<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/340353926d30224378a32e525b272a78/tumblr_oxxz9cXbTS1vxwaceo1_250.gif) </div><strong> Name: </strong>Claudine<br/><strong> Location: </strong>Banquet Hall<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Attire</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (https://78.media.tumblr.com/3878bda0143cedb7662109ca4f9ef34a/tumblr_oxtstwsgJu1vxwaceo1_400.gif)</div></div><br/><strong> Tagging: </strong>Marcus/Open<br/><strong>Mentioning: </strong>Marcus, Sebastion, Stephen<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><strong>I</strong></em></span>t most certainly would be quite the lie should Claudine say no if one of the other guests asked if her eyes followed the false Egyptian Deity once he stepped away from her. Now where arctic winds blew, frosting all things in the gleaming shine of diamond ice, the side of her that was Shade, could as much as would give a dry laugh of disdain. No doubt also exhaling forth a follow up of some derogatory remark concerning how the choice of stock here was disappointing. The truth was, far behind the gleam of those now warm olive colored eyes, she indeed watched him fade from her sight with mixed curiosity and emotion. Both of which being slightly guarded. There also was a dim reflection of an admirer's stroke of brush in the molded paint that formed lips into a small smile.<br/><br/>The way he had approached her, it had been different than she was used to. Most other's devoted hollow respect, their fleshy faces carved more deceptive than the masks worn here tonight. No, the man wore the Anibus Warrior mask but, unless she was to be found wrong, the mask did not wear him. A divine rarity that was sincerely refreshing. To chase that thought in following was the intimacy they had shared on the dance floor. It had all the fury and passion that could be found fogging the mirror in a lover's bedroom. Even when all movement ceased, breaths held captive while they were both tangled in a shared lock of gaze, blood still roared. Claudine certainly felt the pulse between her thighs, silently aware more than the roots to her head of darkly roasted chestnut brown had become lightly sodden. Far from love at first dance but, a certain volume of lust certainly had been added to her hand of cards in spades. Those being tucked under her gown, between flesh and corset, branding her, temporarily so.<br/><br/>A new thought bloomed then. One that saw her no longer waiting, steps were taken in gliding stride with taunting feline sway of her hips brought her towards and into the banquet hall. Intended to keep her word, wanted to even. Sitting, idly chatting while eating. It would prove interesting to see him manage to eat without removing his mask for certain. Just the same, sometimes a hunt and chase could be,<em>inspiring</em>. Sure, it was a touch mean but it was not like everyone was identical in costume. How hard could it be for him to find her?<br/><br/>What she found, what she saw, was peculiar. The fancy Skeleton masked male she had noticed earlier with the Countess and Count was now without company, seemingly enjoying his meal, alone. Another she had glanced briefly on earlier, the male wearing the raven mask, was also sitting alone. Well, if they wanted company, they surely would have it. So she chose not to let her sight linger too long on either figure. It was rude to stare at someone while they were electively eating privately.<br/><br/>Which brought her attention floating to where there was a small cluster of bodies in the corner of the room. Those who carried the mantle of security was rather obvious. Easily could hazard the guess that was the cause of tension in the air. The longer she looked, the more she saw, growing to know even less. Quite possibly might had remained statue still in starring had someone not accidentally bumped her. It served to break the spell that attempted to seize control of her and brought a mumbled apology from her lips. Giving a light shake of her head, she figured better not to worry about the questionable happenings. So she took pace towards where a spread of food was displayed in a spread, set on fixing herself a small dish of something to eat. Though every so often, her gaze flickered in looking curiously at the Skeleton and Raven masked gentlemen.<br/>