[center][h1]Michael Angie[/h1]
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Finding an outfit for the ball was a simple matter. All it took was a quick internet search for a suitable tuxedo and his artistic power allowed him to draw it into reality, perfectly tailored to his size, and a black cavalier hat with a white ribbon, edging, and ostrich feather. His masquerade mask was simple, only covering the left side of his face while leaving his right and mouth open. The event itself was... eventful. However, he wasn't one for dancing, preferring to stay near and partake in the food and drink as well as observing the ball's participants. A rather large group was forming, some of whom he thought he recognized, though it was difficult to tell with all the masks on. Lise was in the group as well, and it seemed they were having a bit of a scuffle about dancing order. It was certainly a group that attracted attention, judging from Diana's interjection. And still others attracted attention, such as Bak's and Luigi's big frames, but they weren't worth much more than a passing glance.

Shenanigans came and went, and soon they lost Michael's attention. They weren't what he was watching for, anyway. He was really waiting for an opportunity to show up, just something to increase potential connections or update his storage of information. That opportunity came when someone came by when someone from said group came over to the food and drinks, where Michael had been waiting. 

"[color=a2d39c]Quite the night, no?[/color]" Michael asked Christine. "[color=a2d39c]Don't mind me too much, if you don't want to. Just making some idle conversation. That being said, there's plenty of dancing to be done, and delectable food and drink here. Makes me wonder how much this all cost.[/color]" 

As he talked, he continued to observe the area, keeping an eye out for anything interesting. Soon, something did occur, namely the argument between Rurik and Katherine. While they was a little too far to hear what they were saying, it seemed that Rurik did not have the friendliest of attitudes towards Kath. "[color=a2d39c]I'm guessing that's not a good thing, is it?[/color]" Michael asked Christine, pointing toward the two.

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[center][h1]Michelle & Belinda[/h1]
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Michelle wore a black-and-red dress with thin straps, and it extending just past her knees. She accompanied it with long white evening gloves, a white marble bead bracelet on her left wrist, and a lacy masquerade mask that was white on the left side and black on the right. She was dressed up for the ball, and was ready to impress.

If only they weren't running late for it. 

"[color=ed1c24]I thought you were supposed to be the meticulous one, Michelle,[/color]" Belinda said as they waited, stuck in traffic. "[color=ed1c24]How could you let this happen?[/color]"

"[color=00aeef]I didn't know this was going to happen![/color]" Michelle whined. "[color=00aeef]I- ugh, I-I just-[/color]"

"[color=ed1c24]Whatever, We can get there faster on our own, anyway,[/color]" Belinda said, opening the door and getting out of the car. Belinda activated her ability, donning her armor and spreading her wings. "[color=ed1c24]Thanks, Jeeves,[/color]" Belinda said to the chauffeur before launching herself into the air, flying towards the ball.

"...keep telling her my name's not Jeeves," the chauffeur muttered to herself. 

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"[color=ed1c24]Phew, finally,[/color]" Belinda said as she entered the ball, having deactivated her ability and returning her dress back to normal. The ball was well underway, but it was alright. She was here now, and that was what mattered. "[color=ed1c24]Alright, I'll let you have some fun now,[/color]" Belinda said, letting Michelle take control again. "[color=00aeef]Gee thanks,[/color]" Michelle said sarcastically, making her way further in. She was at least able to enjoy the festivities for a minute, before stumbling into what seemed to be an argument between Katherine and Rurik. She wasn't really sure of the exact relationship between the two, but it didn't seem to be that good, judging from the contents of this interaction. 

Belinda felt it was her time to interject, taking back control and walking in between them. "[color=ed1c24]Hey now, let's be civil,[/color]" Belinda said as she grinned, holding  up her hands at either side. "[color=ed1c24]This is a ball, or whatever. Let's just have fun while we're here.[/color]" 

[color=ed1c24][i]Alright, your turn,[/i][/color] Belinda thought to Michelle, swapping back. Michelle then took a step back as she drew her arms back in, shily adding, "[color=00aeef]Uh... please?[/color]" Michelle was not surprised that Belinda was pulling this move again, having experienced it so many times in the past, but it was never a pleasant feeling each time she did it.