Quatre [ Masquerade ]

[le_vindicatif]

[It is now the evening of the Masquerade, and the hour has struck. The whole of Château de Monte Cristo is alight and stands out like fire in the evening darkness. The doors are guarded by two stewards who hold lists and commands from the Count himself. Inside, servers buzz throughout the mingling crowd holding silver trays of delightful and rather

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[blondwargoddess]

[The only reason why Rachel was late, was mostly because of the boy she dragged along with her. Her costume of choice was a black bear, the mask elegant and detailed, and clinging to her slender form is a black dress with matching accessories and gloves that passed her elbows. Certainly, she knew how to dress, being a self proclaimed fashion expert.]

Come on! There's not even a lot of people here yet! [Through gritted teeth as she tugged along.]

[notachickenhawk]

[This was definitely not Tobias' element. He hated being on the ground, being blind, being deaf. He missed the sky already. Of course, he had no idea what was fashionable, so he let Rachel pick for him. Which may or may not have been a good idea, but at least he was in something fancy. He wore a plain black tuxedo, with a shaped mask on his face. Russet feathers peeked out the side. Red-tailed hawk, of course.]

I came with you, didn't I?

[blondwargoddess]

[Rachel understood how uncomfortable it must have been, being as she's been in eagle morph and the senses are very different. Of course, it wasn't permanent, and Tobias could live with it for about an hour or so. Besides, it wasn't every day they got to go out on dates do normal things, and the city was becoming really boring.]

It doesn't count until we step inside.

[notachickenhawk]

[He sighed.]

Fine, fine. Let's go inside. [He didn't look thrilled at the idea, being in an enclosed space, but it was for Rachel. He'd do it. For her.

...But only for her.]

[blondwargoddess]

[She took his hand in hers at the acceptance and lead him inside with less dragging action, speaking briefly to the count and offering thanks at the invitation in the process. Yes, she had manners. The place was glorious, and Rachel couldn't help but look around at the surroundings and all the other costumes.

She was going to end up owing Tobias for this a lot, but for now.. she'd enjoy it while she could.]

[notachickenhawk]

[Tobias at least said hello to the Count, and looked around at the people inside. He had to remember not to stare holes through them, he didn't need to focus so hard while he wasn't in hawk form. He tried to relax a bit.]

The costumes are pretty cool.

[blondwargoddess]

Yeah, they are...

[Overly critical, but she was definitely happy with her choices for herself and Tobias. The buffet table was glanced over briefly, but.. her 'date' probably wasn't concerned with that, and she wasn't all that hungry anyway.]

Come on, let's dance. [And she'll lead him to the dance floor. Not that he has much of a say in the matter.]

[notachickenhawk]

[And... being lead over to the dance floor. Yes. Dancing. He can do this. That foot goes... there... and his arm goes around her waist, and... yeah. He can do this.]

[He dances with her a bit, trying not to look around too much. This is okay. This is normal. ...Who is he kidding, he doesn't do normal.]