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[color=9e0b0f][b]Location: [/b][/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[color=9e0b0f][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Zelginn [@Dezuel], Darius [@FunnyGuy]
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Despite the difference in size, the dance with Zel went decently well, although a bit awkward, since it was Ayita's first time. She did try to show that she was open to conversation with a kind smile and trying to show confidence as to not make the boy nervous but it didn't appear to work exactly as intended. When the music finally changed, indicating that they should go meet their next partners, Zel said a simple goodbye before disappearing in the crowd, in a similar way he appeared next to them when they arrived. It was still a mystery for Ayita what the small Zel was doing in such party as he really didn't seem to be the type to enjoy such events.

A few moments before the next dance began, there was a small pause for everyone to find their next pair. Following the small paper butterfly that was the other piece of paper she had received, Ayita saw herself next to an elegant and very well dressed man, using a blue coat on his shoulders and a black hat, contrasting with his black and gold mask. Interestingly enough, his appearance was somewhat similar to her disguise, due to his skin tone & etc. Such fact made Ayita a bit nervous of being discovered.

[color=9e0b0f]"Good evening, I'm Ayita. It's a pleasure to meet you."[/color] she said, greeting the elegant man in a rather formal, albeit a bit formal and awkward manner.

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[color=9e0b0f][b]Location: [/b][/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[color=9e0b0f][b]Time: [/b][/color] Late Afternoon
[color=9e0b0f][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Baraian [@Dezuel], O'Ner [@Eviledd1984]

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Other than the small incident on the very beginning, which didn't lead to any more problems, thanks to Tan pulling Myra away from whoever was that she tripped with her tail, Myra's dance was going relatively well. Much for her and her partner's luck, Adrian was really thorough and detailed in his instructions on how to dance with Myra. Practicing with her indeed seemed to be way better than trying to explain with words. Even though Myra did feel that Tan wasn't as comfortable around her as Darius was, due to his stares, how stiff his body was (unlike Darius and Adrian's when they practiced with her), she tried to simply mimic the moves she remembered and simply continue the dance. After all, she wouldn't want to make any problems for Darius or Artemis, who were the ones which brought her there.

When the dance ended, Tan looked at her, asking whom she had came with. Tilting her head, a bit confused by the question and thinking on how to answer it. When she remembered what Darius said to her before the dance, she showed her sharp teeth to Tan just like she did before and winking just like Darius did when looking at the tall elf. Unsatisfied with her answer though, Myra thought a bit more until she had an idea. Standing on her tail, she looked around, trying to find Darius. The moment she did, she got down and pointed towards the direction Darius was.

Just after she did that though, the other strip of paper she had received suddenly turned into another butterfly, flying away. By now, she understood that it was supposed to take her to meet the one she was supposed to dance with, instead of being a ticket for her to be able to eat (which made her much more relieved, since she had lost the first one). Waving her hands in a simple goodbye, she left the tall elf as she began walking after the other paper butterfly, looking at her as she walked around the hall. After a moment, a small paper bird began flying around her, before going in the same direction her small paper butterfly went. 

When the paper butterfly finally disappeared, she found herself standing next to the strange man with the weird undead smell she met on the table before. Approaching him carefully, Myra sniffed the air around him a few times as she looked at him, watching every movement he made. Even though he smelled just like an undead, she wasn't really certain he was one. Maybe he just forgotten to clean himself after fighting against them. Myra's claws also smelled similarly when she fought against them and didn't clean herself.