WHO: Everyone not under the cat curse who answered
the invitationWHAT: The Masquerade Ball!
WHERE: One of the mansions in the housing district.
WHEN: Day 72; 8pm-midnight
EVENT - THE MASQUERADE BALL
(
My Methodist grandmother said that dancing was adultery set to music. )
"Hiruma can be a little hard to get along with until you know that he's so much better than most people think," she told the girl, expression warm. "But you and I both know that, right?"
Very kind to her? Okay, so maybe he was good with kids. She'd ask him about it later.
"Of course! It's no problem, I hope you have a ton of fun, too!" she said, grinning before waving to both her and Sena as they made their respective departures, returning her attention to Hisanori.
"Of course not," Claire reassured him, giving him a dismissive smile. Really, it was probably his comment about formality, as well as a slight warning to Hiruma. If Claire was going to go to those lengths 'introducing' someone to him, it had to mean something.
She looked back into the direction of Max, sending her a pointed glare as if to say less talking, more dancing. Honestly. Nodding at Hiruma's comment, she bit her lip.
If Hisanori was making her feel just that little bit more on edge and uncomfortable, it probably didn't show. If anything, it made her look tired, which was more than passable, given that she'd put all this together and put up with Max all day to boot.
"We're nothing special," she said, shrugging it off as if she meant it. "And people do love to gossip. But-- yes," she went on absently, "I do hope you're having fun? Or did you just get here?"
As if she hadn't seen him walk in. Better to look like less than one really was.
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"Even though anything between you beyond what's right in front of us right now is just gossip," he loved gossip, "You've done a great job coordinating. You match very nicely." Matching. Like his and Himura's flawless poker faces. This was like having to deal with a younger and significantly less round version of his former boss.
"Oh, and I've only just arrived." Wasn't it obvious? Out of anyone except maybe the guards, the hostess of the event should have been able to keep track of who entered and left.
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He faintly wondered who would crack first.
"Kekeke," the tail of his costume swished in a sort of pleased manner. How HAD he rigged it to do that? Oh well, a question for another day.
"Ah, well, I hope you have some fun or whatever, then! Kinda hard to keep track of the comings and goings when you have to make small talk." A low blow? perhaps.
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But really, this guy was far worse than Hiruma on the all smiles and no frowns basis. At least Hiruma had other facial expressions.
This guy didn't.
"Oh thank you." Gossip. She wondered what exactly he was referring to in terms of the two of them and what people were saying, but it wasn't as if it mattered particularly.
Nodding to Hiruma's comment, she smiled over at him before nodding her regards to Hisanori.
It was still going to be a long night.
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The more he heard Hiruma speak, the more he was determined that there probably was more to their relationship than what they were willing to admit. Really, why would a proper hostess select someone so... rough around the edges to accompany her if there wasn't something more to it? Whether it was relationship related or not, there was definitely something there. He needed more hints to put his finger on the exact nature of it, and it was obvious that this wasn't the right time to collect those hints.
Rough around the edges indeed. Feigning a sudden realization, his hands removed themselves from their usual position behind his back and made their way to his sides. It was about the most dramatic movement he had made since he showed up. "Oh dear," he started quietly as if talking to himself but quickly gained volume, "I hadn't meant to prevent you from keeping track of things." Actually, that was a lie. "I'll be on my way, then."
With that, he gave the slightest wave of a hand, turned, and began to stalk off. It hadn't been a completely unproductive conversation, but it could have gone better. No matter how things were going, it's not like he had anything but a look of slightly creepy satisfaction painted on his face.
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Hiruma simply waved a little, then sneered when he was positive that Hisanori was out of earshot and out of view. He then turned to Claire,
"Well, he's someone to look out for."
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"And he never stops smiling," she added, looking up at Hiruma. "Literally. It creeps me out."
It was then that, looking at the time, she figured it was overdue that she drag him on for a dance, but he'd probably seen that coming either way.
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