Hair put up like when he activated his innocence, The Crown Clown, face white, black circles around his eyes and mouth as if were stitched shut...The young exorcist had found it quite odd, maybe, that he didn't get a mask with the outfit, but instead some make up. Even so he put it on with only so much as a shrug, after all it wasn't like he hadn't used some before for their street performances with Mana when the man was still alive...
First thing when coming to the ballroom Allen had already spotted the food. He had debated for a while whether to look around a bit or eat something first, but his stomach reminded him of how hungry he actually was...So first food and then other things.
But what caught his attention as he strode towards the buffet were the names around the sides of the huge cake. And the boy realized that he knew some of them. The names of the recidents, maybe? His thoughts proved to be right as he spotted his own name - and Rabi's - written in silver. A chill went down his spine and he shivered slightly...
He decided to leave the cake alone, for now at least, and instead snatched a few pastries. Then, finding a good place from beside the table he leaned against the wall, munching on the food with a contemplative look on his face. Waiting for someone? Who knows...