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Angelina Johnson (fiercebird) wrote in pandorarpg,

Angelina & Cade
It had taken the combined effort of herself and her friends to get Angie properly attired for this party, but when all was said and done, she liked the overall effect. The red dress wasn't one she'd have chosen herself, and so it was a good thing she'd had help. It showed more of her cleavage than she'd have liked, but she couldn't argue that it was a gorgeous dress and exactly what she'd intended with this phoenix costume.

She wore a red and black mask - only a small half-mask, one that obscured her features just enough - with a small spray of feathers. But the noticeable scar that ran down the back of her right arm was perfectly visible; she never hid it. She wore a gold feather cuff on her left arm, and had even donned a ring on her right ring finger, something she was very unused to doing. She arrived at 7:30, clearly not on time, but not so late that she missed out on much. She surrendered her wand - with a grumble - and went for the cocktails. She shunned the wine and champagne, however, and instead had a glass of scotch whiskey in her hand as she surveyed the room. She'd have to track down the girls at some point, but for now, she was just getting a feel for the crowd.

And speaking of the crowd, it didn't take long to pick out some of the better costumes. Notably, there was a gladiator nearby, one very it and with wild curly hair and a stony expression beneath his mask that seemed to suit the costume well. Seemed like this gala was off to the right start already. Angie curved her lips into a smile.