[littl3chocobo]

his shoes were heavy and his hair tinkled loudly but he knew he looked good. stepping through the doors was like falling into the rabbit's hole. everywhere the strange and the beautiful danced and talked and loved and vaunted their uniqueness, his beads and baubles glittered and heads turned. he reveled in the looks, even among his peers he was beautiful. this golden narcissus in a glittering midnight ball

[DarkForbidden-Love]

Damon tried to stay at the edges of the crowd at large parties like this. Sure he was dressed up and all that but he prefered to leave the spot light to more...social people. As part of the core Underground his attendance was manatory even if no one actually said it was. His attention danced from person to person until it landed on one particular lavishly dressed attendant. This one stood out amoung the rest because of the outfit that demanded attention. His attention was pulled away from the part goer when someone shock his arm. "Hey pretty girl," The person started and Damon did not let them get any further.

"I'm male and I'm not interested in 'dancing' or grinding my hips with yours." He informed this person coldy already fed up with requests for the 'pretty girl' to dance with someone or another. He was male and not interested in dancing.

[littl3chocobo]

out of the corner of his eye he saw the flash of silk and sandy blonde hair. he eased himself from his small crowed of admirers. as he passed close one of the beefs stomped by, he grazed a hand along a shoulder causing the other to turn his face breaking in wonder then scorn as he realized who had touched him. narcissus continued on to the other. his face broke out in a grin. "hey pretty boy...want to talk?"

[DarkForbidden-Love]

"And why would I want to talk to you?" Sure the guy was pretty but that said nothing for brains... or what he wanted to talk about. It was a plus in Damon's book that he had notice that he was male though. "It had better be interesting, or I'm walking out." And he would have a legit reason, this year he had been told he could not walk out until the 100th conversation- that number included dance invitations thankfully- and this would be the 100th.

[littl3chocobo]

a testy one, he liked that. they were the most fun. he wondered what would be the best route to take, he could either fluster the boy or he could try and make a connection, if looks were anything to go on he was not a daily player, so he prolly was here for the event. "ten kisses or a hundred conversations?" he could already guess which the other would have chosen

[DarkForbidden-Love]

"A hundred conversations," Damon said in a heart beat. Sure he may dislike the stupid conversations and all but that was nothing compared to kisses. "Same to you." Damon said attempting to stop the conversation in its tracks. If the other person left the conversation then Damon could leave the event. It was an interesting conversation starter and that was another half plus. Wich put him higher then any of his other conversations tonight.

[littl3chocobo]

he smiled wide his white teeth flashing "i am the king of the beauties" he allowed the other to let that sink in. he had to do kisses over by ten a hundred kisses and to dance with anyone who asked it before the night was over. he was glad he was not zeus, a thousand conversations were harder by far. "and you are kiss one"

[DarkForbidden-Love]

Damon rolled his eyes, "And you dabble in poetry too?" He asked sarcastically and leaned against the wall. "Your conversation 100 for today, count yourself lucky you came so late, otherwise you would be fighting of more then your admirors." Damon gave the other a smirk that showed teeth and clearly said 'don't try to kiss'. "And then why would the "King of Beauties" want to grace me with his presence if I don't do kisses?"

[littl3chocobo]

"you turned away one of the king's entourage" he smiled wider "i felt compelled to talk to someone stupid enough for that. besides" he paused "you are not a beauty or a beef, you don't even look like you belong. i want to know why some kid in a halloween costume is loitering in one of the most exclusive under-21's in the entire city"

[DarkForbidden-Love]

Damon raised an eyebrow, "I turn away everyone, King's entourage or not." Damon's smirk got just a bit colder, "I am niether so I should look like neither. And of course I don't look like I'm supposed to belong," Damon gave a small chuckle, "Because I don't belong." He actually belongs but this one does not need to know he is one of core members of club that normally goes by the name of "Facade". "Though I can't say I'm a kid in a costume, more like one who has to go to a party they would rather not go to." Damon much pefers the smaller groups that attend the Silver Leaf daily to the larger holiday bashes.

[littl3chocobo]

he grew suspicious "who is your king?" he wondered if the other was from a rival club. this was begining to not be fun anymore.

[DarkForbidden-Love]

"I have no king." Damon answers. "I answer to only "Silver Leaf", and he is not a king more of a guild I would say." Damon's smirk drops and his face becomes blank, "Now if you'll excuse me I have to finish my 100th conversation before I can leave and you are my 100th. So shall we finish, or continue this line of questioning?" Damon hoped for the fist one because Facade was supposed to make a public appearence soon with the rest of the core to wish everyone happy holifays.

[littl3chocobo]

he paled under his make-up this boy was a lower scrub and even so he was almost as high a rank. he debated whether he should walk away now and forfeit his kiss. he tossed the idea he was king and he was marked, three years, an entire term, next to noone had three years. he put back on a smile "do not fret this conversation is ending" he reached over quickly and grabbed the others' chin reaching in he gave the boy a kiss on the cheek "one" he whirled around his heart beating a mile a minute, he sauntered off and melted into the crowd. he was so boned

[DarkForbidden-Love]

Damon wiped the kiss off his face, he did not need this now. He fled outside and disappeared. He came back redressed and with a different air about him. Right now he was "Facade" And he was the speaker tonight. He slipped back into the room and waited for his cue, an entrance was everything at the halloween party and he had to keep his title as best of the core. Sure it was only a title but Facade was an entertainer it was simply what he did.

[littl3chocobo]

nineteen kisses and a dance, that was all he got before a hush drew over the revelers and the lights went down. everyone crowded to the large stage centered in the room 810 bodies all pressing to get the best view. he was lucky when a particularily large beef pushed next to him 'hey, lend me a hand, i am too short" the big guy obligingly picked him up and buoyed him in his arms. from this height he could see the stage in full

[DarkForbidden-Love]

The stage exploded in green and blue smoke and a single green dove flew out of it. The crowd waited with baited breath as Facade appeared from the smoke with his trusty companion beside him. "Hello, and welcome to the annual Silver Leaf Halloween Bash." He did not shout, that was unnessisary, the room had been modified so that anyone on stage could be heard even if they talked in a whisper.
"As you all know, I'm Facade the Entertainer but today I'm not here for a show or for a few magic tricks." Several people in the audience were suddenly shrouded in colorful festive lights that he had planted earlier. Several people laughed while other attempted to escape the lights that were bat shaped. "But I'm hear to announce the winner of this years Halloween Dance and all mini events." Facade smiled at the cheering crowds.