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He’d arrived in style, or at least he liked to think he had. A golden dragon mask sat across his face. His suit was one that had been tailor made for his own tastes, down to the cape with purple lining, a purple tie adorning his chest. Around his shoulders was draped Dratini, the small serpentine Pokemon resting sleepily, lazily around his neck. He glanced around slowly and let out a soft hum as he glanced around at the other people who were attending. There were quite a few people here already. He walked up to the first person he saw, smiling warmly at her. “Pardon me, miss. You wouldn’t happen to know where the punch bowl is, would you? I’m somewhat parched.”
Where so many had decided to dress exceedingly vibrantly, Nozomi felt almost underdressed in her attire. A strapless purple dress flowing down to the floor, while her mask was a rather simple affair: pale lilac adorned with small jewels and the plume of some unknown bird. In a way, she was out of place amongst these fanciful and beautiful people. At the very least, though, the idol was going to find some way to entertain herself. Pouring a glass of punch and walking amongst the crowd, she soon found herself approached by a stranger wearing... was that a dragon?
"Right... right over there." She pointed vaguely in the direction of the punch bowl. "I could take you. Erm... is that a dragon you're wearing? Or some kind of snake?"
