(If it's all right I guess I'm going to kick off this little event, if not I'll just delete it.)

The doors opening silently as footsteps are heard through the darkness, the lights are out but all here know their way around. The doors then close and the light blue lights fade in over the stage, Vincent and a few gifted lycans and vampires looking to the floor. Vincent's hands are wrapped tightly around the mic stand as he leans closer, an odd grin on his face at this the most important of events between the covens and packs. He opens his mouth and places his upper lip against the mic. His ragged hair hanging down, hiding his blue eyes from the crowd as he snaps three times and the piano begins to play gently over the back round. The lights sweep across the stage slowly as he begins to tap his foot. The almost brand new stage his vans now tap against make a hallowed sound in this place tonight. His head rises and he grins out into the darkness. This is the time when they are all as one, not as vampires, not as lycans, but as people, though not people in the aspect of human. The piano continues it's slow dance among their ears and the guitarist sends a delicate note across the ceiling. And another set of lights, in an off shade of pink twirl amongst the blue, letting a dim light hang over the hall. This was the first event of the Autumn Festival, not the ball just yet but non the less still very important. Every year since the first Ball the week before music would be played in commemoration of the newest generation to join the packs and covens, the newly born, the newly bit. As the eyes of the many around begin to shine amongst the dim light Vincent starts to sing.

"Hello helicopter, are you here to stay?
Bodies, rest and motion fighting night and day
Well it's kill or be killed
And one day we'll get the best of them
Hello helicopter, will you be my friend?
Will you take me away?

Hello helicopter,have you heard the news?
No one gives a shit about the things they do
We all waste and consume, destroy and ruin everything we touch
It's easy not to think when you're not told that much

I'm not saying anything you haven't heard before
I'm just trying to understand the way we are

Hello helicopter, are you lost out there?
Swimming through the garbage dump that fills the air
In several more years no one will care
They'll be rich and dead
So let somebody else devise a cure for it."

The lights fade further in, Vincent's black pants, white shirt and tie are tinted blue and pink amongst the lights, his less the formal attire fitting of the music as he continues, line after line as they stream through his mind. He looks out into the now faint light of the smiling faces, of enemies of friends, of lovers and liars, all together now. He grins between his word and licks the inside of his lower lip. A friendly gaze in Dani's direction, an odd look into a vampires eyes and back to front only to close and fade out. His words continue to float and the guitars start to hammer in after the first verse, pulling the mic away from the stand and jumping back. The music gets only stronger form here as he smiles and moves to the beating drums that pound through him in sink with his heart. He lets the last phrase "I'm just trying to understand the way we are" echo through the hall for a second all of it cutting out for a split second before hammering on into the next verse. The crowd begins to move, some of the older vampires holding their stances towards the back of the room. He can only smirk at the sight of dancing and normality among them all, no blood shed tonight.

The ball was always something to look forward too just because of all the chaos that could happen in one night. Would there be blood shed? Would she hook up with some ravaging vampire? Although that last one seemed unlikely since Danica was meeting Jasper at the ball. It was sure to be a night to remember, especially considering that the were-woman was going sober, no booze and no drugs. That would probably ensue later on in the night, but there was enough alcohol to drink there, so why even bother getting smashed beforehand? Besides, she would like to have been sober to see her friend perform in front of all of those haunting eyes of vampire and werewolves alike. But, the balls was an occasion to get all dress up, not look weird, and not feel like a complete hooker. The dress she was wearing made her feel like she was walking on air, the highlight of the room. It accentuated every curve, the sparkle in her eyes, the tone of her skin, and even her height, making her look taller, even though it had something more to do with the silver spikes that bestowed themselves on her feet. It felt like everything was about to change and hell she hoped that it was for the good and not for the bad.

Jasper would be late, she knew that, he had things to attend to considering that the ball was being held on their territory, and while she wanted to protect the land that was there’s, she didn’t have much worries floating around in her head about the vampires being on their land, their enemies mingling amongst each other. Life just seemed excellent for a change. It kind of made sadness overwhelm through the young woman, knowing Jasper was out there somewhere and she couldn’t be near him, but never had she relied on a male as much as she was now. It wasn’t very long into the ball and already she had kicked off those damned shoes, feeling more at home barefoot at that present moment. The only thing that Dani didn’t feel comfortable with was the lack of unexposed flesh. The girl was a whore and baring flesh just felt like a passage of honor. People looked at her that way and she loved the attention. Granted she was still getting looked at, but sometimes not in the way she craved. Why did she want looked at like that? She had Jasper, and in some sick way that made her feel all happy inside, Vincent. Yes, it was kind of wrong, but did she care? No. When did she ever have boundaries? Vincent was Vincent, he didn’t care how she was and she had known him long before Jasper. She even liked all three of his personalities. Plus the guy could sing.

When Vincent looked out at her in the crowd, she smiled and waved, not wanting to do anything too embarrassing for her friend. Grabbing a bottle of what looked like high quality beer; she took off the cap with her fingers as if a brittle bone and took a long sip, feeling the cool beverage flow through her esophagus. As the song continued, people made their way out onto the dance floor and the party girl was certainly one of the first ones out there. This song didn’t belong to the kind of dance that was completely sexual, and since she didn’t want to dance with anybody, the Caprice girl pretty much just started jumping up and down heavily cranking her head around so her hair went everywhere. It was kind of a weird site, but she was in a silly mood and those rarely came about that weren’t induced by drugs. When the song was done, she screamed her loudest, almost transformed into a howl. A lot of people would have been embarrassed to do something like that, but modesty surely wasn’t her thing when she got passed around faster then a carton of cigarettes in prison and had been fully exposed to more people then celebrities to the tabloids. The girl was a ho, but a nice ho at that, at least when she wanted to be. Forget applause, she screamed some more. She was definitely going to be noticed now.

Today was a day where Jasper truly did not feel like himself. He had been making preparations for today for months and he was relieved that it was finally here. He stared at himself in the mirror and slicked back part of his hair that was in the way. He smooth the pin striped pants and the vest that went with it out over his body. Jasper really hated these things. There were so many expectations and he hated being on his best behavior. If this ball wasn't on his territory maybe he wouldnt have to act so much but things were just expected. Tonight he had to make sure that he was a good leader and he had to make sure he didnt slip into his usual ways and make-out with anyone. No, tonight would be as normal as possiable.

Jasper took one last look in the mirror and headed down towards the ball. Making a mental checklist, Jasper made sure that he made all the necessary properations to keep his territory safe. As Jasper made his way into the crowd, he looked for one person. That one person was Dani. He saw Vince on stage as he pushed past a vampire. He hoped that no blood would be shed tonight, otherwise it was his head on the chopping block. He really didnt want to have to explain to the other leaders why one of their own was killed. He had made sure he made it clear to the pack that it was to be normal and civil here. As he continued to push through the crowd, Jasper spotted a few familar faces there. He grabbed a beer from the table next to him and took a swig. He really need to loosen up. This uptight attitude he had about him made no fun for partying.

Jasper finally found her there on the dance floor. He stood on the edge of the crowd watching her. He heard the song finish and he heard her scream. Her scream was almost as loud as his howl was in his wolf form. He smiled. That was Dani for you, she never cared what people thought. That was one thing he loved about her. He let her have her fun for a moment as he shook hands and welcomed a few people to the ball. When he was done with that he headed to join Danica on the dance floor.

Jasper really wasn't much for dancing. Actually, he was kind of uncoordinated. It wasn't really ideal for him to dance because he would look like a fool. As he approached Dani, he thought she looked amazing. The way her dressed flowed around her made her like short of like a goddess to him. He smiled his half smile. " You look great," he said kissing her on the cheek. He really didnt want to make it too obvious how much he liked her.

((I'm kinda waiting for more people to join. sorry if it's tedious.))

OH god, what was she in for this time? First, Hikari got a wonderfully decorated letter, well invite to a ball... Mysterious... So even though she knew it was against her better judgment, Hikari decided to go. But now it was probably a bad idea. People were turning their gazes to her. Was it her outfit?.... Who knew... The invite wasn't very specific except come to this place with a formal attire. So what did Hikari wear?... She decided to wear blue and silver. Her dress was a chinese cheongsam that was made of an ankle length midnight blue brocade with embroidered silver dragons. She had the mandarin collar, but it was backless. Also there was a fragile, dark blue mesh that held the collar and the rest of the dress together. It just held above her cleavage. A little show of skin and leg, the slit was just a little above finger tip length. To finish off the look, she was wearing silver heels, with some elegant black armbands, and her hair was in an elegant bun, with some of the hair gracefully sticking out.

Hikari did not feel at all at ease, so she brougth a pair of flats in her small purse just in case she had to run. As for weapons... Hee;s could be considered weapons.. But she also brought small daggers, with chinese symbols engraved in the metal, with her. They were attached to her armbands.. three in each so only six. But that still didn't put her at ease... But for now, she didn't want anything to happen, so she laid low. She leaned again a pillar, watching and listening. The hard sounds of guitar ripped through the air as the entertainment began. Hikari turned her head to see a strapping young man on stage, singing. Everyone near the front were screaming, jumping wildly. She would have no part in that. The singer's song lyrics though, They, honestly, were really cool. Hikari smiled to herself as she closed her eyes and nodded her head to the beat. So far, so good.

But would it be later? Depends probably. She continued to look after the people. Why were they giving her looks? Her gaze was neutral and calm. Hikari DID NOT want anyone to think that she wanted to pick a fight.