[center] [b] [u] Acacia Malikov [/u]
Grand Hall [/b] [/center]

She’d nod gently as she’d cast a glance around the room when he asked the probably rhetorical question of being the only one in the loop. As for the second question she herself could have asked the same, “Sorry, I have no idea” she tried to spot who seemed new and who seemed different, but, they were all the same, the masks didn't help. She herself peered back to the boy who’d startled her and eventually extended a hand “Ace” she smiled the slightest. Dark lips curled in a barely noticeable gesture of kindness, and her eyes trying to seem relaxed. Her dress sat comfortingly about her torso outlining the seemingly fit form the girl kept; she was a runner not a dancer so she dreaded anything to come. As it went down her frame, the mix of red and black fabrics spread off into layers crumpled only in some places, this was to create a look of rippled layers and seeming elegance. 

Spotting another enter the large doorway she’d watch for a moment as he eagerly made his way into the crowd, no doubt probably eyeing up all the ladies in dresses baring skin. She almost seemed to grin wider at the idea of him being rejected by a fair few, this wasn't the kindest thought, but, it was seemingly amusing. That is if it wasn't for the fact she’d go over if it happened and offer tender words.

After people seemed to stop paying heed to the canine and herself she’d return her attention to the male that’d obviously needed some form of answers. She remained quiet herself until he himself may have given a name; if he didn't then she’d probably start back to a corner with no body crowding it. She wasn't the most comfortable with so many about at this point and simply glanced around now and then at movements while trying to focus upon the other ahead. 

Koshmarik on the other hand remained where he was, head as high as it could be, sharply pointed ears erected forward as he’d look around the room, there were people here he didn't trust and it was obvious as he’d huff lightly. The huff was of uncertainty, if they bore any more than a mere distrust and more a threat he’d get louder if he had to. Behind him his stumped tail sat stiffly raised, he’d forgotten already about the fast moving stranger and lost himself into his own distractions.

[hider= OOC] Not a problem ^-^ Was my pleasure, the quiet solitary girl needed something to get her in a social situation [/hider]