[center][i]Ivory >>> Grand Hall[/i][/center]

[b]«Sure. Just give me a moment to prepare myself. I have just arrived. I will join you in the main room when I am done. It should not take too long.»[/b]

[I]Did I scare her away? At least she didn't refuse to come along.[/i] Nellia thought as she checked herself in the mirror once more. She stared into her green eyes and felt once more as if she was looking at herself, but at the same moment something unfamiliar too, something deep down which was hiding still.

After a few minutes however, Nellia's new acquaintance was ready to go and moments later they were on their way to the Grand Hall where the ball was taking place. She did her best to remain silent, a behavior which Gracie seemed to share as she didn't say a word either. It was quite maddening for her to remain quiet for that long but since that seemingly suited her new roommate, she felt that it was too soon to annoy the person she'd share Ivory with and focused on her increasing excitement over the coming celebration.

Soon, they reached the Hall with Nellia awestruck over how easily Gracie had found the place however she soon lost sight of her as she wandered off and the crowd got in the way.

[i]«That one is also unlike the others.»[/i] she whispered to herself, breaking her almost unbearable silence as Gracie had given her many new thoughts to accommodate in her already crowded head. [i]«She is so... so... turtle! Yep, she's a turtle. Or turtl...ish. Actually that's better, turtlish. Turtles are the definition of calmness and neutrality. I ain't aware of an angry turtle or a depressed one. And she's the same, didn't smile one bit. She's...grey. Not black and not white. She lives right in the middle. Or she's a robot sent- Oh look! A doggy!»[/i]

As soon as she caught a glimpse of the animal, she immediately made her way towards the small group of people around it, not noticing those with the creepy looking masks who made up a big percentage of the continuously growing crowd.

[i]«Hello!»[/i] she exclaimed before crouching in front of the dog while maintaining a bit of a distance. She knew that she didn't like someone touching her without a reason and she didn't consider it any different for the tall doberman.
[i]«Are these your humans, canine friend?»[/i] she asked before flashing the dog a wide smile.
[i]«Am Nellia and I don't consider myself turtlish in case you wondered.»[/i] she continued as she stood up and faced the others. [i]Should have adressed them before the doggie.[/i] she thought, recognizing her mistake although it is uncertain whether she would have acted differently if she had the chance. [i]«And by turtlish I mean am not a robot and neither do I act like it.»[/i]

She didn't make any sense, she knew that much. She never made any sense to anyone except herself and sometimes even her very thoughts sounded strange and bizarre.

[i]Perhaps [b]she[/b] was right afterall...[/i]