<div class="floatright">(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h164/ybfchic/August%202015%20Part%20V/xe7.png)</div>Name: Markus<br/>Location: Ballroom<br/>Tagging: Claudine & mentioning a whole lot of people.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mask</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/07/2c/e3/072ce358a93c0201be6125842da2b4d4--anubis-symbol-anubis-tattoo.jpg)</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>...and like that, she was gone. Markus watched the alluring figure of the Countess disappear into the crowd. Her presences still lingering after their first dance in a multitude of ways. The young Boxer, still standing at the edge of the ballroom dance floor, took a moment to study his palm and the barely visible token Mina had left there. Cade was amused by the thought, that of all the things that were ever left in his hand by a woman, this one was truly quite different. It wasn't a phone number written on a scrap of paper or written on his palm directly with pen or sharpie. It wasn't a hotel card key or a pair of panties tossed at him like that one night after that fight party. Those actions spoke, all too clearly, of their intent; like the Woman herself, it was an elegant gesture that could mean a variety of things and always left the receiver looking for the giver for answers later in the night.<br/><br/><em>'Maybe, I'm making to much of this...'</em>M.J.C. thought as he closed his hands around the impression.<em>'Yeah right..let's keep it real Markus, you're probably not going to wash this hand for awhile...'</em>Still, the Lady's advice was on point and if she was able to survive the pressure of her station, without ill-effect this long, then the Fighter figured he should take her words to heart.<br/><br/>Snatching a glass of sparkling wine from one of those wandering servants, who somehow defied natural human endurance by holding trays in the most uncomfortable looking positions; the Anibus warrior started to look for new entertainment. The number of available women had decreased significantly while M.J.C. was occupied with the Countess, with most having found dancing partners of their own. Still, they were a few worth noting for future reference, as Markus just experience, dance partners go as quickly as they come.<br/><br/>There was a slip of a girl in all white, beautiful with long flowing hair who looked as if she would be just as happy sitting on a fairy tale toadstool as she was engaging an older and distinguished looking Gentleman. "Oh... I hope I look that good when I'm older." The Boxer remarked though chances were that Markus wouldn't do to having an occupation that involves very angry men trying to beat you about the face. There was another vision of beauty in all azure at the edge of the dance floor who's blue and gold dress echoed the colors of the Boxers own mask. Yet as Cade step forward he smiled to himself catching the subtle tells that suggest this "woman" was, in fact, a man. Before turning to focus his cataloging elsewhere he remarked "Very well done, Sir," Markus said to the ether. "Not my cup of tea but I will admit you do look good."<br/><br/>Then there was the exotic looking Sister at the other end of the ballroom. A form-fitting dress and a silver half mask that did its job well by adding a measure of mystery to the sexiness. The light chocolate skin enchantress had made herself available to a fellow in all blue and white finery and seemed to be enjoying herself with the attention. Later, if she is alone, Cade would make it a point to approach this woman simply to figure out where she was from as she looked to be of mixed heritage, like himself.<br/><br/>As the Anibus Warrior started to move around the ballroom. He passed by a Woman in a red dress and mask who possible partner, adorned in an ebony bird-like facade, had just departed. Markus stepped close to the woman and hoping that he just read the interaction right remarked, "Got to love the ones that play hard to get... but usually they are the  most fun to be with when caught." Not wanting to impose more than he had, he bows before the woman "My apologies for being forward, I'm a bit out of my element here. Still, if you get tired of the pursuit come find me..." M.J.C. gives the young woman a devilish grin before stating. "...I like to be caught." Stepping away, still bowed at the waist, Cade turns and heads off to let the young Lady decide which suitor she might choose to chase.<br/><br/>Continuing his search The Fighter passes by another stark Beauty wearing an interesting batlike Mask who has attracted the attention of a Blue Dragon. The Man leading his companion to the floor just as the live band finally plays a song that Markus has heard before. "Oh Hell No... Black Eyed Peas!? I've got to find a dance partner..."<br/><br/>Turning in a full circle Cade caught the glance of a woman who looked as much a superheroine in a burgundy dress as she did a Lady at a ball. Eyes flecked with gold locked onto the Boxer's deep browns for just a second before passing over as if uninterested. "No. No.. no, your not getting off that easy. You saw me and I saw you." Markus quipped as he headed straight in the multi-colored masked woman's direction. She couldn't possibly have missed Markus's intent at making contact despite the impression that she simply didn't wish to be bothered.<br/><br/>As M.J.C. got closer he notices, due to being an athlete himself, that this Lady was far more tone and muscled than one would have thought a debutant would be. In fact, she looked incredibly fit and could probably hold her own against the Lightweight Champion's grueling work out routine. The superheroine reference was looking more and more fitting as Markus got closer. Now with the Anibus Warrior looming directly before the unknown and wealthy Heiress she couldn't help but level those eyes on the Anubis Warrior once again, the sparkling heart shaped gem and choker that rested around the Lady's neck drawing Cade's eyes downward before looking back up.<br/><br/>There was a moment of awkward silence as Markus stared at the woman behind the mask, then the Fighter spoke abruptly in the negative. "You're flattered by my attention but your not interested in whatever I have to say. Your not looking for a dancing partner at this moment but when you do you'll keep me in mind. My outfit is ridiculous and speaks volumes too how out of place I am in all this and quite frankly your just not in my league. Who the Hell do I think I am!?" M.J.C. waits a moment for dramatic effect before smiling and ending with, "Did I get them all?"<br/><br/>"Now, that we got all that out of the way maybe we can be real about this." Markus turns back to the dance floor and points. "That probably the only song I'm going to know this whole night and it's one of my favorites. Now I'm going to dance to it and I'm willing to throw you over my shoulder to get you out there with me." Offering his hand the Boxers continues, "Now you look marvelous and I can tell that you have the body for this so, please... because throwing you over my shoulder would probably have me in jail for assault and that's after you kick my ass. I'm hoping that you will save me from myself and simply just accept my invitation to dance..."