surprise of an unknown person coming up to her and blurting out a compliment about her mask had Aleanette stunned for a moment. She blinked a few times as she watched a green tail disappear into the crowd. Immediately, she began to make her way after the stranger but quickly became lost in the crowds about her. Turning about in circles, she stood on her toes, still trying to spot the purple adorned stranger that had complimented her and ran. “How odd…” She murmured to herself, turning once more. A break in the crowd caught her another glimpse of purple and green and she pushed forward, smiling brightly when she caught sight of the hit and runner. “Excuse me? Hi, uhm.. I just wanted to say thank you. For earlier.” She paused, fidgeting slightly before she continued, “I really like yours too.”
Syblia chuckled as they watched their fey hybrid sister take off into the crowd after being spoken at. With a smile, they strolled over to a table and took a seat to observe and play with the flitterat that had claimed them as theirs. They were engaged in a heated game of tablecloth hide and seek when a greenish cockatriel came charging toward them. The flitterat squeaked and jumped onto their lap while the bird stopped at their feet, spreading its wings with a squawk. “Oh no, little guy!” They reprimanded the bird, “You can't snack on anything here.”
The chimera turned as someone spoke, a smile touching his lips as the woman complimented him, “No, but a friend’s sister did.” His gaze flickered over her, noting the tell tale signs of her involvement in the disaster a year ago. The sight didn't bother him. If anything, it earned her his immediate undying respect. “Yours is pretty neat, too. You do that?” He lifted a hand to motion to her mask that brightened the black against her colouring pleasingly.
“Oh!” Mbizi gasped in shock as someone spoke to him. Having been pulled into a rather one sided conversation with nezubat perched on his shoulder, he hadn't seen them coming. The silvery stranger brought a smile from him. “Oh thank you! My sister and I made it. She's wonderful with a brush.” He looked around for a moment to try and point her out, but she was gone. “Anyway… I really like your outfit. You're definitely shining brighter than anyone here.”
Having the cheery vespercat helped nearby helped her feel less alone and less nervous. She smiled down at the friendly creature and walked near the refreshments when she felt something zoom under her dress and out quickly. She shrieked in surprise only to see a black and white nezubat fly up before her and twirl around before flying around her in circles. "Hmph! Cheeky little thing.....but you look so happy." It was dancing and she couldn't help but smile, giggling at the little thing's antics now.
She hugged her plushie and grinned as the belly glowed; it was so cute! Apparently she wasn't the only one becaus she felt something small crawling up her coat tails to her shoulder. She glanced to the side to see a little flitterat on her shoulder, twitching its whiskers as it looked at the glowing plushie curiously. "Well, aren't you cute! Wanna ride with me for a while?"
Mala: - 9 You see a stranger with the coolest mask. Find someone who is not currently interacting with someone else and give them a compliment!
There was quite a variety of people here and masks and costumes and outfits and.....wow, it was starting to spin her head a little. She half expected to run into her nephew at some point, not like she'd recognize him, but it seemed like most people were filing in over time. There were quite an array of elaborate masks but it was nice to see someone with a similarly somewhat simple idea as her own. She moved over towards the bellydancer and lightly tapped her shoulder to get her attention. "I love what you're wearing. It's nice to see I'm not the only one who thought of something like a veil." The aetherjelly floated behind her in little dips and weaves.
The ghostly litch was smiling as they walked about and started taking candid pictures of the other attendees. They were going to make a wonderful album of these! They were looking through their lens to find a new subject when they suddenly smelled.....candy corn? They followed the scent and tilted the lens down to see a brightly colored fennekit at their feet, wagging its fluffy tail. "Aaaaww, hey there little guy!" They knelt down and scritched behind the cute familiar's ears; it was so soft!
The young hybrid was a little apprehensive of coming to the ball but hearing so many of the others in the dorm planning their outfits had gotten them curious. They had decided to give it a try in the end and now they walked in wearing a knee-length dress that looked tattered and patchworked but shimmery. They wore similar-looking striped stockings and wore a half-face mask that also matched the patchwork look. An old, patchwork doll here for a dance. They smiled a little as they admired the decorations and suddenly felt something bump into their leg hard and curl around it. Looking down they saw a vespercat looking absolutely terrified, frowning a bit at the poor thing's state. They reached down and lightly pet its head, trying to calm it down and reassure it somehow. Perhaps they'd better keep an eye on it for now...
Thoth had received the love letter with its air of mystery, but he recognized his boyfriend's handwriting and certainly wanted to accept. But, he was nervous, excited by nervous. He never did well in large group settings, and as much as he wanted Fem Thoth's courage and strength, he was focusing almost all of his energy in keeping that side of themself locked away.
So it was that he searched high and low for the mask he wanted. He had a very clear idea, but he couldn't seem to find it anywhere. There wasn't time to order one, and the day of the Masquerade was drawing ever closer.
Panicked and still mask-less, Thoth woke up in late morning the day of the event feeling like he was going to throw up. I can't do this. I can't go without a mask. I can't disappoint Frost, but I can't simply... but his train of thought stuttered as he noticed a large box sitting on his desk.
Curious, he rose, padding over to it, and gingerly lifted the lid.
A note sat on the tissue written in Fem Thoth's ungainly scrawl: Go get 'im, Tiger
Baffled, Thoth lifted the tissue to find a mask underneath. The very one he'd been dreaming of and imagining for weeks. Whether he'd been dreaming what Fem Thoth had been building, or whether she had built what he had dreamed, he couldn't say. But, either way, here it was: made of cardboard and plaster and gold leaf foil...with a crest that would sit on his shoulders and a long curved beak, a mask in gold and black and lapis blue in the style of a forgotten deity from lost folklore.
His nerves settling, Thoth slipped the mask over his head, the cardboard frame balancing on his horns, and hurried to the Masquerade.
He had needed to take the mask off and put it back on, a half-dozen times to safely navigate his way there, but rushing up to the hall, he'd caught sight of a delicate snowy figure and stopped short. Fitting his mask back over his head, Thoth took deep breaths to steady his hammering heart. Act cool, came Fem Thoth's voice. Thoth didn't know what or how that meant to act, but he managed to approach without bumping into any of the milling party-goers, and that, in his books, was a win.
"Good evening," he greeted, his warbling voice echoing yet muffled inside the cardboard.
Frost's golden eyes had been focused on the approaching crowd, watching each individual pass him, keeping his senses primed for any sign of his boyfriend. As the minutes ticked by, the nervous pit in Frost's stomach only deepened. The nausea was nigh unbearable, and Frost was convinced that Thoth wasn't coming. Just as Frost was about to give up and retire home to ponder what went wrong, a familiar splash of colour became visible through the eye slits in his mask. Frost could recognize that blue and orange tiger-striped imp tail anywhere. It wasn't just the boy's colourings and markings that made him stand out against the backwash of unfamiliar figures, but the way the young teen held themselves.
Oh.
It dawned on Frost that Thoth and him knew each other quite intimately. If Frost could recognize his beau from the way they moved and held themselves, it was likely that Thoth knew the handwriting was Frost's own the instant the boy opened the later.
As the distance between Frost and Thoth closed, and his sweetheart spoke softly to him, Frost felt the heat creeping in to his cheeks, colouring them a purple hue beneath his statue-esque mask.
"Good evening ... !"#9bb7ce] Frost bowed low. "I am so pleased that you decided to come ... " Frost stood tall once more, eyes the colour of liquid gold shining with warmth beneath his mask, glowing softly in the darkness.
"That is wonderful, I'm Sally and thank you." She hadn't been overly sure about the dress, it was a bit more showy then she would usually wear. Better then most of the ones she had seen though. Glitter and Sequins and lace and the colors. She smoothed down the feathers on her hands in a bit of a nervous habit.
"Ooh, a junior was handing them out," She moved it forward, giving a bashful chuckle. "It not really my usual style but it is rather cute isn't it?" She smiled. "So, I'm feminine pronouns, and you? So I don't make a mistake."
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"My name's Eirian. I usually prefer they/them," Eirian said. "It's nice to meet you."
They watched Sally bring out the plushie and nodded. "It certainly has a striking design," Eirian commented with a quiet chuckle.They stared at the doll a bit more before looking back at Sally. "Yet somehow it deserves the title of 'cute'. Maybe it's because I can relate to it." Eirian winked their third eye before laughing again. Hopefully that didn't spook Sally.
Seemingly out of no where a junior in a yellow tux came up and held out a bottle of something. The kid seemed rather adament about Eirian taking it. "Um... Thank you?" Eirian said while grabbing the bottle. As the stranger left they looked at Sally and shrugged. "Any idea what this is?" They swirled the bottle to slosh the liquid in question around.
Juliette was still trying to get her footing, so to speak, when a flitterat landed on her shoulder. Her first instinct was to flinch. She was glad she didn't when she noticed how cute it looked while trying to stay atop her shoulder. "Hello," she said rather hesitantly. The flitterat seemed to give her a once over before starting to clean its face. Juliette could feel her heart twinge with delight at the sight. "Would you like to be my companion tonight," she asked in a whisper, feeling a bit silly. The flitterat gave an equaling soft squeak in return. "I'll take that as a yes."
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The music was a bit slower than her usual taste, but Dara still found herself spinning happily through the crowd. She found partner after partner but never stayed more than a song. When she finally felt tired she made her way to the food table. Apparently, she was lost as she found herself at a table full of plushies. "These are adorable," she said cried out in delight. The junior maning the table indicated she could take one so she picked the one that would remind her the most of this event. "Thank you~" Before she left, Dara asked for directions to the punch and b-lined for it.
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The pile was high. Really high. But somehow no matter where people grabbed a plushie from, it didn't tumble. It definitely caught Frederick's eye and despite not being one for such toys, he decided to pick one up. It seemed to be waiting for him.
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Arthur found the fortune telling to be rather interesting. He would have to keep his eye out the sort of signs he was warned about. While deep in thought, Arthur suddenly heard a vespercat cry out in pain. From his feet. "Oh no!"
Arthur knelt down toward the rather angry looking creature. He held out a hand tentatively, feeling really bad about what he'd done. "I'm really sorry." The vespercat turn her head away. "I didn't mean to hurt you." She began licking her tail tenderly and pointedly ignoring Arthur. "...Would it make it better if I got you a treat?" This perked the vespercat's ears, but she still didn't look at Arthur. She did pause in her wound care, however. Arthur got up quickly before shouting back, "Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back with food!"
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Seren was done trying to grab an apple he definitely wasn't going to get. His mask was now seen as a bit of a mistake, but he tried not to regret his choice. Plus, it's not like the apples were the only source of food. Seren made his way to the banquet table in hopes of filling his belly. While there he spotted across the way someone with a really beautiful mask. Unable to help himself, he shouted their way, "I love your mask!" He beamed at them before continuing his task.
"Pleasure to meet you Eirian, and thank you." Sally gave an easy smile. "Ooh, I hadn't notice but it is rather charming on you. I was rather distracted by your hair, truthfully." She knew there was Hallowed she had not met many or perhaps she had met some and just never knew.
"Ooh, not at all. But it is rather pretty isn't it? They must be handing out party favors and other small prizes." Sally, looked at the swirling liquid. "Perhaps you can drink it."
She paused, looking at Nicolae. "Isn't that a Professor? Nicolae! I like your outfit!" she called out.
Amber stepped away from her booth with her plushies for a very special night. she left a friend in charge of continuing to give out the plushies she had made. with her pumpkin mask on and her black sleek ball gown on adorned in a spider web and very few fills. Few seemed not to care for her plushies but that didn't bother her. she was just happy she could get them out into the world to those who loved them. she looked about waiting outside the ball, her hair down draped over her shoulders, arms crossed while she patiently waited for her special someone. she felt embraced as she was a little out of her comfort zone wearing a dress of all things.
She fiddled with a full bottle of who knows what, another junior had given to her as she was exiting the area to wait for treat tucking away the bottle in a side bag for now.
He walked up to the ball his lovely lady arm and arm with him. he fixed his suite and skull mask as he gazed at his lovely lady. it was the first time he would be able to take part in such an event especially now that he had a special someone whom he adored greatly. "what shall we do first my lovely lady" he asked running his finger beneath her chin with a smile beneath his mask. it was hard for him to take his eyes off her, she was Stunning as always.
With the brightest of smiles as they walked into the room where the masquerade ball was being held, Popple looked up at her boyfriend with such fondness. He looked so handsome and proud to show her off as they walked arm in arm. The gentle touch of his caused her to tilt her head up, beaming happily at him from behind her mask. "You lead, I follow, handsome~"
Suhail had been a little iffy about attending a Masquerade Ball for Haunted Hallows; getting all dressed up made him feel a little self conscious. Then again, if he was going to be wearing a mask, maybe no one would know it was him. The idea of getting to see everyone dressed in finery tickled his fancy, so he put on his best suit (it still fit! yay!) and made his way to the ball. On the way, he picked up a golden mask shaped like a crescent moon.
While he was getting settled at his table, he felt something skitter across his foot, making him jump (which made him feel very silly). He looked down, and a Flitterat with a ghostly palette was staring up at him. "You want food too?" he asked the familiar, and picked the little rodent up. If parties had anything, they had to have food... right?
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Amber stepped away from her booth with her plushies for a very special night. she left a friend in charge of continuing to give out the plushies she had made. with her pumpkin mask on and her black sleek ball gown on adorned in a spider web and very few fills. Few seemed not to care for her plushies but that didn't bother her. she was just happy she could get them out into the world to those who loved them. she looked about waiting outside the ball, her hair down draped over her shoulders, arms crossed while she patiently waited for her special someone. she felt embraced as she was a little out of her comfort zone wearing a dress of all things.
