Dei + Moony: Caught in the Thorned Ivy (Semilit)

[MusicalMoony]

~ Amy
I could read my best friend like an open book. "But we don't want the others to know about what we can do. I have two rather good reasons why we need to stay away from them right now. Let's go out, Tre, but we need to be careful," I told him, steadily looking into his eyes. "We can't risk anything. Like I said, two reasons. How about... the movies?" I leapt up and dove into my wardrobe. "Actually, I know the PERFECT thing that'll give keep us entertained while keeping out identities hidden... A MASQUERADE BALL!" I whooped out loud. "Run to your place and change into your best clothes. I'll text you the address. Let's be mysterious and arrive at different times and stuff. Them we have to try and find each other!" I squeed, "It'll be amazing!"

[Mudwiggles]

"A Masquerade ball?" I was confused for a moment, until my brain snapped back into place. "Oh yeah! Oh man, that sounds like fun! I'll be right back!" I waved at her, and ran out the room.
My house wasn't too far away. I ran out the door, fumbling with the knob, and out into Amy's drive. I sped down, down the pavement, around the corner, swerving in and out of streets and pavements until I reached my house.
"Nobody's home, I'm going in." I leapt in the open window, and vanished into the brick and mortar.

[MusicalMoony]

~ Amy
I grinned guiltily, knowing Tre would have liked the idea. I knelt down and began rummaging through my wardrobe, pulling things out left right and center, throwing them behind me all over my floor. A skirt? "Nope." Jeans and a tshirt? "Uh... No." Togs? "Am I serious!? Hell no!" I sighed, sitting back on my heels, and then I saw it. The most beautiful item of clothing I owned. I'd only worn it once, and Tre hadn't seen it. That would make it more difficult for him. I beamed and snatched up the dress, pulling my phone out of my pocket to text Tre the address before I dashed into my ensuite.

[Mudwiggles]

"Urh. What do I wear for a Masquerade Ball?" I shoved open my door, which had been barricaded with boxes spilling pens, soft animals, books, and lots of other stuff, all crammed tightly into boxes and dumped in my room unanimously.
My room was a mess. A total and utter explosion of all of my crap. My blinds were a dirty cream, and kept breaking. My walls, once a bright purple, were now cracked and faded, covered in posters and pinholes. A big set of white, ceiling high shelves stood in the corner, overflowing with childhood books and wires for music. God, I love my room...
I hopped around the colourful mess of wet towels, plates, wine glasses, disks and crayons that spread around my floor and reached my messy wardrobe.
I had far too many clothes and not enough coathangers, so most of my shirts and jeans were on the floor of the wardrobe, tousled in with my pairs of ripped Converse and random jandals. Now, what to wear...
Hurm durm derp.
She said best clothes. Hmm, I could do that...
I pulled my skinniest black skinny jeans out, and threw them on my unmade bed. I started pulling out a big black suit jacket, a red collared shirt, a thin black tie, a pair of ratted knockoff Chuck Taylors... and my bowler hat. I started shoving my legs into the skinny jeans, shrugging on the shirt and jacket, fudging with my tie, doffing my bowler hat.
Yeah, that was style. A bloody bowler hat was always style. I found a simple red mask in all the junk, and quickly tied it to my face. I was about to leave through the window when...
And the worst part is,
Before it gets any better, we're headed for a cliff...
And in the freefall I will realize I'm better off
When I hit the-
My phone started beeping, with a message from Amy. I couldn't see too well - I'd killed the backlight when I'd accidentally drenched it in water, and now the camera flash was constantly on so there was a bright light coming out the back - but I got the address.
"God, trust her to pick this place." I squinted at my screen, and smiled. "I'll be there soon, Amity." I shoved my phone in my pocket and struggled out the window, shod feet kicking the window shut and locked before I ran down the driveway and left.

[MusicalMoony]

~ Amy
I pulled up to the ball in a rather, for the occasion, sporty car. Believe it or not, I had three, and all were pretty sporty... but this was the middle one on the ranks of sportiness. I had one lower and one higher. But anyways, I climbed out of the car and handed a valet the keys to it, memorizing his face so that if he stole it I would know who to report. I couldn't trust anyone. Stepping up the marble stairs, I approached the guards in either side of the door. I showed them my invitation and, with a wink, added, "My friend is arriving soon but he has no invitation. Let him in as he is my - only late - companion." I waited patiently until the two men nodded, eyeing me up.
I rolled my eyes behind my mask and entered the mansion-like place. Rainbows of colour hit my eyes and I beamed at everyone I passed, making my way up another staircase thatlead to a second floor which looked out over the ground floor. There I stood, watching the front door in my peripheral vision but turned away as if disinterested. I knew Tre wasn't here just yet, but I had no idea when he'd arrive or what he'd look like.
When I said best clothes, I meant best clothes. I was wearing [every link shown in my post here] plus a beautiful blue mask.

(I was so tempted to use this one!)

[Mudwiggles]

(Hold on..... where actually ARE we? I have no idea :3 )

[MusicalMoony]

(A place that looks like this, or at least a mansion with a staircase on either side that meet up to an inside balcony second story thingy (which is where Amy is standing, on the inside balcony second story thing at the top, watching the front door which, I assume, is where the photo is taken from)

[Mudwiggles]

"Jeez... it's bigger than I remember." I approached the big doors, and came face to face with a pair of burly guards. I grinned nervously at them, gulped, and decided I had to get past.
"Uhm... h-hello. I'm supposed to be a f-friend of a girl called A-Amity, who's inside? M-Might I be allowed... in?" I mumbled tentatively. However, much to my surprise, they just stepped aside, leaving me to walk through the open doors wondering how on Earth I got past without any form of ID.
Yeah, it was gonna take me a while to find Amity. Masked women were everywhere, and there were men just like me - though whether I was mature enough to even be called a guy, let alone a man was still being debated - tapping random women on the shoulder and asking their names. I couldn't be bothered with all that.
"AAAAM-I-TYYYY~!" I yelled, startling multiple maksed passers-by. "It's me, Tredan! WHICH ONE ARE YOU?"

[MusicalMoony]

~ Amy
I had wanted to look for Tre as well as him looking for me, but unfortunately, he gave his position away by yelling like a loony. "Oh, Lords..." I muttered, face-palming myself and whipping out my phone. Trust Tre to be the one that gives up first...
To: Tre~
From: Amy~
Message: Dnt stop now, Tree-Bee Chibi! Tha whole point of this was 2 find each other by searchin, nt by screamin our lungs out -_- Cmon! Im closer than u thnk!
I closed my phone once the little SENT! icon had appeared and slipped it away again. So now I knew who he was and where he was. All he had to do was... well, find me!

[Mudwiggles]

My phone started squealing at me like a maniac, blasting out my tinny ringtone a few minutes after my screaming fit. I squinted at the dark screen from the balcony I was on now, and started keying my message in slowly.

Recipient: Amypants
Sent from: LE MOI~, at -time unknown-
Message:
Tree-Bee Chibi? Where'd you get that from? And yeah, I'll find you soon. I was just being productive, is all :3
Hey, can you see me then? Don't run off, I wanna find you soon! Oh, and do you like my hat? I went to my concert and Brian on the drums wore one just like it! OMG Can't wait to see you, dude! Jeez, I type a lot in my messages now...
~ BE THE PONY ~

I finished my clumsy, elongated message in about ten minutes, and with a final squint at my dull screen through my red mask, I approved my reply.
Message sent.
I shoved my phone carelessly back into my pocket, and leant on the marble railing of the third floor balcony. Right at the very top, if you didn't count the fourth floor - a glass dome, high in the sky, decorated with swirling ivy and a door that lead to a railed balcony out, onto the edge of the world. And today a beautiful mid-summer mid-autumn day was surrounding the whole place, illuminating the cream concrete and the flourishing trees. ery classy, very romantic... if you liked that sort of thing.
I figured she wouldn't be up there yet, and I'd decided to search starting from the top down. Hey, can she be too hard to find? I hoped not.
And with that thought, I gently skipped off of the balcony in my ragged shoes, and started my search of the third floor.