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Clap clap clap, "that was a good show 'steve', but you are an impostor!" In steps a man dressed in a special ops outfit. Yes, his body was clad in black, he had green glowing goggles, and a fuzzy tail ball like a bunny..wait fuzzy tail? Nah just imagining things. Anywho, he seemed to have a sidekick who was sitting up on his shoulder, he too was wearing a very special outfit.. er he was a hamster so he couldn't wear the normal special ops outfits suited for L33T Catalyst people like Steve, but Boo found himself his own awesome suit, and was armed tooth and nail pointing their guns at the impostor.

"No you found me out!"

"Yes...Mr. Bond, we have found you, and although we are pleased that a top secret agent like yourself liked to crash in on this party, and pose as me..." he smiled, "which is quite flattering, I still must say you are not on the list. So, sorry you must leave!"

The impostor...er Mr. Bond, got up and started to walk off, looks like he was sad, because the party was about to hit it off big.

"Hey guys, looks like my chest is starting to feel a bit better, or at least the best it'll be tonight, so time to put the night on the show...er... not sure if it goes that way." Either way, he didn't really care, it was time for the show to be put on the thing it is going to be put on!

Quickly he jumped to the big red button that said RAVE, and slammed it hard.

Immediately the room darkened, the music louden, bass thumping, and lights flashing, and guess what? Best thing of all, Glow Sticks! Boo and Steve hurried and grabbed a few that were laying next to the punch bowl, and started a sword fight!

Serena watched the bazaar little show that had turned just a tadly bit too strange for her to even bother trying to figure out. Listening to Steve she couldn't help but chuckle. He really need to learn his sayings before trying to spout them.

Seeing the glow stick sword fight peaked her curiosity. She slipped from her chair, holding Sketchy in one arm as she moved across the room toward the table where said glow sticks could be found. She quickly picks one up and gives it a crack and shake before a purple glow begins to emanate. "Awesome! A purple one!" She says waving it around to get it to glow a bit brighter.

"Stockings!" Jessi fell over midanswer and toppled on the floor. She'd sacrificed her own stockings to make the might shiny claymore. The pommel was her made from her ite.

"You might be able to put yours together with shoe laces!"

Well after several attempts of attempting to build a mighty weapon out of glowsticks, steve thought of something ingenious! "I have daggers! Tons of daggers," he pointed at the blue ones, "those are mythril," pointed at the green ones, "those are adamantium..." and he pointed at the rest, "those are stuff I am too lazy to name!" He boasted them proudly, he had many of them, and he was not afraid to use them.

Of course could daggers really go against staffs and a claymore? Hmm probably not, but he had his Boo who could act like his shield and he... wait act like his shield? Sorry but Boo was more important that that, no he would be the shield and boo would be the attacker! Of course, just as he developed a plan, a great song came on, and he couldn't help but start dancing to it, swinging his glow stick around crazy like.

Serena slides over to the DJ Station pulling out a CD from her other back pocket, while she holds the glow stick staff and Sketchy in her other arm. She slides it into the disc changer and quickly presses one of the buttons. After moment the song changes to a Captain Jack song, which had a quick heavy beat just meant for dancing. "Not sure if it really Rave enough but... it seems close enough to me," she murmurs moving to the beat, but not really dancing.

She taps her foot and holds the glow stick staff like it might actually be holding her up. Sketchy is tucked into the fold of her arm, held secure so there would be no chance of dropping him.

Serena glances over seeing the rather interesting glow stick weapon destruction. She has to wonder if Jess is okay in that pile. "Well... I wouldn't say I know him all that well... but of what I do know... he's pretty..." She couldn't even think of the right word as hard as she tried.

Rave? Now that was always a good thing, there's always a need for some loud booming music. Yes indeed, nothing like satisfying the old eardrums like making them work overtime in the old nightly office.

Well without thinking about dressing up too much for the ball, since his old suit and tie worked for everything, he came in exactly with that. Not too shabby if he said so himself.

Walking into the room, the way he did it looked like he was a man of importance, perhaps he was, but thena gain he should be. His operative "Steve", better known as Mr. Bond, spotted Sketchy, and now he was here to save it, and dance! Yes Dance indeed!

Quickly he slid across the floor and sprang his fingers out in a shooting motion as if he was an agent, and he moved his hips to the music, firing his hands up in the air, "Yeaho!-" His eyes turned to everyone, and quickly he adjusted his tie, "Sorry for the um...ah who cares this is the ball! We're all here as ourselves having fun!" He smile happily and pulled out a paper, "guess what everone? 5000 plus posts, and 100 plus posts in this ball! That is spectacular! And all of this couldn't have been done without you, and I am so happy to be able to attend this celebration ball that... dear... sketchy.." a tear shed from his face, "help me uncover..."

Would he see Sketchy from Serena? Well here's the thing, he is a reporter, a detective in a sense, and he, unlike many others, wouldn't mind looking back posts and finding out through things he shouldn't know, that Serena did in fact have sketchy, so he looked over to her, a ravashing woman yes, but there was something that caught his eye, "Sketchy!"

Well Charles definitely kept his eye on the prize, there was no way he was going to let Sketchy go, no not tonight, the night of such celebration, so he asked as nicely as he could, "Please Serena, may I have this dance with my friend?" Part of him feared she might say no? What then? How could he take her on, the one who wields the staff? Well if he needed to he'd probably create his own item, anything to get back sketchy.

Of course he couldn't help but wonder if she was smiling or not, very odd indeed.