Masquerade ball (All Capitolites)

Caspian snapped his fingers in annoyance as he stood looking at himself in one of his many mirrors. His makeup had been applied perfectly to bring out his eyes and that would match his elegant mask, however, he was still awaiting his outfit. Now he screamed out loud enough for all his avoxes to freeze in terror, "Where the hell is my tux! I expect to look exquisite for the ball tonight not indecent!" Almost instantly two avoxes came running into his room with his neatly pressed suit. Without being told they began to put the outfit on him as he nodded with approval. It took them long enough after all to get here.

He watched as his skin was transformed by becoming covered in the tux's breath taking ocean blue. He grinned as he saw the long tails that flew gently off the back of his suit. It was perfect, just as to be expected. He had to make sure to make himself look astounding tonight since anyone who was anyone would be there. Including possibly the man of his idolatry, Mr. Glamour Kinkade himself. Just saying his name sent shrills down his spine. He bit his lower lip imaging what it would be like to be in his presence, to possibly dance with him. Even though this ball was a masquerade he would know which one was Glamour he could always tell. Glamour was unique one obsessed with the telling of stories and Caspian wanted to be apart of one.

When the avoxes finished placing his large matching blue top hat one he smiled at what he say. He was dashingly handsome and now all he had to do was put on the final piece, his mask. he snapped his fingers again as an avox handed him a white and gold colored mask. With precision he placed it upon his face and hid his identity from every. Now he was ready, ready to capture the attention of Glamour. Tonight would be the night Caspian Crillox's dreams take flight. With a swish of his tails he departed his luxurious home and began his journey to the ball.

Caspian was able to find the place with ease since it was lit up like the center of the Capitol during Games season. Which in fact were on right now as he could see on tvs within the banquet hall. He had been watching the games very closely as usual and was quite impressed with the mutts this year. Other than the first Rancor which was a total blow. However, the cobras and rats had done their duties by killing off two tributes. So all in all it had been a good year for scientists such as he. He always enjoyed seeing deaths from mutts which he bred as commanded to do so. However, he disliked the dark of the arena which made watching tributes murder one another quite difficult. But he couldn't change it so that was that.

Shaking his head he walked into the hall and over to a lovely buffet table for drinks. He took the long flute of an turquoise colored one and touched the rim of it to his lips. The second the sweet yet sour mixture hit his lips he was alive. He had always loved the way drinks made him feel. So with a smile and I drink still in his hand he made his way into the swarm of masked people to join in the dance.