[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/OEh1rTU.png[/img][color=9AF781][h1]Lord Leo Smithwood[/h1]
Time: Evening
Location: Masquerade Ball: Damien Estate
Interactions: Charlotte [@Princess], Fritz/Riona [@JJ Doe], Mr.V [@samreaper], Cassius [@PapaOso], Nahir [@Rodiak]
Daily Misfortune: An annoyingly high-pitched voice and random fits of laughter.
Predictable Costume: [url=https://i.imgur.com/tLePxA5.jpg]Leo the Lion[/url][/color][/center]
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[color=CBCBCB]The bastard was a grating presence, entirely unfocused on the task at hand - his missing watch! Instead, Cassius was [i]flirting[/i] with Charlotte, and it seemed Lottie couldn’t get away from the spawn of the dreadful count fast enough. Leo wasn’t the least bit surprised; Lottie had wits enough to see through the game house Damien was clearly playing at. 

[color=9354FF]“Lord Damien, I feel left out. Will you not tell us how beautiful and strong we are too?”[/color] 

And now Hendrix was teasing Cassius. As amusing as this mismatched love triangle might be on a different night, Leo currently found it infuriating. 
 
[color=9354FF]“Surely you’ve noticed how this distinguished gentleman would be the heart of any pride?”[/color]

Leo’s eyes focused on Frtiz, a look of deep annoyance as the lid of his left eye twitched. For a brief moment, Leo was content that at least one other person here took the matter seriously as Lottie took her leave to focus on the case of the missing watch. Leo too, was more than ready to leave and continue the search so that Hendrix and Cassius could entertain each other without him. 

Only to catch a glimpse of Charlotte speaking with a woman in an owl mask who wore not a hint of orange. Sure, Leo understood the desire to get as far away from Cassius as one could, but surely his having been recently robbed should matter a hair more than a social call. It seemed Sorian was no different than Stravy in that Leo’s problems would be his own to solve. 

[color=DAF6C7]“What lovely shoes,”[/color]

Another grating voice joined in to further steer the conversation towards frivolity. Did he look like he wanted to chat about his, admittedly glorious, slippers right now! 

[color=DAF6C7]“Lord Leo Smithwood! I’ve heard so much about you.”[/color]

[color=B8FC03]“Do I-”[/color] He stopped as soon as he saw the brilliant flash of orange. His tone relaxed. Not only due to the possibility that this orange woman may have his watch but she was also accompanied by Shehzadi Nahir. Now was not the time to be so overtly agitated. He returned her cursty with a full and proper bow to her and Nahir. 

[color=B8FC03]“Shehzadi, a pleasure as always."[/color] He greeted the royal first while forcing a smile beneath the mask, making his tone sound far friendlier than it had been. 

[color=B8FC03]“Good Evening, Lady, are you maybe missing this bracelet?”[/color] With a calm hand he picked the item back up off the table and gingerly held it out for the woman to inspect. [color=B8FC03]“Someone stole my pocketwatch and left this in its place. I’m not accusing you, of course, but I would be deeply grateful if you wouldn’t mind checking to see if the same tom-foolery was not done to you.”[/color][/color]