<div class="floatleft"> (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ40nzdTwRD_5SMMgeHzjusJCf6mshR6ITkJaD-3WAbQi1iE2Brpw) </div><br/><strong> Name: </strong>Kore<br/><strong> Location: </strong>Ballroom<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dress</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <br/>[img height =400]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcStiMyqeF08Fiu_PFUxqYmTmQtr6Ws52eXfsaEGKEn7Xdn3LZou_A[/img] </div></div><br/><strong> Tagging: </strong>Stephen and Imogen<br/><hr/><br/><br/>That was unexpected, totally not what she thought would happen when she tried to taunt him. He side stepped her taunt without falling into her trap and  she could've facepalmed herself in a very unlady-like mannerism but before that could happen, his hands were on her waistline. With firm grip, without any chance of her protesting, she was turned around, his hard chest pressed against her back. With breathing quickened, she stared ahead as his words made her blush behind the mask. She may be confident but still she was inexperienced, especially when someone bestow such fine yet dirty words. She could sense the underlying innuendo but she didn't tried to move or protest. Standing still, as her chest rise and fall in quick succession, Kore felt him move away  with his words urging her to find a dance partner. Turning her head around she saw him moving back into the crowd. For a while she thought of following him, after all how hard it was to follow his mask when especially he was wearing not so much complimentary mask and suit but she thought better of it. If that's what he wishes, then let it be. Turning around as Countess announce the opening of the Banquet hall, Kore grins and started to walk toward the Hall along with many others as many dancers started to wither away.<br/><br/>From the corner of her eyes she noticed two new ladies, one dressed a bit Gothic, in her opinion while the second one who was almost like a shadow was more dressed like to assassinate. She had an intense look, sitting on a chair like a Queen and who knows that she must have been one. Moving aside from the crowd of people which moving into the hall, Kore decided to study the one who was watching everyone with a look of disinterest. Her eyes and face were clear enough like she was detached from this place, in her very own world. Deciding to try her luck with another interaction, Kore walked up to her, aware of Her eyes on her to she neared.<br/><br/>"Hello, I think I must be late but would the Lady mind a dance?" She speak in a soft whisper, little intimidated under her gaze as their eyes were locked, neither of them giving under the stare of the other one.