Name:  Countess Mina<br/>Location: Ballroom<br/>Tagging: Markus<br/>Titus and Mina (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_u21VRet_o/S-hMK0lYR3I/AAAAAAAAApU/iaWkszaUpds/s1600/JoanAllenPhoto_RedDress.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/><div align="center">https://youtu.be/hYycUpUSiSI</div><hr/><br/>The Count and Countess finished their dance and the orchestra paused for just a moment for people to find their partner before they changed to a waltz. People were starting to fill the ballroom and the beautiful costumes, some Halloween some just glamorous, glinted and glistened in the candlelight. The Count and Countess went separate ways and the Countess approached a man with an Anubis mask on, Mina knew who most of the people where since it was she who had hand written each invitation to all who had come tonight, but she always made sure to let herself forget who was coming so she would enjoy the anonymity of the evening.<br/><br/>Very familiar even with people she didn't know the Countess stepped up to Markus and placed both hands on his shoulders, her small frame standing close enough that her skirts swirled around his legs as she moved forwards.<br/><br/>"Dance with me," Mina murmured with a smile, her dark eyes gazing up at Markus through her black lace mask. Her skin was dusted so it looked like it shimmered with diamonds and her long curling dark hair cascaded down her back unbound. She used her body to guide Markus towards the dance floor and as the music started she slid one hand down his shoulder and arm to take his hand , "I assume you know how to waltz?"<br/><br/>If he didn't know her body and hands would give him enough ques to follow so that he could lead reasonably well but she wasn't worried about it. Her eyes flitted over the gathered crowd, catching at some people she was sure she knew. She would visit them after her dance. Her slender body melded with Markus' and yet still maintained the appearance of perfect dance poster and stance.<br/><br/>"How do you like our castle?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Name:  Count Titus<br/>Location: Ballroom<br/>Tagging: Elia<br/><br/>As Mina went off to find her next dance partner Titus scanned the room, nodding absently to Sebastian as he moved away to mingle. He cast his eyes over all the glittering people in their ballroom with a soft smirk, he never knew who his wife invited to these balls. Sebastian was obvious because he had just come and changed here at the castle before the ball had started, but everyone else was a mystery, just the way he liked it. He prowled past a servant bearing a tray of champagne and took a flute, sipping it as he observed all the people milling about. You could tell those who had been there before or were comfortable with ballroom dancing because they were already dancing and cavorting away, where the others were standing to the sidelines and downing alcohol to calm frayed nerves. Titus gave him empty glass to a servant before coming to stand before a beautiful blonde pixie and her leonine companion with a flourish and a bow. He held his hand out of the blonde and smirked at them both.<br/><br/>"I apologize for the intrusion ladies, might I steal your partner for a dance?" He addressed the question to the lovely lady with the cream backless dress, his hand already reaching for her companions.  He pulled her into his arms, she could turn out of them easily if she decided she did not want to dance and began to move them towards the dance floor as the waltz began to play. "Do you know how to waltz?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Name:  Hudson<br/>Location: Ballroom<br/>Tagging: Isobelle<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/42/a3/5a/42a35abe713de6973b48c08310d19270--bearded-men-dont-care.jpg)</div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">costume</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2b/d0/d6/2bd0d682c42f9eab7a107e3e2f0cc518.jpg)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">mask</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/16/ac/e5/16ace5367f9e9629bae9f9fd0da47828--raven-mask-mask-ideas.jpg)</div></div><br/>Hudson had never been one to care the kind of image he gave to the media, especially the media in the States, as his family never listened to what they said anyway. His family wasn't much for rumors or social stigma either, they had established themselves well enough in the limelight and social sphere that they didn't need to worry about what others thought of them. So, he roared into the castle grounds on his 1952 HRD Black Lightning motorcycle, it was his current baby as only 6 were left in the world and it had been a limited run before the company had been post WWII. When he pulled up to where the valet's were Hudson wrinkled his nose and with a shake of his head and a muttered, "no fucking way" he drove and parked his motorcycle where the cars had been parked by the valets, ignoring their cries of irritation.<br/><br/>Hudson dismounted, a massive man he towered over almost anyone he met, and took his helmet off revealing his long hair pulled back in a viking warriors braid. He left his helmet with his bike and growled at the valets as he walked to join the throng of people entering the castle, "don't touch my bike!" The castle was beautiful and massive, one of the more beautiful homes he had seen while in the States but he wasn't as dazzled by it as some might be. His own family had many castles back in Scandinavia and he was a movie star who had been to many gala's. But it was very beautifully and tastefully decorated, that much he would admit. Making sure his mask was securely placed as he stepped into the hall he smiled at all the people ohhing and awwing over everything.<br/><br/>Once in the ballroom a asked a server if he could get a whiskey before he started looking for a dance partner. He was prepared to dance quite a bit before the after dance party started, he knew how these balls worked and was looking forward to trying to wear himself out. Once he was brought his tumbler of whiskey, no ice as he didn't want to water down the good stuff he knew would be served here, he made his way towards a pair of ladies who looked very gorgeous from behind. One was blonde and looked ethereal in white but as he stepped up behind the ladies the Count asked her to dance, as he was very intrigued by her friends cream dress Hudson was not fussed by this and lay a massive hand on her back between her shoulders.<br/><br/>"Hello, care to dance?" He reminded himself to not simply whisk her onto the dance floor without first asking Hudson looked down at the beautiful woman before him. Her skin was mesmerizing and his long fingers stroked gently at the skin of her back absently, his bearded face smiling like a jolly giant behind his mask. "I love to waltz for the first dance," it was true, he had been brought up learning all sorts of ballroom dancing and was able to do most of them even in his sleep or very inebriated. Hudson stepped forward as the music started, willing to lead her in the dance if she accepted his request.