Brigetta Sandra
~~~Anna Valek~~~
K’s Goon
Angelus orote. Angelus. Salva me.
After leaving Heidi alone to get herself ready, Anna had gone home as well. After showering and then blow-drying her hair she spent about twenty minutes running no-frizz spray through it. She brushed her hair back smooth, pulling it up into a high ponytail. She then ran body lift gel through the ponytail portion before using a curling iron to create large, perfectly set ringlets that spilled out from her barely seen ponytail. One ringlet curled down like a sort of bang in front of her face, though she didn't worry about that. She'd be wearing a mask, anyway. She dabbed on a dark grey shade of eyeshadow on her upper eye lid before drawing a very thin line of black line along her upper lash line. On the lower lid she only coloured the ridge, not allowing any colour to pass down past the lash line, since that would have made her look like a raccoon. Lash extension mascara came next and she fanned her lashes out to the side, giving her a gorgeous, butterfly eyed look.
She skittered out of the bathroom, rubbing a natural, light reflection lotion into her skin. She stepped into lacy black panties with matching leggings and garter belt before completing everything with a lacy, strapless black brassier. She grinned as she strutted into her closet, selecting her choice of dress wear for the night. The dress in question hugged her curves wonderfully although it was still comfortable to move about in. No odd wrinkles of bumps popped up and it flaunted her perfect hourglass figure. She loved having too much time on her hands, it allowed for exercise which allowed her to have such a body. Pulling out a drawer, she looked over the various necklaces, seeing nothing she truly liked. She then grinned, opening up a small cabinet that featured a dummy, wearing a silver and diamond choker that had been a gift from her father. It still fit around her neck. A pair of matching diamond earrings followed. After the jewelry was all in its proper place and the dress was sitting well she strapped on a fancier set of ALFANI Amaryll black heels. Deciding that she was done she picked up a flat, medium sized box before making her way for her limo. "You know where to go, James." she said, applying a layer of chap stick, then nude colour, then gold lipstick over her lips. Had to match the details of her mask, after all.
When the limousine arrived Anna took out her favorite masquerade mask. The mask had been modified to be less flashy, so the fabric decor from the top and bottom had been removed for the most part. A slight sweep of black silk fanned up at the top, giving it something to seem more than just a plain mask. She placed it over her face, the mask fitting perfectly without mussing up her makeup. She frowned, noticing that her lips were covered. Yet, remembering the second modification, she simply popped the bottom portion off. From halfway up her nose, the removed piece arched down, avoiding the spirals that were eloquently placed on the mask. This way the bottom half of her nose, her lips, and her chin was exposed. This allowed her to talk freely but it still kept the designs of the mask intact. She exited the limo, confidently walking into the ballroom.
She looked around, sighing as she avoided the glances that she gained. She was dressed so beautifully, but was alone. No escort. Which made her feel sort of silly. She pushed the feeling aside, making her way past the dance floor to the small area by the buffet table where people mingled freely, in a brighter lighting than the rest of the room. She casually walked around, picking up a glass of amber coloured champagne as she walked. This was either going to be a fun evening, or a ruined night. She was still on the fence about which was this ball was gonna go. It was already starting in a negative light, seeing as how she was alone. She looked to the dance floor, wondering if there was anyone in the joint who still knew how to dance in coordination with other couples.
She skittered out of the bathroom, rubbing a natural, light reflection lotion into her skin. She stepped into lacy black panties with matching leggings and garter belt before completing everything with a lacy, strapless black brassier. She grinned as she strutted into her closet, selecting her choice of dress wear for the night. The dress in question hugged her curves wonderfully although it was still comfortable to move about in. No odd wrinkles of bumps popped up and it flaunted her perfect hourglass figure. She loved having too much time on her hands, it allowed for exercise which allowed her to have such a body. Pulling out a drawer, she looked over the various necklaces, seeing nothing she truly liked. She then grinned, opening up a small cabinet that featured a dummy, wearing a silver and diamond choker that had been a gift from her father. It still fit around her neck. A pair of matching diamond earrings followed. After the jewelry was all in its proper place and the dress was sitting well she strapped on a fancier set of ALFANI Amaryll black heels. Deciding that she was done she picked up a flat, medium sized box before making her way for her limo. "You know where to go, James." she said, applying a layer of chap stick, then nude colour, then gold lipstick over her lips. Had to match the details of her mask, after all.
When the limousine arrived Anna took out her favorite masquerade mask. The mask had been modified to be less flashy, so the fabric decor from the top and bottom had been removed for the most part. A slight sweep of black silk fanned up at the top, giving it something to seem more than just a plain mask. She placed it over her face, the mask fitting perfectly without mussing up her makeup. She frowned, noticing that her lips were covered. Yet, remembering the second modification, she simply popped the bottom portion off. From halfway up her nose, the removed piece arched down, avoiding the spirals that were eloquently placed on the mask. This way the bottom half of her nose, her lips, and her chin was exposed. This allowed her to talk freely but it still kept the designs of the mask intact. She exited the limo, confidently walking into the ballroom.
She looked around, sighing as she avoided the glances that she gained. She was dressed so beautifully, but was alone. No escort. Which made her feel sort of silly. She pushed the feeling aside, making her way past the dance floor to the small area by the buffet table where people mingled freely, in a brighter lighting than the rest of the room. She casually walked around, picking up a glass of amber coloured champagne as she walked. This was either going to be a fun evening, or a ruined night. She was still on the fence about which was this ball was gonna go. It was already starting in a negative light, seeing as how she was alone. She looked to the dance floor, wondering if there was anyone in the joint who still knew how to dance in coordination with other couples.
