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[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ as the limousine steadily makes its way towards the masquerade brianna primps and preens. she isn't too worried about her appearance, already knowing that her gown, hair, and overall appearance is perfect, simply doing said fidgeting in order to keep herself busy. ]

[ snaps the compact shut and puts it back into her clutch purse, setting it aside before sparing a glance over to her date for the night. the look on her face is that of anticipation, yet there's some sort of amusement playing across her features as well. ]

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[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ wearing his typical, cool smile, watching the scenery pass them by through the window with his chin resting on his palm. blinks come lazily, giving him an almost bored look, even when the glint in his eyes do not. when they get the ten minute head's-up, he shifts his gaze away & towards his princess.

tilts his head, lips quirking up a little to make the smile lose its distant, polite touch momentarily. ]

Prepared?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ twirls a finger between two spirals of hair, allowing herself to mirror his smile with one of her own. ]

When am I not?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ hums in approval. ]

True. [ straightens in his seat a little, raises an eyebrow. ] Do you believe me to be overdressed?

1/2

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ raises one of her own in return. ]

You- [ pauses as she leans over, pressing a kiss to the side of his lips. ] -look amazing.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ pulls back again, smoothing out her dress. ]

I don't think "overdressed" even exists for you. You always look dashing.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Ah? Even for a small event like this?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

Even for a small event like this.

[ stops for a moment, head tilted slightly to the side. ]

Worried?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

That I might be expecting a little too much.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

Oh? How so?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ rolls eyes up to the ceiling of the car in (pretend) thought. ]

I prefer my masquerades to be enjoyable.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ observes him in silence for a while before turning to look out a window. ]

We'll see how it goes.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Hm.

[ & with that, he leans back & closes his eyes as the limo begins to slow in his usual exercise of smoothing his features into something polite & public. ]

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ takes one last look at her reflection, retreating back to her neutral, polite expression. shifts in her seat when the limo stops, taking a passing glance out the window again before turning back to albert in silence. ]

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ raises a hand to caress her cheek gently with the back of his hand before the door is opened for him on his side. gives her parting smile, puts the mask on & slips out of the car, giving the surroundings a lazy look around when he is on his feet. ]

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ huffs out an amused (pleased) sound underneath her breath after he's out, pushing some hair over her shoulder. slips on the mask, sliding out of the car. instead of looking around she simply grins privately to herself as some form of excitement overcomes her.

lets the expression fall back to her usual as green eyes connect with the doorway that leads them towards what she hopes to be an interesting (entertaining) night. ]

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ heads inside with a slow gait, gaze flickering to each decoration with an appraising look. is not surprised to be drawing attention immediately upon entering; decides not to play an active role just yet however, merely accepting a drink from a waiter when offered & placing himself at the edge of the slowly growing population. ]

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ waltzes in after a minute or two passes by, not bothering to take notice of the people who stare (gawk) at her presence. simply surveys the area, quite content in mingling with the small crowds that slowly become larger and larger as the time passes by.

is still too busy searching with a keen gaze to fully acknowledge the few who attempt to approach her, though she speaks fluently all the same... up until she notices a blond head that seems very familiar; this is her cue to excuse herself from the men who failed to grab her full attention, quietly strolling on over to her target for the night. ]

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ hasn't even been there for five minutes and he's already flinching at the people who barely brush or bump up against him. says several "i'm sorry!"s even if he's not exactly at fault, quietly making his way on over to a corner to keep himself from possibly causing a scene. ]

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ has managed to draw a crowd himself despite his poor location; clips of the dull conversation fall deaf on his ears when he spots a sight of familiar blond hair in the crowd. makes him frown for the briefest of moments before it fades back into neutral. straightens away from the wall he has been leaning on, excuses himself from his admirers (kisses the hand of one of the clingier women with a promise of a dance later on to have her relinquish her hold) & navigates through the bodies carefully.

feet quicken when his target trips again, stretching out a hand for the boy to grab onto for support. ]

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ and grab onto it he does as it's the first thing he reaches out for, sort of stumbling a bit before standing up straight again.

looks up at the stranger and blinks a few times. can't really see him without his glasses on but he squints anyway. realizes at the last moment that he's still holding onto his hand, letting out a small "ah!" before pulling away. ]

I'm sorry! T-thank you very m-much.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

You're very welcome.

[ withdraws his hand slowly, tilts his head as if in consideration. smile never leaves, doesn't change. ]

What would be your destination?

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

... um.

[ pauses, looking elsewhere in thought. rolls his eyes upward, then back down again, fidgeting slightly. ]

A um. A c-corner... I think.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ an eyebrow goes up in (maybe) amusement. ]

Ah? You are unsure?

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ lets his gaze rest on albert, eyes closing to pull off his mask. fumbles for his glasses, slowly putting them on. adjusts them on his face, peering up at the other shyly. ]

Y-yes... I'm sorry.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ chuckles, smile still in place even as his eyes are now appraising behind his mask. ]

Then perhaps you'd join me for a drink? A corner can easily be provided afterward.