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Ever listened as the boys argued and rolled her eyes, walking back to the centre of the ballroom. There weren’t many of them there, so it wasn’t exactly considered a ball. She tried to think about why they could be here.

The demon turned his attention to Ever, "If all you're going to do is a sit around and watch people, might as well join for a talk, no?", he said as he waved her over to speak.

Ever shrugged, as if to say Why not?
She walked over to the boys, “I was making a deal with someone who wanted something deeply. You?” She answered, and questioned in return.

The angel joined in, "Have we found the purpose for this formal attire or is this just a random rendezvous?" She asked.

“I was hunting in a forest for a creature that would’ve cured my curse or so says the legend of it.” Garroth answers.

"I was fighting with a couple punks who were picking for a beating, I somehow fell unconscious and woke up here.", he replied about how he came to be here. Turning his attention to Nouran he said, "No one seems to be speaking up, so that's your answer, besides, if all we're going to to do here is dance, drink, and talk, I don't see us getting out of here.

"I was fighting," she responded quite bluntly, "Uriel wanted a piece of me for burning his roses for me. I didn't get to accept my victory..." the angel rolled her eyes, "I guess this is, more pleasant than fighting the angel of war,"

"By the way, I've noticed a couple bedrooms down the hallways as I was walking with Garoth, it seems like we might be staying here for a while.", he pointed out, down to the hall behind him.

Nouran raised an eyebrow, "Wow, now we're emprisoned here," she remarks, "Are there enough for us? Or do they expect us to fall in love as well?" she added with a scoff as she crossed her arms.

"As charming as I am, princess, yes, there is enough room for everyone here.", he joked as he crossed his arms, a laugh threatening to escape through his teeth.

She narrowed her eyes with a sneer, "Well I have no interest in sharing with you," she hissed, crossing her arms as she flipped her hair with him, "It better have a vanity, though,"

"...It doesn't.", he replied, "Whoever built this place didn't really take into account of the comfort of the guests staying over. "They're rather small and even then, its a bit hard to move around in... unless you take the suite on the second floor. Which seems to be locked..."

"Oh I'm breaking it down," she demanded, unfurling her wings to spot the locked room, "Anyone want to room with me?" she teased, engulfing her hand in her light, "Not," she hissed to herself

Ever tried to contain a laugh, but let it slip through. She shook her head to herself and continued to walk around the room, glancing at the hallway that Abigor had pointed out.

Abigor leans over to Ever, whispering, "There's no suite...", he had lied once more just to screw with his fellow supernatural, "Its only a lounging room...", he finished as he began to whistle.

"I can manifest better rooms," she pondered, running a hand through her hair, "Or I enjoy my own luxuries to myself," she joked, a chocolate fountain forming near the dance floor, "Only if I feel like being merciful towards people," Nouran made her way to the fountain, dipping a strawberry into it as she took a bite.

"This being a presumed power from your bargain with the devil I presume?", the War Demon inferred.

"Nope," she replied, "Just for being a powerful angel, it isn't easy to be the Bearer of Light," she took another bite from her strawberry.

"...It seems easy indulging in the luxuries you're providing for yourself.", he retorted, chuckling as he began to take a seat in the ball room, "Aside from that, I assume that our abilities aren't effected to badly in this area."

Nouran nodded in response, "It's been a while that I've been in an event so formal," she remarked, "I wouldn't mind having a little dance while we're at it,"