Re: .:The Doorway:.
A masquerade, huh? Not really so much Dante's cup of tea, but hell.. what did he have better to do? And that Zorro costume hanging in his closet... well, it was just begging him for an excuse to try it on.
And to be honest? It didn't look too shabby on him either. At all. Lucifer's roses were a nice touch too, as careful as he was with their sharp stems.
But other than getting the chance to wear such nice new attire... he also found this to be a good opportunity to scope out just who all was here. Yeah, he knew the kid was for sure- shit, he'd been rooming with him for a while now, but despite the messages over the network, he had still yet to actually see his own twin brother.
... who is supposedly dead.
...
Dante shook the saddening thought out of his mind and stood cooly by the doorway; despite the fact that his face was covered by a dark, mysterious black mask, anyone could tell his real identity from his standard devil may care poise.. Icy eyes scanning the crowd carefully just to see if he could make connection with a familiar face.
"... Hn. Seems this place is more populated than I thought," he bemused to himself aloud, rubbing his nose from underneath the mask in evidence of his on-developing boredom.