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She wanted to dance and didn't want to dance. If she danced, he'd come. But if she didn't he'd come anyway and Phoenix didn't want him to come anymore. She regretted her costume now but it was too late to change it. Maybe she shouldn't have shown up. Only it was nice to look at the people and she could see Lady Delirium out there with fish bobbing around her head. Some people it looked like they were in every day dress...
Other people had no creativity what so ever. She was perched on a stool like a great black bird, arms dangling between her upraised knees. Phoenix tapped the leather bracers on her arms together in time to some beat inside her head. She had hoped that some normalness would continue in with the party but that mindset had been broken in her brain some time ago. Now she just wanted to know what she could do for revenge. Well, at least she was in character.