How awfully surreal... Or at least, it would have been, had Lucy not attended a few such events in her time, albeit, in a maid's position.
She eyed the hired help with a curious gaze. The brunette was starting to come into her own now. Another of her kind had filled the girl in as to what she almsot certainly had to be and it had propelled young Lucy in certain empowering directions. Still cautious and watchful, of course, but a budding predator in her own right, no longer quite as nervous over undead abilities, as before.
And a masquarade... It seemed perfect. A place where she could hide behind an anonymous guise, act how she pleased and find her reputation no worse for wear.
In certain circles, red could still be viewed as a scandalous thing to wear in public, but Lucy had her own reasons for taking an increasing shine to the colour. Expensive dresses had not been things she could afford to purchase in life - at least, not legitimately. Now, though... Now, she had ways.
Without an escort, however, the young vampiress made her own way to the bowls where drink could be found. It might not give her any nutritional benefit, but Lucy was still perfectly capable of being entertained by flavours.
Besides, thought she, filling a glass, it would look rather amiss if she was without both a partner and beverage.