Anniversary Ball OP. RP. (CV 2k16)

Wuxtry was dizzy from all the excitment. The rooms design was lovely. It was exactly what he thought it would be, and more. From the intricate details on the doors to the fancy walls, it was beautiful.

He saw that he was one of the first to arrive, so he picked up a cupcake from one of the tables. He then strutted over to the sitting area, and sat down on a chair that had so much cushion, the small dragon boy almost sank into it.

She marveled at the intricate decor, a wide grin on her face while heading to the food table. It seems not much cultists were here now but there will be soon. The music was nice but she didn't dance. She doesn't dance. If she got drunk or high enough she could sing at the top of her lungs along with some music. Since she hasn't gotten like that yet she decided to eat her fill at the food table. She mostly got a piece (literally) of everything before getting more of those she favored. She decided to stay here and keep eating till someone interacted with her or she found a friend to bother.

Lunar watched the strange doors shut from over her shoulder. However strange and ominous they were, she quickly found comfort in the beauty and brilliance of the cult ballroom. She felt compelled to stroll through the room to take in, personally, the wondrous sights and, though, the dance floor was tempting, and the food enticing, she soon found herself in the sitting area- already tired from the heels she wore. “Well,” she grinned, looking across the ball room again, “This should prove to be an interesting night.”

After a small rest Lunar began to stand again when she noticed Wuxtry, A, and Scorpius a little ways away- to which she responded by quickly scampering towards them. She slid, clumsily, into a chair beside them, and said, “Heya!"

It shocked Bella how large the doors were considering she was used to being dis-proportionally large. As she walked through the doors her first thought was to head towards the food table. She quickly grabbed a plate and proceeded to add some ham and cupcakes, with extra frosting of course, to the plate. She'd never been to a party before so she wasn't exactly sure what to expect, but on the other hand she didn't care. The seats were a bit too small, but everything was. Sitting down, she pulled out her phone from her dress and started to play games. She really didn't know how parties worked.

Dylan followed his father into the doors of the huge room. Dylan was taken back by the size of the room and the grin on his face spread. Following Scorpius still, he stood to the side and a little bit back as his father talked to Wuxtry and Lunar. Soon to join the talking were Jeu and A. He wanted to say something but he didn't have any words. He was still trying to comprehend how massive the room was.

Of course Falsetto would arrive to the ball room with Winston on his arm, that was just a given. Once what he assumed where the servants opened the doors and greeted them the aristocrat gave them a nod in acknowledgement. Once inside everything quite elegant, good as expected. Falsetto would be surprised if it was nothing less, especially from the eccentric leader of the cult.

He was not normally one to like most people unless he took an interest in them but the cult itself seemed to peek his interest after Winston talked about it so much. Perhaps this would be his chance to finally get to know some of them better. That is if his incredibly high standards for weather or not anyone was worth his time where met…

So Falsetto scanned the guests giving Winston’s arm a reassuring squeeze to ease the band nerd’s nerves.

“Let’s see what we can find anyone worth talking to.”