The man in silver and gray opens the door. His dark eyes pierce through the mask that covers part of his face. As the beautiful woman with him walks in, the large muscular man walks behind her offering the woman his arm. His hair is pushed back, as to not fall out into his face. On what may be called their first official date, he would let nothing obscure his vision of her, and of those around her. Despite his position, he still feels that he is her protector, as he is with all those he cares about. He does wonder though, although he would never tell anyone, if this is just fun for her of if it is something more.
He hates wearing mask, a mask of any kind. He hates it. But it is only right that he does so tonight. This is her party, and he would respect her wishes.
"I know I mentioned this on the way over, but you look amazing this evening." He compliments, such words are odd coming from the gravel tenor of the big man, but they are honest.
The woman in white accepted his arm, offering a pleasant smile in return. She looked into his eyes from behind her own masque. "Thank you," she said in response to his compliment. "You have cleaned up rather nicely as well." With those words, she shot him a quick wink before letting out a soft laugh.
She then turned her attention to the rest of the ballroom, her eyes scanning the large crowd of Lost who had already gathered within its walls. The fact that the guests had followed her instructions certainly pleased her, and considering things appeared to be running smoothly, there was a chance that she would actually get to enjoy herself that evening.
some Contracts activated on the way in...
Both of their Masks are hardened