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[color=0072bc][b]Time: [/b][/color]Late Afternoon
[color=0072bc][b]Location: [/b][/color]Roshmi Hall
[color=0072bc][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] [@Inertia][@Tae][@Potter][@Dezuel]
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Malachi had not put too much effort into his [url=https://imgur.com/bD3HDS3]appearance[/url] other than picking out a decently appropriate outfit as well as a gold-colored mask to match it. He had spent most of the time the others were preparing and dressing up to work on the game plan and think things through. He had not gotten to see the others as he was entering the hall ahead of time to make sure things were safe. Kenia would be escorting the two humans inside.

After handing his ticket to the man at the entry, he had found himself walking into Roshmi Hall. It was gigantic and very open with an intricate gold-detailed flooring that could be seen under the moving feet of those dancing. The hall was marvelous with its beautiful chandeliers and painted ceilings. It had been a long time since Malachi had stepped foot in this hall and he could remember how breathtaking it was even up to this moment.

Couples in beautiful clothing were practically swirling around the center of the room. Round tables with silk table cloths were placed around the perimeter of the room. There were buffet tables with food and plenty of drinks for the guests to enjoy. At the back of the room, there were grand, rounded staircases at each end that led up to a balcony that overlooked the hall. Upon the balcony, there were seating areas and an arched doorway that led to a room with couches where people could talk privately.

Though beautiful, Malachi was never one to be able to truly admire this kind of place as it always was filled with snobby rich people that he couldn't stand. Normally, he couldn't even stand being in a place with a lot of people in general but then adding wealthy assholes into the mix just made it all the worse. The amount of money the folks here had probably invested in their gowns and suits made him sick.  He leaned against the wall near the entry to await his companions, purposely averting his eyes from others to avoid starting up a conversation that was more than necessary.

[color=fdc68a]"Hey, you. Take one."[/color] Malachi glanced over at the speaker to find a well-dressed gentleman with a bowl of cut-up pieces of paper. Malachi eyed the bowl then up at the man's smiling face as he continued [color=fdc68a]"You will be assigned two dance partners through the two numbers you get on this piece of paper for the upcoming dances. They are enchanted to gravitate you toward the correct partners. It's a jolly ice breaker don't you think?"
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He scowled at him, replying abruptly, [color=0072bc]"No."[/color] Once again, Malachi avoided his gaze but one of the papers was shoved into his hand regardless and he turned to yell at the man but he was rushing away to annoy someone else already.  He glanced down at the paper, examining the two numbers: 11 and 7. Malachi sighed, resisting the temptation to throw it on the floor. It was a good opportunity to find humans so he had to deal with it. Dancing with strangers sounded awkwardly intimate. There had been only one person he had been interested in sharing a dance with. This thought prompted him to glance towards the entrance hopefully only to hear the worst statement ever being announced. Lord Terneus Andros was being introduced.

[color=0072bc]"Oh you're kidding me."[/color] Malachi grumbled and positioned himself behind a pillar.