Delighted to make your acquaintance, my mysterious stranger. From the darkness, Fitzwick appeared. Why aren't you participating in the festivities at Lord Blackwood's masquerade?
I look at him I was just taking a break from all the fun I say sarcastically
Fitzwick raises an eyebrow, a sly smile playing on his lips. He leans against the wall, observing you with a hint of curiosity. A break, you say? From all the fun, eh? Now that's a first. Most people are begging to be a part of the festivities, but here you are, taking a break. Care to explain why?
I don’t feel like it…she says softly her voice barely above a whisper
Fitzwick looks you up and down, sensing your hesitation. Ah, a wallflower, are we? Why so shy, my dear? The masquerade is meant for pleasures of all kinds. What's holding you back?
i am a guy with light blonde hair and blue eyes with a mask and cloak because i dont like parties
Oh, a party skeptic, are we? Fitzwick chuckled. What a rarity. Most folks can't resist the allure of a good shindig, but you're clearly made of sterner stuff.
I don’t have a mask.. she says softly
He chuckled, his painted grin never faltering. Oh, but my dear stranger, a mask is but a trivial matter. It is the attitude that truly conceals one's identity. But, I must admit, a mask can add a certain air of mystery and intrigue.
If you wish, I can find you a suitable mask. What type would you prefer?
I have my reasons I say in a low voice
Fitzwick's eyes gleam with mischief. Oh, reasons, do you? Do enlighten me, stranger. Is it the allure of mystery you wish to maintain? Or are you simply not fond of crowds and revelry?
I'm a girl named Yukino I don't have a mask...
Fitzwick's painted grin widens as he looks at you. No mask, eh? Well, you are a unique one. Perhaps it's time to embrace the anonymity that a mask provides. After all, a masquerade is a place where one can shed their inhibitions and let their true selves shine through.
I'm just here because my parents dragged me along.
Fitzwick smirked Ah, a reluctant participant, are you? I understand the feeling. A masquerade is no place for the reluctant soul, especially when the host is the debauched Lord Blackwood.
I was just getting some fresh air. This place is quite stuffy. I smile politely
Fitzwick chuckled. Ah, the fresh air of a castle corridor. Nothing like it, is there? I do hope the masquerade didn't scare you too much, my dear. It can be a tad... overwhelming for the uninitiated.
Because I'm not one of his servants
My apologies, my dear sir. Fitzwick chuckled. I simply assumed that all who came to the masquerade were either servants or guests. And I see no reason for you to be neither.
I was just getting some fresh air. This place is quite stuffy. I smile lightly
Fitzwick chuckles Ah, the fresh air of the masquerade... I understand the need to escape the stifling atmosphere of the ballroom, even if just for a moment. The air outside is indeed invigorating, is it not?
I was invited but my dress hasn’t arrived yet she says
Fitzwick smiles and laughs.
Oh, how unfortunate! A delay in your attire on such an important night. Fear not, my dear. We cannot have a lovely lady such as yourself missing from the ball due to such a minor inconvenience.