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[h3]--A Missing Patrician--[/h3]

After taking care of some private business - and not the bathroom kind of private business - Lucretia made her way back to the Hall of the Greats, accompanied by the unquestioningly-loyal Schwarzritter. She entered the already-opened double doors as clockwork symphony graced her ears once more. Hmmm... now she'd just need to locate Mr. Gharbi and dance with him, yet something was rather off. Common sense would dictate that if he invited her for a dance, then he should be waiting near the entrance for convenience, but it seemed either he was late or she arrived earlier than expected.  

[b]"Guten Abend, Frau Konigsmahn-..."[/b] One of the waitstaff, a German himself, was carrying a tray of sparkling wine in crystal glasses when he recognized the heiress, he tried to greet her only for Lucy to seemingly don't even recognize his existence and just simply walked off. [b]"..."[/b] The waiter's polite smile faded into an awkward frown, so what people said regarding her being exceptionally aloof was true, well he just hoped she wasn't singling him out for some reason. Ahaha... yeah, that would be silly, she's just that kind of genius, a shame that the house was using her to further their ambitions though. [i]But eh, what the fuck do I know?[/i] These nobles and their politics.

In truth, Lucretia really did have nothing against that particular waiter, she was just deep in thought and didn't recognize someone was specifically addressing her, although her usual expression of an indifferent flat stare whether she was thinking or not didn't exactly help her image, [color=76c0f0][i]Hmmm... well, his forearm was injured, perhaps he decided to rest a bit more before returning here.[/i][/color] It made sense and she couldn't fault him for prioritizing his health over a dance, there were always more opportunities in the future anyway. With that deduction in mind, she decided to pick a vacant spot among the many ornate dining chairs. 

This one just so happened to be quite close to the dancing floor so she could get a good look at what's happening there. [color=76c0f0][i]Oh, that's Herr Steiner...[/i][/color] She saw his dance, a show of energetic twirls, leaps, and footwork. It's certainly rather unorthodox considering the 'high culture' style of the event. He finished off the performance like a ballerina, spinning thrice before ending with a flourish. [color=76c0f0][i]That must've been difficult to perform.[/i][/color] Lucy mused as she made barely-audible claps, the noise overwhelmingly drowned out by the music and cheering around the dance floor.

Then Franz seemed to tag someone else to take the stage, a boy with fiery eyes and white hair like hers but further marked by red highlights, wearing a colorful set of Abya Yalan clothes, particularly South Abya Yala it seemed, that poncho was the most distinctive part of the outfit. Lucy didn't know him personally, but he and Franz seemed to be friends. He then proceeded to dance and while Lucy could somewhat recognize that Franz's dance - unorthodox it might be - was distinctly Occidental, especially with the ballerina spin, but this white-haired boy... moved in such a foreign way that Lucy couldn't have any other deductions except that it was an Abya Yalan style. It was enjoyable, although yes, it didn't exactly fit with the music, one didn't need to be an expert dancer to see that.

The Abya Yalan boy soon finished his performance and exited the stage, being approached by Herr Steiner again. 

[color=76c0f0][i]...oh.[/i][/color] Right, since every student was here right now and she's not doing anything in particular... this might be a good chance to search for this "Egoist Defector" that Franz mentioned, yes, she should do that. Although... with so many students around - even if she narrowed them to just the Egoists - and without further information on this defector's physical attributes, she would be hard-pressed to identify them. [color=76c0f0][i]It will be a pointless endeavor... I should wait for a reply instead.[/i][/color] Yes, indeed, [i]they[/i] should be able to provide her with further information.

For now, well, she supposed it was time to indulge herself a little. Getting up, Lucy proceeded to procure herself a selection of German sausages and hams: bratwurst, frankfurter, wiener würstchen, and others, then finally garnished with a serving of potato salad and sauerkraut. A small portion of each as she had never been someone who ate much. Her order done, the silver-haired girl went back to her previous chair, sat down, and began consuming her meal in peace.