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As the Revel raged across campus, a ballroom on the far end of the property hosted a somewhat more tame event; though, of course, anyone familiar with the type would attest that they could be far from tame. The ballroom was stunning on its own, but its splendor paled in comparison to its occupants. Swirling and gliding around the ballroom floor, they were truly a feast for the eyes: they wore tuxedos and ball gowns in every shape, size and colour, and they all wore masks, each one more ornate than the last. As they moved gracefully and confidently through the steps of each new dance, it was easy to tell that many of the highborn students, vampires and mages alike, had gravitated there to enjoy a proper masquerade ball. 

Aaron was no exception. As soon as he’d heard a real and proper ball was planned, he knew where he’d be spending his night. The black tuxedo his mother had sent him bore an embroidered paisley pattern all across the jacket, and his navy-black silk vest and bowtie shone against a royal blue dress shirt, but he still didn’t stand out nearly as much as some of the other men present; he had sworn he’d seen one in a full sequined red jacket, and another decked out in feathers. Everyone had gone all-out, it seemed, and Aaron was all too happy to be swept up in it; the politesse, the music, the dancing, even the venue itself brought him back to familiar nights, stirring up nostalgia of the royal balls that he hadn’t been away from for long, but that had already found himself missing. His mask completed the ambiance; with it, he could fade anonymously into the crowd like he always had, no longer drawing the strange, suspicious looks and whispers from people that he'd lately come to accept. 

As the waltz came to an end, he dipped the gold-veined beak of his raven mask toward his fifth dance partner of the night, a tall, dark-haired girl in a green mermaid dress with a mask bearing shimmering scales like a fish. She curtsied gracefully before floating off to her next dancing partner, while Aaron opted to take a breather for the next dance and flagged down a passing server with a tray of something sparkling. 

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