Masquerade~

[wherzmabutler]

Characters: wherezmabutler and YOU VATHEON
Location: A randomly set up ballroom in the lower district. THAT'S SUPER WELL LIT.
Time: Around 8:00 PM
Style: Whichever? I'll follow.
Status: OPEN~~~~

[For those that paid attention to the masked person on the SFC this past week, you should be receiving a text around 7:47--a change in location. Upon approaching this

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[sweeperpartner]

[Sven had no intentions of attending this himself, but he couldn't turn his shoulder from it either. Lurking in the depth of who knows where, outside of the designated building he would watch from a distance should something happen. If this was meant to lure out the killer, then he had a bad feeling about it.]

[saythesnakes]

[Careful now, Sven. There are eyes on you.

If he listens, he may be able to hear the subtle sound of scales near him. Out in the street steps a young man. It's hard to make out his features. Unlike some others, he wears a full mask, with a hood that goes up to hide his hair. His throat and hands are covered beneath the neat suit he wears, and he's looking around as if listening to someone.]

[sweeperpartner]

[Sven already knew he was there, generally he would proceed to act oblivious to it. The fact of the matter was, he was aware of you and tracking you carefully while continuing to watch the building from the distance.

Violence wont be necessary will it?]

[saythesnakes]

[Unfortunately, Snake isn't quite as trusting as most people. Especially here, considering he's already died once. So after a moment of listening to the perimeter guards- all his snake companions- he finally raises a hand and gestures for the stranger to come down.

He'd rather not have trouble start here.]

[lunateclock]

[He...isn't one to hide behind a mask--the irony is a little hilarious, though, he thinks--but he had to come here. After all...he has to find out more about the person who murdered Selphie. And so, with a simple, blank blue mask, more for show than anything (because he is rather sure his blue hair and slouched posture would out him easily to anyone who knew him), he enters and proceeds to look around, hands in his pockets and seemingly at ease.

...He just wants to know. And he wants to be on hand in case...something happens.]

[dystopiadreams]

*Selphie, in her purple mask and dress, for once could be easily hidden and ignored - her presence in the room is so small compared to how she usually is. Sure enough, she spots Minato and immediately wants to talk to him. Instead, she just slowly but surely edges closer*

[lunateclock]

[He doesn't notice at first, hands tucked into his pockets and expression hidden by the mask (but probably his usual lineface).

...

And then he catches her approaching out of the corner of his eye and blinks, turning to look at her.]

[dystopiadreams]

*Definitely sure that it was him, Selphie moved steadily closer, standing by his side*

You shouldn't be here...

*Her voice was a whisper, but urgent*

[to_takamagahara]

[I think we fail at the whole anonymous thing.

But! Solving mysteries? COUNT HER IN. She's gonna help hunt for suspicious fellows no matter what!]

[wherzmabutler]

[Oh! He'd seen this puppy around before...]

I hadn't expected you to show... [At least she wasn't a cat. ._.]

[to_takamagahara]

Arf!

[She "grins", panting. She wants in on this hunt, bro.]

[wherzmabutler]

[Then she's more than welcome. Especially considering no one knows how to injure this thing...]

Do make yourself comfortable. I should hope we get some information to defeat this beast this evening.

[dystopiadreams]

*Selphie entered, incredibly timid in a purple mask that matched her purple dress - as unlike herself as she could possibly find. She had felt the need for proper disguise. Her body language is so unlike herself that it's likely that she may not be noticed as herself at all - at the edge of all the goings on, standing with shaky apprehension*

[saythesnakes]

[Selphie may not look or act herself, but it's hard to fool other senses like, oh... taste and smell. Hidden in his sleeve, Keates alerts Snake to her presence. The footman takes his time, however, gathering some food from the sidelines before he slips over to her.

There's nothing physically that would alert anyone to his true identity. Snake is covered from head to toe. His mask reveals nothing, and there's a hood that falls over his head to hide his hair. The cloak only covers one half of his body- the part where Keates hides in his sleeve. Really, it feels like a strange combination of his circus outfit and his footman attire. Strange, but... elegant. Formal.

He bows before her, offering some small refreshments. Nothing that would disturb the big meal.]

[dystopiadreams]

*Selphie doesn't notice him until he bows and offers the refreshments. She takes something with a shaky hand and just looks at it through her mask. Something's not quite right, and she glances over the figure carefully. There's something...familiar. It couldn't be...Snake? She just holds her breath, breaking her food in half*

[saythesnakes]

[Worried by the reaction, he carefully reaches over to brush their hands together, using his arm that's hidden by the cloak. Within his sleeve, Keates pokes out just enough to have his tongue dart out against her fingers.

Hopefully that's enough.]

[xblood_lusting]

[ And of course, the doc's here. In a sheer fit of irony, he's decided to go in all black. Black suit, black shoes, black mask which is a simple Phantom of the Opera style one.

He tried to mask his presence best he can, making sure to cover any trace of dark energy he could give off. After all...

creeper be creepin. ]

[wherzmabutler]

[An interesting selection of fashion, to say the least...]

Welcome. I trust you're here for the information regarding this... beast.

[xblood_lusting]

[ It was hard to put together considering all the white he had in his wardrobe. ]

That I am. I would hazard a guess that you're the one we would refer to as our most gracious host?

threadjacking! hope you all don't miiiind xD

[redeyedbutler]

[A tall butler, before mingling within the crowd, approached the boy and the doctor. He bows to them both]

Good evening, [turning to the boy] My Lord. [Then turning to look at the doctor] My Master has put quite an effort to make this establishment run smoothly. I do hope you're enjoying yourself, sir.

[He then turns back to the boy he addressed as "master" and speaks quietly.] My Lord, who is this man? Should he be pressed for information?