let's go masqurading - - ethan - -

[LYRA KARA THORNTON]

lyra bit her lip as she faced the mirror, applying a smidge of lip gloss to finish off her minimalist look. she smoothed down the creases of her pale yellow dress - having gone for a rather light theme, rather than some dark material that she thought most people would have expected of her - a bold red perhaps. but no, she didn't want to today.

she wasn't sure why she'd really chosen to go, perhaps because it could be fun? who knew, she might get paired with some god awful slytherin! and that would be no fun at all - even behind the mask their sarcasm and harsh attitde would still prevail the disguise. but lyra could only cross her fingers and hope to god that perhaps she was paired with someone nice, with whom she could get along with. a nice evening, fun and dancing was all she asked for really.

she grabbed her black feather cardiacan, pulling it on and then setting her mask in place. she flashed her reflection a confident, good luck grin and headed out into the common room. she saw nobody in sight, and wondered if perhaps she were late - she hoped not, it wouldn't do for the other person she was paired with to wonder if she were standing him up. lyra headed to the great hall, recieveing her table number and heading over to it to sit. she lifted her dress slightly in ability to sit down, and did so, looking over the incredible decorations with a small smile and awaiting to find out who might take the empty seat opposite her...

[ethan]

A tuxedo jacket lay across the bed beside a man sitting on the bed, face in his hands. He really didn't want to go to this thing tonight but yet he had signed up. Was it to late to withdraw his name? Surely their couldn't of been an even number of people and someone would be left over to be paired with his partner. It was a fifty-fifty chance and knowing his luck his partner would be left over and their night ruined, unless they were just like him and dreading the thing as it was. Could Ethan get into trouble for simply not showing up? Sitting there in the dark room, he contemplated his options. Go to the ball and possibly have an alright time, or stay up in the dorm room with nothing to do but be trapped with his memories.

Ethan sighed before he stood up and grabbed his tuxedo jacket off the bed. Shrugging into it he looked at himself in the mirror. "Not to shabby." He said smoothing out all the wrinkles in his tux. He left the jacket unbutton and loosened his tie. He didn't want to look like a preppy guy, far from it. Ethan was dressed and ready to go even if his mind wasn't. The only thing left to do was to put the mask on. It was simple one but he liked the shape of it.

With everything in place Ethan walked up to the great hall ready for whatever the night might bring. Upon reaching the entrance Ethan was handed a number which corresponded to the assigned table on the list. After finding out which table he was suppose to sit at he made his way over to it. A blonde girl in a yellow dress was sitting there, hopefully the color choice did not reflect her house.

Ethan pulled out his chair and sat in it a bit lazily. "Hey." Was all he said before he began to look around wishing more and more that he did not bother to come.

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[LYRA KARA THORNTON]

as a guy headed her way she raised one eyebrow, looking him over to see if she recognised him. nothing in her mind clicked, and so she guessed he was from a different house and possibly a different year. on memory she didn't think she'd even pranked him. huh. lyra could have sworn she'd pranked most of the sixth and seventh years in this school, but oh well....

she watched him sit down, biting back a sigh of dissapointment that she hadn't been paired with her boyfriend or someone she recognised. he didn't seem to thrilled herself, which made her even less enthused. at least if it had been someone just genuinely happy then they'd probably have gotten on alright - lyra was funny and friendly and all, just not to people she didn't like or trust... and if this guy was going to be sitting here and make it awkward then.. there wasn't anything she could really do about it.

"Hey." she offered him a small smile. hell if the worst was the worst she could always suggest pulling a prank on a nearby table or something.. anything that might dispell awkwardness or dislike. "uhm hi.." she said quietly in response, not really sure what to say as he looked about and she raised an eyebrow, not sure what the hell to add to that except from, "you alright?" which just sounded rather.. pathetic and lame really.

[ethan]

Was it midnight yet? That was one of the few thoughts that ran through Ethan's mind. He wanted to be through with the evening and it hadn't even started yet. The girl across from him, a blonde, was someone he didn't recognize although ethan rarely associated with the type of girls who would pick a yellow dress. He assumed she was a Hufflepuff, why else would she wear such a blinded happy color. It was sickening really and something he really didn't want to look at. But Ethan refrained from being entirely rude, the night was young and there was no use in causing more trouble for himself than needed.

So instead of slouching, like he previously was, he straightened his back and looked at his unknown company. This is what his sister would want, for him to act like a gentleman. But it was strange that the girl had asked him if he was alright seeing as she knew nothing about him. Did he really need to answer such a silly question, wasn't the answer plainly on his face. Ethan sighed before answering her back. "Not really, but nothing can be done about sitting here all night trying to force conversation." Ethan said rather bluntly.

((Sorry its so short...lost mus))

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