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Dylan groaned as he rolled over on the soft bed he’d been sleeping in for the past couple of days. A hotel, just about a mile from the mansion where the huge ball was to take place that night. He wished he could have stayed in his cave, but his partner had said it would make things too difficult. It was only seven that morning, but he couldn’t sleep anymore and got up. He walked out onto the balcony, looking towards the city. Civilization had definitely changed since the last time he had lived in it actively. This was becoming the Era of technology , and it was sad to see. It was like no one could do anything without it anymore. The day before he walked into a store and asked for a map and the young clerk had given him a funny look. Apparently now everyone navigated the world with GPS. It was a shame.

After a few minutes he headed back inside, having to duck to go in and out. That was getting extremely annoying too. He turned on the coffee pot in the room before he went into the bathroom and hopped in the shower. The water was never hot enough for him either. At least the small spring in his cave he could make boil when he wanted to. He didn’t spend much time in the shower before he got out and got dressed, looking at the clock. It was nearly 8:30 by the time he was dressed and began heading down stairs. He was supposed to be meeting up with his partner, Tabby, at 10 and he wanted to at least eat some breakfast before he headed out to meet her.

The best thing about this hotel was their breakfast bar, he had to give them that. They had plenty of fresh fruit and bacon and eggs and whatever else he could ever want just sitting there for him to take. He made his plate up before he sat down and began eating, looking around at the others there. There were a number of others who would be in attendance at the ball later that night, the males only being given away by the high maintenance females they had. Luckily, Dylan didn’t have to worry about that with Tabby. They would meet at the ball.

He had finished his breakfast relatively quickly before he headed back up to his room and grabbed a few things as he headed out into the town. He needed to pick up his suit by 9:30, but that was alright, as it was on the way to where he was supposed to meet Tabby. He was honestly surprised he found anyone with a suit large enough for him, being 6’7” tended to make wardrobe a bit harder to come by. He looked at his watch and let his strides shorten he had plenty of time, and what was the point of rushing. After tonight, nothing would be the same and he wanted to drink in all of what the chaos to come would devour.

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Shayne sighed as she sat in the large window that overlooked the city. Very few had already been allowed in the mansion, but since it was her witch coven that offered to decorate and cast protective measures, Shayne had been there since the night before. She ran her fingers through her dark locks and then flipped the page in her book. It had been quite captivating. Dark secrets, hidden affairs, some very well written parts that made her blush every time she read them. Romance novels had definitely taken a more sensuous turn as she had found out from one of the elders in the coven.

“Shayne! Breakfast is ready!” a voice called, and she marked her page and headed down the stairs and saw a few more witches sitting at the table. She quietly made her plate and sat down and began eating. She had been extremely grateful that the coven took her in, but all the same, she hated how they always insisted on eating meals together.

“Shayne, will you still be helping me to place the protective enchantments?” the eldest woman asked her and Shayne nodded.

“Yes, elder Selma.” She answered, taking a bite of her food and she saw the woman smile.

“Thank you. I’m sure the host will greatly appreciate the efforts all of you are putting up, I know I do.” She said, a warmth radiating off of her.

Shayne just nodded and finished up her breakfast before heading up the stairs and getting dressed. At about 4 was when they were all supposed to start getting ready to attend the ball, but they all had their own things. A couple of the girls were going to pick up the dresses and masks as well as a few other errands, and Shayne was staying behind with elder Selma to prepare the mansion for that evening. Then she would go out into the city park and read until she had to come back to get ready.

Today was going to be a good day, she kept telling herself, it would be a good day.

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This not being out in daylight thing was becoming annoying, Elise noted as she sat in the darkness of the room she was sharing with one of her vampire friends. With a sigh, she took a long sip of her blood – wine mix and closed her eyes. It was barely 8 in the morning and she was still drinking. She had to admit, she did love the tolerance that came with being a vampire.

“Elise, you still wearing that royal blue dress ?” her friend asked and she gave a nod.

“That I am why?” she asked and the girl let out a huff.

“I was hoping we could have traded. I don’t want to wear the red.” She said and Elise shook her head.

“I look horrible in red, so no.” Elise said before she got up and laid on the bed, pulling the covers over her and sighing. “Besides, you and I need beauty rest, so let’s just get some sleep and wait until we can do things without worrying about the sunlight.”

The girl groaned and flopped in the bed besides Elise’s. “this sucks!” she exclaimed and all Elise could do was nod in agreement. It had been the hardest adjustment she had had, and that’s including the fact she still had some issues with bloodlust.

“Go to bed, Jade, I don’t want to hear you all day,” she groaned ad she flopped on her back.

Nope this was definitely going to be a hard adjustment.
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Today was going to be a lovely day, at the moment it was still rather early. However, it seemed like it would be bright and sunny. It was almost a shame they had chosen this day to have this stupid ball to prove that all races were weak. It was almost an insult that the witches were looked at in such a way that they were offered to help set up, and of course elder Selma and the others jumped at the chance. Because why not? Any chance to go to a fancy party, yes?

Oh well, its going to be a pretty day to work the last of things with Dylan. The short brunette thought to herself as she sat in the large window, her dark brown eyes looking out into the garden area that her room faced. It really was a shame that the coven couldn't have a mansion like this one, maybe after the war though. After all she had no doubt the witches would be the ones that won the war. Of course Dylan would likely disagree, but he really liked his cave.

She could hide him from the other witches, keep him safe. Tabitha sighed a little rolling her eyes at herself. When she had met her little dragon friend, her plan was simplely to use him for her own gain, but damn him, he had grown on her a bit. She was pulled from her thoughts however, as someone knocked on her door.

"Tabitha, breakfast is ready!" A voice called through the door, and Tabby ran a brush through her hair quickly before stepping out as the same witch yelled down the hall at Shayne, Tabby's eye lingered down the hall from her for only a moment as she headed down the stairs. Making her plate quickly she sat rather quietly listening to the conversations going on around her. The elders always insisted that they have meals together, and while it felt a bit taxing at times, growing up in the coven she barely even thought of it as anything but normal. After all, they were sort of a family. "That's fine dear, you can help Tabitha get the dresses."

She had honestly been listening the conversation about the protection spells, and the few others she thought could be useful, that she had barely even heard her name being said. Her eyes looked towards who had said it, to see one of the elders talking to Guinn whose miscasting of a spell a few days ago resulted in breaking an arm. For a moment she didn't answer, before giving a small smile. "Yes, you can take the closer store darling. They said t'would be ready by twelve." She answered, honestly it was a good thing, that would leave her more time to talk with her partner.

By the time Tabby had finished eating breakfast and gotten dressed, she glaced at the clock it was 8:25 and she sighed at how long the breakfast had taken as she slipped her heels on. She needed to get used to wearing heels both for the dance tonight seeing that she always wore flats. Though also there was the fact that she was only 5'2" and it made her feel less 'cute' having to stand next to that freaking giant. She stuffed a few papers into her bag before she left the mansion to get the dresses and meet Dylan.

It was about 9:45 when Tabby got to the park where she told him to meet her. Hopefully with it being an open spot they would draw less attention to themselves. Her eyes scanned the park a bit before she was sure he wasn't there, but she didn't pay much attention to it seeing that she was early. Sitting on one of the benches she crossed a leg over the other pulling a bit on her jean skirt and unbottoning the button down shirt she wore over her undershirt, before letting her head tilt back enjoying the sun.

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"Are you sure that we shouldn't just blow up the mansion? It will kill a lot of them. Less to have to hunt." The question got a lot of dirty looks, and Oliver was really happy about that. It was one of the stupidest suggestions being thrown around at this meeting. Which was saying a lot, seeing that there had been one to gather up all the humans in town and hold them against their will.

"Okay, lets say we do that." The attention in the room turned toward him, the others in shock. "What do we tell the familes of the humans that we kill along with them? Your plan makes you sound as much a monster as the ones we hunt." The sound of hushed mutters filled the room as the woman across the long table glared at him.

"At least I don't want to go eat and dance with those monsters. How can you call yourself a hunter if you want peace with those things?" The mutters only seemed to get louder as Oliver actually let a small chuckle out.

"Oh no. Peace is such a horrible thing. Let's murder the people we are trying to protect instead."

"And who the hell are you trying to protect?!"

"The innocent people you are trying to kill!"

"Enough!" The leader shouted over Helen and Oliver's, now shouting match. His head in his hand for a moment as the whole room quieted. "First off, we are not going to blow up the mansion. Even if that was a good idea, which it isn't." Oliver shot a look towards Helen. "All that would do is bring the creatures to peace long enough to come down on us. Hunters and humans both."

Helen opened her mouth to speak but was completely cut off as their leader turned his attention to Oliver. "Secondly, of all the moronic ideas, Oliver's seems more intelligent. He and a small group will go to the party and if anything gets out of hand, they will handle it."

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A knock on the door was what woke the brunette male, and his blue eyes looked at the clock before he sniffed the air and stretched. It was just past 8 in the morning and he already regretted agreeing to go to this ball tonight. He loved his peace and quiet, hell he even managed to stay out of any of this stupid fighting by staying out of the way in his quiet little cabin far in the woods. He could give less of a fuck about this.

The knocking on his door turned into a pouding, and Chris growled a little at the noise before getting up off the floor. Where he passed out on the floor after his run last night. He rubbed a hand down his face as he answered the door, getting a welcoming smile from the woman on the other side before she gasped and covered her eyes. "Oh my god, dude put on some pants!" She shouted and a slight smirk came to Chris's lips.

"Well, maybe you shouldn't pound on my door Shela." He said fighting a laugh as he headed into his room and got dressed.

"Sorry I forgot that you're a ass that can't get dressed before you open the door!" She said getting a laugh from Chris as he came back into the living room. "Did you get your mask yesterday?" She asked sitting a box of doughnuts on the counter. Chris took one of the doughnuts as he hopped up to sit on the counter and pointed to the box on the table. Watching as his friend opened the box looking at it before giving him a look. "You bought a wolf mask?"

Chris nods a bit. "It looks pretty awesome right?" He said with a bit of a proud smile. He had looked for the last week for a mask he liked before finding this one that he actually liked.

"Yeah its cool but, the point of this being a masked ball is that we all hide who and what we are."

Chris let an annoyed growl out. "Yeah, but I like that one. I looked for a fucking week. And what does it matter? If a vampire, shifter, or dragon smells me they'll know."

Shela growled back at him. "You might as well wear a collar that says "Werewolf" on it Chris."

"Actually, I was thinking Lassie would look better." He shot back before getting a look between dirty and worrying he was seriously going to wear a collar that said Lassie on it. "So we going for a run or what?" Chris asked before stuffing the rest of the doughnut in his mouth. Watching as Shela sighed and went into his room to shift.
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Dylan remembered once again why he hated human establishments. They were too slow for other humans, so why did he expect them to at least seem faster to him? Of course not, the seemed slower. He had even gotten to the shop a little early in case it was done. The old man had gone into the back about five minutes ago. "You said Eriks?"

"Erikson." He corrected the old man impatiently. Dylan was sure his suit was the only one meant for a giant in that store. Hell, the next tallest person he had seen was still at least a head shorter than him. He stood at the counter and when the man came back, he signed the papers and headed out. He lookes to his watch. It was now 9:45 and he knew it would be at least a ten minute walk.

He brought the bag with his suit over his shoulder and walked, his long strides working to his advantage. Hed be to the park in no time and he would be able to help finalize the plan for the night. The details shouldn't be too hard to figure out, but he hoped it would take a little while because it was such a beautiful day... So beautiful in fact he was still fantasizing about his cave. And a nice dip in the spring. That would be divine.

He for into the park, he still had a few minutes before he was supposed to meet Tabby, but he spotted her quickly and he smirked a little. Such a fearless little ball of fury she was. If she hadn't shown a complete lack of , he would have tried to burn her alive, but she damn near off his dragon form. He for over to her and sat on the bench before he spoke. "Enjoying the sun, little bit?"

He didnt know why he called her little bit, but he did. It wasn't just because of her height either. He looked at her and sighed. "A beautiful day isnt it?"

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Shayne was relieved once breakfast was over and everyone started heading out to complete their tasks before the ball. It wasn't that she didn't like them, but they tended to put her in edge. Especially Tabitha. She liked Tabitha well enough, but something had always seemed a bit off about her. She sighed a bit and smoothed out her t-shirt before she met elder Selma in the main ballroom where plenty of people were scurrying around to set up.

"There you are, dear." Selma spoke, waving Shayne over to the cwnter of the room. Shayne quickly walked over, having to pull up her jeans a bit when she stopped walking, and she looked to elser Selma. "Alright, as we've practiced."

Shayne nodded and she took elder Selma's hands as they began chanting. The spell took about thirty minutes to properly cast and then they tested its integrity before Shayne was dismissed until it was time to recast it just before they were to start getting ready for the ball.

She sighed and headed up to get her book before she went to the park. When she got there, she sat on one of the benches and opened her book, losing herself in the reality of it. She had her watch set so she knew when to head back, and a small smile came over her face as she read.
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It seemed like she had only been sitting on the bench for a few moments. Enjoying the warm sunshine, the sounds of the birds around her. Before something large blocked the sun just a bit. She smiled a little to herself, knowing what had blocked the warmth. She didn't even bother opening her eyes. Though she frowned slightly hearing Dylan beside her, he seemed to really enjoy calling her “little bit”. It was...like a nickname. She was getting used to it still. Tabby nodded her head slightly. “I am, t’is so nice and warm compared to the mansion. You would hate it.” She said before letting out a soft relaxed sigh.

Tabitha rolled her head as she opened her eyes and looked at Dylan, hearing his sigh. She gave him a smile and nodded again. “T’is, such a shame t’is going to be ruined. But I say once we finish our planning we sit and enjoy it a bit more. Yes?” She could tell just by his stiff body that he was still missing his cave though it had been only a few days. Poor dear, it was a little sad to see him so homesick. He hadn't wanted to leave in the first place. His cave was pretty nice. She understood, she wanted to go home too.

Tabby reached out, her hand barely covering his muscular upper arm. “T’will not be much longer darling. As soon as we make our attack, the witches along with the other races left alive will flee to prepare for war. We can go home and you can have your cave back.” She squeezed his arm slightly offering a smile. Her hand staying put on on his arm as she stared off thinking for a moment. Tabby had never tried blood magic herself but this wouldn't be purely blood magic. She had made sure. Shaking her head of her thoughts, she glanced at her hand and smirked patting his arm before removing it. “Anyway, the rest of the plan can be taken care of without you having to stray far hopefully.”

Tabby dug through her bag for a moment before pulling a few papers out and placing them into his hands. “I do not if those will do you any good much longer. But you were complaining about maps.” She said before digging through her bag a bit more, before looking around and sitting on the ground infront of Dylan. She pulled out the two crystals she took from his cave and a knife. “This it a very important part of the plan so we will do this first. Give me your hand Dylan. I need your blood to make sure my spell won't effect you.”
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Her voice had been something he had grown accustomed to over the last while. He was glad to hear that she was enjoying the sun and he made a face when she said he'd not enjoy the mansion. Well there was no doubt about that, it would probably be much too crammed like the rest of civilization. No one had ever heard of large doorways, which was annoying as hell. Still he was brought back when she brought up enjoying it a bit more once they finished finalizing everything. "Sounds like a good plan."

He felt her hand on his arm and he looked to her. Her words brought a small bit of comfort and he just gave a barely there smile. After tonight everything would be better. This war was going to definitely start up the anarchy he craved, and he wasn't at all surprised any more by the thirst in the small witch beside him. Despite it all... Whether she wanted chaos or power... That hunger was in her. He could feel it. "Good." he finally said, "Human civilization is much too cramped." he muttered the last bit.

The pages placed in his hands were definitely more helpful than the ones he had seen previously, and when she asked for his hand, he simply moved out his arm for her and continued on looking at what he needed to. The simplicity of these didn't make it hard on his eyes and were actually much easier for him to understand. When they started putting in stupid "point of interest" crap, he couldn't navigate the map anymore. "Thank you, I appreciate this." he said, not even looking at her.

After a moment of looking he looked down towards her and looked at his hand. "Oh. I didn't realize you were done." he said, taking back his hand and putting two of the pages he had side by side. "So..." he said, pulling up what she had for the mansion. "Here and here are where you're setting up?" he asked, pointing to the spots he remembered her bringing up.
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It was strange, how even with the slight amount of time she had known him, she could catch that small smile that most people would miss. She didn't saying anything about what he mumbled, after all growing up in a coven that insisted on doing everything together. It wasn't quite as crowded in the town as he seemed to find it to be. Perhaps it was just a dragon thing. It wasn't going to be that long though, with any luck the war would start back up strong by the end of the ball. Those left alive of her coven would see the unlessness of these peace talks. If she could use the chaos to get rid of Selma, that would really be a plus.

Tabby couldn't help the smile spreading on her lips as he thanked her for the maps. She shrugged slightly as she wiped it away digging through her pack. "T'was no big deal darling." She said before pulling the crystals from his cave out. Once he gave her his hand, she took a knife out of her bag and cut across the palm of his hand. Muttering a spell as she placed the crystal against the cut and watching the blood color the inside. With a small spell she healed the cut on his hand, before slincing into her own. She couldn't help but make a small painful noise, not quite as used to be cut as clearly Dylan was.

Healing her own hand, she sat beside Dylan as he took his hand back, putting the knife and crystals back. "Yes, well I tried to make it as painless as possible." She said, wiping her eyes a bit before turning to look at the map he held out to her and nodding a bit. "Yes, that's right. The only issue is that they are both entrances. So I will have to get everything ready ahead of time so I can do my spell quickly." She pointed to another piece on the map. "This will be the way out away from the fighting. Or for you, the way to get out once the fighting starts getting under control. Knowing our host it probably won't last long."
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Dylan couldn't deny that he had enjoyed the day out with Tabby. It was a truly beautiful day, and he was glad he didn't have to be cooped up inside for too long, but now he was back at his motel room and getting ready for this ball. He was still surprised at how well his suit fit. He wasn't used to finding formal clothing that fit him this well, but he supposed times had changed since the last time he had to wear something so formal. His Suit was mainly black with a blue shirt and a nice tie. He sighed, sitting on the bed and tying his shoes before he picked up his bag and started heading out.

The air outside was cool, and while he knew he was heading out a little early, he could see others doing the same. The only ones who would probably still be waiting were the vampires who couldn't walk in the day. The sun wasn't quite set yet, so they still had some time before they'd be able to come out anyway. He took a few longer strides to get ahead of the crowd he was near, hearing some chatter and hearing a few people whisper about him. It wasn't anything he wasn't used to. Most people talked about him because of his size alone, but he didn't really care. He was a dragon, most of his species were tall.

As he approached the mansion, he looked to his watch. In just under an hour the ball would be starting, and that's when the real fun would begin.

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Shayne sighed as her hair got pulled at by one of the other girls in the coven. She really didn't much mind the primping since she was already in her dress. She liked how the top had a slight lace overlay and sleeves, and the black was definitely enough to hopefully keep her out of the eyes of others. She didn't much like the attention, and she really hated have her hair pulled at just to get it up into the hairstyle she was told would look best on her. "Can you not pull so hard? That hurts, and I keep losing my place." Shayne said as she read the same line once again.

"Well, quit reading and you won't lose your spot." she said, and Shayne sighed.

"You told me to get comfortable, so I did just that. I got comfortable. I'd love it if I could be in jeans and a t-shirt, but I have to attend this ball." Shayne said, quietly, and the girl laughed.

"I forget that you're not into big parties and stuff like that sometimes. Sorry." she said, and while she pulled at her hair, she did it much more gently. Shayne let out a relieved sigh and began reading again, feeling the heat of the curling iron near her neck as her hair continued to get curled. After about twenty more minutes, her hair was done, and she sighed, putting her book down before she tied on her plain mask. She was glad her hair was up and off her neck, but she hated that she had to have it curled before it went up, but she still went with it.

She walked out of the room and began on her way down the stairs into the main hall where Elder Selma was waiting for her. "Ready for the last bit of the spell, Shayne?"

She nodded and followed her into the main ballroom again. Everyone cleared out as soon as they saw them, and they began doing the last bit of their spell.
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Oliver sighed a little as he looked down at the small protection mark that was on his wrist slightly covered by both the sleeve of his dark blue suit and black under shirt. The mark hadn’t really been his choice as much as the leader of his and the other groups. Both a stipulation of going with his “crazy” plan, and a way to keep the track of the humans. A message that had been sent out to the humans on the guest list, along with a temporary version of the mark. Claiming they had been given the special chance to win a prize after the party. With the rule they weren’t to tell the other party guests. Intel had told them the other races that couldn’t tell through smell had systems in place.

Still it didn’t make him feel it was an less ridiculous. Oliver shook his head a little bit as he looked down at the silver, black, and blue mask, maybe that was the best thing about having a mask. If it looked as stupid as he thought, not everyone could tell who he was. Tying the mask on, he strapped his gun to his ankle before getting the rest of the way dressed and heading to the mansion. A few other hunters slowly started to catch and soon there was a small group walking with him. “So Oliver, since you’re in charge of this whole idea. What is our escape with our fellow humans if shit goes south?” The blonde huntress ask who took her place keeping pace with him.

Oliver looked at her and smiled. “Didn’t realize you were going to join us Cammie.” Only to get a small nod in return.

“Only for the night, I’m wanting to see how well this plan of peace goes seeing that there are going to be witches there.” She said making a disgusted look on her face as she said the word witches. “Have to head North in the morning though. Anyway the plan?”

Oliver nodded a bit not even bothering to to ask why she and her group where heading North, it would just get him a dirty look. “If shit hits the fan, we have the marks so that we can gather the humans quickly and protect them as a group. If we are attacked we fight back.” He sighed slightly. “If not, then let the other races protect themselves. It’s not our job.”

“And if all the humans die because of your beyond stupid plan doesn’t work?” The annoyed voice came from the raven haired woman behind him.

Oliver rolled his eyes as he looked straight again. “Then you can fucking shot me Helen. Better?”

“Oh, my apologies. I didn’t realize your name was Cammie too.” Camilla shot out as she looked back at Helen, who opened her mouth to answer before being cut off. “Oh it isn’t? Then bud out of our conversion, cause that’s rude yeah. That’s sweetie.”

The group started laughing quietly as Helen closed her mouth, and though it was quiet, it drew some attention to the small group and Oliver sighed. “We’ll talk about this more at the party, we’re drawing too much attention.” He said and got a small nod from the others. Slowly the group started to separate as they got to the mansion.

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“I don’t know how you could manage to do your hair so well by yourself. It’s so pretty.” The redhead said to Tabitha as she looked in the mirror. Her long black hair in a elegant braided ponytail, purple flowers waved through in certain spots. The flowers the same color of her black and purple dress.

Tabby smiled slightly as she continued working on the red heads hair. “Why thank you, t’is something you learn when you dislike most people messing with your hair.”

Guinn nodded a bit still smiling a bit. “I’ll have to teach me some time. When my arm isn’t broken.” She said, getting a hum of agreement from Tabby. “I really appreciate your help because of my arm, hopefully I will be able to find someone to still dance with me.”

“T’is no problem, after all you helped me so much today. And if you can’t doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy the party.”

Guinn nodded. “You you plan on dancing tonight?”

“I do, will a very tall friend of mine.”

“Is that why you’re wearing stilettos?” Guinn asked with a chuckle before looking back as her hair was pulled roughly. “Ouch!”

“Oh sorry darling, tangle. And yes.” Tabby said before letting go of the girls hair. Which the girl thanked her again she nodded, and once the girl left the room Tabby wrapped the strand of hair she had pulled out around a small ring in her desk muttering a spell. Slipping the ring in her bra she straightened up her hair up a little bit before slighting and taking up her butterfly mask, which went from black to a light purple, and tying it on before heading downstairs. Once she was downstairs she was tasked with helping set up the food and drinks. Like a servant. Until they had to clear out of the main ballroom so that Selma and Shayne could set the protection spells. And they could finish decorating the rest of the bottom floor. Her eyes lingering for a few moments to watch where the spells were being placed.

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Shortly after the word had been sent that the protection spells had been placed on the mansion floors Kiara made her way down to talk to Elder Selma, that was she believed her name was after all. Witches really had so many elders it was hard to remember which one was in change. As she made her way down the steps she feel the stares she was receiving. After all it wasn’t hard when it wasn’t suddenly so quiet that her older yet still beautiful dress was making sound as she made her way down the stairs. Truthfully though, it wasn’t something she was unused to, and it didn’t bother her any. Though even she could feel the tenseness of the red head walking behind her. Glancing back to see the uncomfortable look on her face. “Are you alright dear?” She questioned, only getting a tense nod in return.

Once they were in the still mostly empty ballroom though she could feel the angel relax slightly and smiled at the elder and other witch she didn’t know as they walked towards them. “Elder Selma. I really must thank you and your coven for how wonder my mansion looks. I apologize that I couldn’t be more help. Gathering people is quite tiring.” She said with a small chuckle before her pale blue eyes looked at Shay. The cooper and gold mask made to take the most attention. Her hair in a neat bun, other than the two strands of white hair the hung down in contrast to the brown.

When Selma introduced her as Shayne, Kiara smiled, giving a small curtsy before offering a hand. “A pleasure Shayne, I’m Kiara Marcia. I hope you have enjoyed your stay at my home. This is Dawn Hassinger, our angel guest of honor.” She said, and when there was no response she glanced back to see the red head frowning as she pulled at the one long sleeve of her dress. Her hair in a simple ponytail, her mask her and black to match the dress, with red beads hanging down from it. “I apologize, she’s more the fighter than the fancy dresser.” She said before clearing her throat, and hearing Dawn mutter in Scottish. Sighing she turned and pushing Dawn’s hand away, before adjusting the sleeve. “You’re going to rip it and being rude.” Kiara said her tone going a touch whiny.

Dawn sighed softly, before looking at the two witches. “Sorry, it’s nice to meet you, I’m just not used to dresses.” She said, offering her hand. Her voice a bit rough but still kind, a slight Scottish accent peeking through. “This place looks very nice."
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