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[That's it... He's never giving Gus real sugar in the food he cooks ever again... Of course, being Oren, he doesn't make any outward reaction and simply follows the two outside.

Iona's steps are light and careful since she's not used to wearing a gown, at least not one as fancy as this (she can keep it clean with magic, thank god).]

Is the ball going to start or did it begin already and everyone's just waiting for you?

[ This is the first time in ages where he's been genuinely excited to show up at one of these functions, so Gus's steps are light and quick; he isn't looking to brag— that would be uncouth, and most of all, rude as fuck— but he is happy to see Iona in such a nice dress. It suits her, but then again, everything does... he's weak. ]

It's started already, but the first ten minutes are usually people trying to scramble for drinks, anyway. We should get there right as Claude is trying to see himself out, actually!

Reallly now? Guess we won't get to see him then...

[Kind of a shame really, she felt like giving someone some grief.]

Ah, of course, can't forget this...

[With her free hand, she points at her lips and a small spark of magic bounces off of it. When she opens her mouth, it's all French.]

How do I sound? I've been kind of working on a cover story, but I might as well start with being able to actually speak the language, right?

Hm, you never know. He might stick around if he sees you in that dress.

[ He says, with a hint of a tease somewhere between those syllables: comfortable heckling his half-brother when he's not there to hear it. ]

—And, whoa! That's perfect, ah... be still, my beating heart. How do you keep on impressing me like this...!!

Plenty of tricks up my sleeve. It comes with being a witch.

We better hurry before Claude leaves and everyone gets all the drinks before we can, right?

Trust me, they never run out of drinks.

[ GRIMLY: ] Never.

[ But!! It's a good idea to hurry up, so he picks up the pace, heading for the large meeting hall they've rented out for the party proper... ]

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[ ...Where Claude is already packing himself up for the day, So Fucking Done with all these morons trying to ask him underhanded questions about truly irrelevant shit. At the very least, he looks like he's having a grand old time evading comments by being passive-aggressive.

And, well.

He drifts out of the entrance hall, towards the exit...

...where he bumps into Iona and co., which he responds to with a raise of his brow and an almost reflexive 'pardon'...

...and, eventually, laughter. What a catch. ]

Ah.

My God, you three make a ragtag bunch.

[Iona raises a brow. C'mon Claude, please... Anyways, gonna be speaking in French for the rest of the night, merci]

A "good evening," would have just been just fine you know. On that note, good evening, Claude.

Apologies— I've spent so much of tonight with formalities that I've exhausted my reserve of 'good evening's. It's hardly good anymore, is it.

[ Is he 90% more pricklier than he usually is?

The answer is yes. ]

The dress is quite nice, though. Compliments to your tailor.

Ah. Had to be more irritating than usual, I take it?

[Oren is taking a few steps towards the entrance, as if being on guard. Which he is. 100% of the time.]

Thank you though. It's weird, having to dress up like this, but I don't often get the chance to go all out like this.

Is it 'weird'? You wear it well, I would never have guessed.

[ Is he buttering her up? Maybe— he sounds a little more snide than usual— but the way he puts his hand over his heart and lightly bows his head is, in a way, somewhat sincere. ]

From me to you, then, mademoiselle. May this night be brighter by your presence to grace it.

[ The compliment is nice enough, but shd tilts her head at him curiously making her earrings catch the light. ]

So what you're saying is that you're leaving even though Oren and I just got here??

[ A blink, and he gives her a somewhat flat look. ]

Precisely because Oren's here. I've served my purpose as tall and mildly handsome, I'm leaving my ticket in more capable hands.

[ suffer, Oren...suffer ]

[ Oren is not taking that bait thank you very much! Iona raises a brow to mildly remark. ]

Think of it this way: because Oren's here everyone will focus on him and you can take a break from being insufferable and hang out with me and Gus here.

[ Let's ignore that very pointed truth about him being insufferable, wow Iona!! ]

I'll only oblige if Auguste is fine with me spoiling his night with my presence.

[ He has a feeling he wanted to be alone with Iona...just a hunch... that and the stupid politics of it all, but whatever. ]

[ she was going to offer an invisibility spell for him again, but Iona figures magic should be kept to a minimum tonight. That and it would defeat her purpose of... she's not sure yet shush ]

Alright then! At the very least you can sneak back with us to the cafe to unwind for an after party refresher!

How generous of you. I expect your true aim is to smear my social discomfort in my face, once all is said and done at this party.

[ He has such high hopes... but he can tell that Gus is getting pouty and impatient, so he gives his brother the floor. ]

Go on, go on, don't let me keep you.

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Good enough!

[ She looks happy enough with that answer and takes Gus's hand while waving to Claude. ]

Here we go! If the place goes up in flames you know who to blame.

[ Claude only responds with a mild 'mm' as he brushes by the group, ignoring the others asking him if he wasn't going to leave— that's his business, thank you very much.

Gus, on the other hand, has been strangely quiet this whole time, and remains that way for a few more seconds as he leads Iona inside the great hall. ]

—So! Phew, we made it. What an ordeal, huh.

[ Heads immediately turn to greet the trio, eyes on Iona as people start talking among themselves about who the young master's brought to the party tonight. ]

Well... Let's not get too comfortable.

[Because now that there are eyes on them, Iona's beginning to feel... a little self-conscious. It doesn't show, but Oren is able to tell and so while Iona conducts herself with grace and grants a charming smile or two towards the other guests, Oren stands tall and composed, his usual troubled walk changed to a long stride as he walks behind Gus and his charge.]

I gotta hand it to you Gus. Whether or not I'm here, you're always the center of attention aren't you?

[She says this jokingly because. You know. The attention Gus gets tends to be mostly for his life oops]

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[ He laughs at that, mostly because he's learned to take the attention with a grain of salt, and also because he knows that it's slightly inaccurate, at least for tonight. ]

Me! No no no no no, they're all looking at you, because you're so beautiful tonight!

[ He beams, because he knows he's not lying... ]

[...and then, under his breath: ]

And everyone is looking at Oren anyway, I hope he trips into the punch bowl.

[She whispers back to him, trying to hold back a laugh at his chagrin towards Oren.]

Hey, he can't help it! And for his sake, I hope there's no tripping.

Ah, speaking of which...

[Iona turns her head to look at Oren whispering to him in English.]

Oren, act natural!]

... Right.

[Oren diverges from his path behind Iona and Auguste, paying no mind to the eyes that are on him. When the golem's eyes does settle on a group of people (mixed of men and women), he actually smiles, giving a nod of acknowledgement, his gaze slightly flickering as if...

And then he speaks, smoothly, and calmly, like a practiced gentleman of experience.]

Bonsoir. Thank you for having us tonight.

[ If this were a shoujo manga, there would have been swooning sound effects coming from some corners of the room; some women cover their mouths with a soft 'oh', and others turn mid-conversation to see who everyone's looking at.

Gus, of course

looks butthurt. ]

Is that natural?! Is that natural for him?!

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I NEVER GOT A NOTIF FOR THIS?? IM SO MAD

and on the night my laptop gets shafted too sob

come on mai laptop... u can do this

tablet tagging it is until a miracle occurs

plays the Rocky theme song for you!!

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