[h3]Mayt Marris - Crocus[/h3]Mayt grumbled to himself as he finally pulled his brand new nice overcoat over the cast on his arm. This was the final thing he needed to put on before he could head to the ball. He glanced over at the floor at the base of the bed he had been given where the scabbard of his sword lay. The blade itself had been nowhere to be found after the explosion, which had left Mayt somewhat distraught. It had been given to him by his parents, not to mention he felt like some part of him was missing when he didn't have it with him. He decided that sometime either during or after the ball he would mention its disappearance to Jamie in hopes that she would have the resources and time to help him find it.

He straightened his tie again in the little mirror he had before finally going to the door of the room, opening it, and stepping out into the hall. Finding it empty, he started towards the stairs at a melancholy pace. One of his legs had been injured too, but he felt bad at asking someone to move out of their room just to accommodate him, and so he limped down the stairs slowly. Before too long he was back down in the lobby, and headed towards the door. He hesitated for a long moment when he noticed Marlene and Bullet, his eyes mostly remaining on the more female of the two. He breathed out slowly before finally yanking his eyes away and starting towards the door, trying to minimize his limp. He doubted staring at someone else's date for too long would end well, even if basically everyone at the ball was going to be staring at her later anyway.

[@Leslie Hall][@Lmpkio]