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[Color=mediumpurple]Time:[/color] Late Afternoon
[Color=mediumpurple]Location:[/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[Color=mediumpurple]Interaction:[/color] [@13org] Myra and [@Potter] Artemis, [@Eviledd1984] O’ner

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Darius had taken notice of Myra's reaction towards O'ner, but didn't worry too much about it. He'd been around her long enough to know when Myra was totally not okay with someone. Darius was just about to inquire about going to grab some food, but a light elf announcing the arrival of light elf governor Terneus Andros pulled his attention away. 

[Color=mediumpurple]"Ha! Now that's something."[/color] Darius commented with a smile, not expecting anyone to be [i]that[/i] big of a deal. [Color=mediumpurple][i]Not sure if anyone will top that entrance.[/i][/color] He looked to Artemis who asked his thoughts on the ball so far. [Color=mediumpurple]"So far so awesome. It's almost unreal."[/color] Darius replied as he pulled out his memory glass and took a snapshot of the ballroom. Once he was satisfied with the scenic view he captured he set his eyes on a roaming waiter delivering food to Artemis per O'ner's request. The food looked appetizing, and smelled even more delicious than it looked! 

Darius couldn't help but notice that Artemis wasn't given any water, but assumed O'ner hadn't heard her request over Lord Terneus Andros' booming entrance. He could have conjured some up for her, but it was not advisable in this setting. Looking off to the buffet tables surrounded by hungry guests, Darius grinned as he saw the opportunity to join in while fetching a glass of water for one of his companions. While getting up from his seat, he heard O'ner's mention of rebels. [Color=mediumpurple]"No, but I do have eyes on those banquet tables. I'm gonna head over there myself. You coming Myra? We can pick out what we want and how much we want."[/color] Darius grinned. He was also wondering if he would actually run into one the rebels. He wasn't actually sure how he would manage that though. It's not like these rebels had matching shoes or something. He removed his hat, placing it on his seat before holding his hand out for Myra to take. [Color=mediumpurple]"We'll come back with some water for you."[/color]

Before they could depart from the table. Vaeril made his announcement. Darius' eyes lit up briefly at the sight of the light elf host as he knew who he truly was. And just like that, Terneus' entrance had been topped. 

[Color=mediumpurple]"Oh the dances are starting soon."[/color] 

[color=fdc68a]"That's right. And I have some numbers for you and your friends to grab! Two each."[/color] A well dressed feline demihuman presented a bowl of cut-up papers to their table. Darius grabbed two from the bowl and eyed the numbers on them before tucking them into the breast pocket of his jacket. 

[Color=mediumpurple]"Shall we feast?"[/color] Darius was ready to walk over soon as Myra grabbed her two slips of paper.