Look the Other Way ((24--New Years Ball))

[victoriousscarf]

Mistoffeeles slipped into the ball room, having nodded at the security and given his name, glancing around the large room. Well, at least the decorations looked a bit more tasteful than what his uncle usually put out, but only barely. It looked like Macavity was busy with greeting some of the other, more important guests, so he went past him quickly, eying the people already there.

He shifted uncomfortably in the suit jacket he was wearing. While most of the time he practically was wearing a suit anyway, the jacket felt uncomfortable. But the last thing he wanted was to give him uncle something more to complain about if he ran into him that night, though he was dearly hoping the avoid the fat cat.

[Meadowlark]

Coricopat managed to extricate himself from the latest society member who recognized him and wanted some word about something or other put in with the DA, he really couldn't care less. He managed to get away toward one of the walls without too much hindrance, he really hated crowds. Too many people in too close proximity. Far too much contact for his liking, and the cordial smile required for this fit worse than his vest. Damn Mac and his idiotic parties that frankly cost far more than they were worth.

[victoriousscarf]

Misto found his own way to the wall, still eying the crowd for signs of his uncle, who he was planning on avoiding like the plague, though thankfully the black and white cat had not shown up yet. He finally spotted Coricopat and maneuvered along the wall to where the other was. "Hello," he greeted.

[Meadowlark]

Cori looked in the direction of the voice, with every intention of telling whoever it was that he had to go...see...somecat. But his brows rose and he found himself greeting the smaller tom instead. "Hello, I see you made it."

[victoriousscarf]

Misto smiled. "Well, you did tell me I had to at least make an appearance so..." he spread his paws a little. "Here I am. How are you enjoying the evening so far?"

[Meadowlark]

"Well enough. But if you've been to one of these things you've pretty much been to them all, so..." Honestly, he'd prefer to go close himself in his room on the fourth floor for the rest of the night. He was tired and didn't wish to deal with other cats at the moment.

[victoriousscarf]

Misto nodded. "No kidding. At least this one is a change of venue for me," he said, eying the place again. "Though, so far it doesn't seem to much different from a party hosted at the Jones mansion..."

[Meadowlark]

Cori actually chuckled at that. "Don't let Macavity hear you say that." He recommended as his gaze scanned for the flame-colored tabby.

[victoriousscarf]

Misto grinned. "Well, it's a much more tasteful party, if that helps. But most big things like this tend to be about the same."

[Meadowlark]

"This is true, and I should hope it's more tasteful than the monstrosities Jones hosts." Cori replied dryly.

[victoriousscarf]

Misto chuckled softly. "Well, at that at least you managed to succeed. I'm sure when he shows up it'll make him deeply jealous."

[Meadowlark]

Cori rolled his eyes a bit. "Or he'll think we under-decorated. Which frankly is fine."

[victoriousscarf]

Misto nodded. "Either way." He glanced around the room again, noticing the people entering and raised a brow slightly at Tugger's appearance. He might have to go over and say hello later, or hope Tugger found his way over here, but honestly, once finding a spot on the wall, Misto wasn't planning on moving much.

[Meadowlark]

Cori followed the black tom's gaze, a slight grimace at the sight of Macavity's brothers. He understood why they were here, didn't mean he agreed with the idea.

[victoriousscarf]

Misto had returned his gaze to the mottled tom in time to catch the grimace. He raised a brow at that.