[color=82ca9d][center][h3]Kazuma[/h3][/center][/color]
[center][b]8:15pm, Jonai's Masquerade Ball[/b][/center]
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The party started at 8pm. Kazuma arrived at 8:15. He didn't like being late, but he felt that it was acceptable to be late to a party when he wasn't going to with anyone. Some people had given him weird looks on the way to the party, since [url=http://image.rakuten.co.jp/kimono-kyoukomati/cabinet/00670304/200222371.jpg]his[/url] [url=http://orig10.deviantart.net/6eed/f/2011/126/b/1/kitsune_mask_1_by_mishutka-d3fpd5a.jpg]outfit[/url] was a little on the strange side. They seemed more like festival clothes rather than formal wear, but this was as formal as he could get. He didn't have a suit nor did he have a proper eyemask that most people wear to these parties.

After showing his ticket to the reception, he walked into the large room. There were quite a few people here already. Normally he'd start to feel a little ill and uncomfortable, but there was enough space for everyone to be a little more spread out, so it was fine for him. He looked around the ball room, looking for Amity. The only person he knew in this city. Alas he couldn't see her anywhere, so he decided to go get a drink from one of the waiters that were walking around with glasses of what he identified to be champagne.. or just alcohol. He took a champagne glass from one of the waiter's trays, thanking them with a slight nod. He awkwardly looked at the bubbly liquid, realizing that he couldn't actually drink it without lifting him mask off. They said he couldn't take the mask off until midnight.

After a brief moment of contemplation, he strode off to a slightly more isolated part of the giant room, lifting his mask off slightly to take a gulp of the champagne. He put his mask back on after finishing the glass in one go, looking back at the crowd. There were one or two people that were wearing similar attire to him.. [color=82ca9d][i]I guess I'm not the only one then.[/i][/color] He thought as he strolled uncomfortably through the crowd. He nodded apologetically to those he had to push past. He needed some fresh air already. He found a large window on the other side of the ball room, which was open. He leaned against the wall next to it, thinking about what he was going to do. He wasn't good with parties and it was a little awkward to try introduce himself to people.

Showing the light of a phone at first sight, isn't the greatest thing to do when greeting people.