[color=fff000][b]Carrie[/b][/color]
[@Oblivion666]

Carrie glanced over at Zephyr, unsuprised to see him. She shifted and sighed wearily. While Zephyr was annoying, he was nevertheless genuine, and that went far. [color=fff200]"And what happens if a fight breaks out between guilds? Its not so much outside forces I'm worried about, but grudges developed in the games coming back to bite me in the ass. I never wanted the games to go ahead to begin with"[/color] Glancing at the guards once more, she sighed again.  

[color=fff000]"The other council members are too young, too inexperinced, I'm all that's left to make sure the Council has the upstandingit should have, and I won't let a scandal at the ball be my undoing"[/color]

there had already been too much, and Carrie had been dealing with quite a bit of backlash, mainly about damage to the streets and buildings, when it had been assured there wouldn't be any. That had certainly been fun to try and explain. And then there was a few other things. [color=fff000]"What would you have me do, Zephyr? Let the guilds kill themselves and walk away? I can't. I have to do what I can to bring the council back to where it was, before Kali put her black paws over it"[/color]

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[color=6ecff6][b]Sasha[/b][/color]
[@YipeeXD]

Sasha frowned, but nodded, curling her fingers around Lazarus's, and leadding the way to the ball. She had something else she wanted to talk about, but figured that could wait now. Maybe it would be nice to just...enjoy things, but...she couldn't help the worry she still felt at Lazarus's body-double being out there, waiting to kill him. As they walked to the ball, she kept her senses open, just in case. Reaching the ball, it was quite a relief to see the guards, and know that the rest of the guild was there. Nothing could happen, right?

She let out a slow breath, looking over the gathering mages, it did unnerve her to see so many potential threats, but hopefully everyone would just be enjoying the chance to relax and have fun, after the hard week the games had been. She herself was still healing from the battles she'd be in, but most of her injuries were covered, the bruises hidden, and rather then the weariness she wwas sure covered her features, she had spent the time to quickly put on make-up. Which she detested, but what had to be had to be. 

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[b][color=f7941d]Jamie[/color][/b]

Jamie was well aware that Amelia was still nervous, and if she could have, Jamie would have matched her appearance somewhat to Amelia's, but unable to do that as she still recovered from the loss of her stored shapes, Jamie would do ll she could to make sure Amelia had a good night. 

As they arrived, Jamie went to grab Sam's hand, but the young girl had, it seemed, anticipted this, and jumped out the way, and with a child like laugh, darted to the sweets. [color=f7941d]"Sam"[/color]