Believe it or not, Nobu Drakenscale was absolutely excited for the Spring Masquerade Ball. So excited that they fell asleep in the carriage on the way there and their own servant didn't bother to wake them up. Dressed in a black overcoat which was decorated by silver trim and silky inner lining, they were definitely dressed as a soldier beneath.<br/><br/>Opening their coal black eyes, they stared forward, the whites of their eyes bloodshot due to oversleeping. Batting their eyes however their eyes slowly became better and more moist. Yawing slightly, they glanced over at one of their subordinates which were simply staring at them with a grin across their lips.<br/><br/>Being androgynous and having the ability to transform ones physical gender was something they prided themselves on. The only problem was, it made them a rarity, like a center piece to a table during a tea party and the center of attention during a social debute.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">"I don't like that sleazy look you're giving me,"</span>Nobu would mutter with a soft chuckle before pushing themselves out of their seats and making their way out of the carriage. It would have been quick for them to make their way into the manor and into the main hall. The people gathered here were definitely from all walks of nobility and soldiery. While they got a few favorable glances, the Dragon seemed to use other taller people to avoid being seen.<br/><br/>As Kate came down the spiraling stair case, their eyes watched the movement of her dress, the contrast of the Harlequin mask with the pink bow and dress. It was definitely an eye catcher, something Nobu could get used to over time.<span style="font-style: italic">Yes, good morning to you too; Glad to be here.</span>Nobu thought sarcastically considering they had just woken up in time to attend to the ball. At least they weren't tardy.<br/><br/>As the double doors opened and the ballroom was revealed from the main dining room, Nobu smirked softly, as they would hear the orchestra begin to play traditional music of the waltz. Nobu's mask was relatively unique, it was legitimately a piece of off-black silk with embroidered eye holes within it tied to his head. If he wore a hat, he'd probably look like a highway man. However at least half the people here attending knew exactly who's mannerisms matched that mask, at least they hopefully did.