Ooc:// You guys can go ahead and start. I have to go to college now. I'll be back sometime this afternoon. Though Tuesdays and Thursdays I have off until october.

@ Vanilla. You are not allowed multiple accounts on Res. Trust me I know. I was banned for multi acounting a few years ago but now I only have this one. If you think you can get away with it you can't. The staff finds everyone.

Name: Her Grace, the Comtessa Maria Sophia Cotticchia

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Personality: She tends to be a bit... Vague. Even so, she manages to be a warm enough person, with a naturally open and friendly nature. This leads to quite a bit of flirting, added to by the relaxed, ambient romanticism of her Italian blood. Of course, she is still ever a proper young lady, being high-bred and raised to suit this aspect of her life.

Rank in Society: Upper Clas.s

Career: Does a comtessa need a career other than dazzling the young gentlemen of court?

Part of the secret society or not?: Indeed, I am here to serve the queen. A truly beautiful woman needs only the power of her eyes and the grace of her movements to woo a husband. And since the mask does not cover my eyes, I am in no danger.

History: Typical high-born court life.

Other: Plays the harp and piano, with a beautiful soprano.

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Name: His Excellency Lord Alexander Samuel Cavendish, Duke of Grafton

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Personality: Oh, just the typical quietly brooding young gentleman of court. He draws the ladies in with the darkness he carries about him, shrouding himself in mystery and intrigue, and then showing that under it all he is still a boy, with all the light-hearted fun that the less distinguished fops of court prance about with like the brainless peacocks they are.

Rank in Society: Upper Cla.ss

Career: Duke, of course.

Part of the secret society or not?: Indeed I am. I wish to view a lady's face in full, that I may bask in her beauty.

Other: He is a very gifted actor, with a perfect poker face.

Ooc:// Just so it is clear. The secret society is a group of individuals who are oposing the queen and meeting under ground where they do not wear masks. They try and figure out a way to put society back as it was without being caught or sentenced to death.

I think i'm going to make the meeting place within a basment in a tavern. That way it won't look suspicious when they go in and out.

Bic://

Julien made his way through the large hallways of the castle as he looked around slightly. He frowned at the small group of females that had walked by him. They all kept their heads low not catching his eyes; it wasn't like he could really see them anyway. "This is retarded" he growled to himself bowing out of respect as anouther male walked by him. He headed towards his sister's room in the castle to check up on her to make sure she was alright. Lately she had been acting funny and not herself.

In that moment Raine walked past Julien only to be caught by the arm. "Are you okay?"he asked lifting her chin so he could see her blue eyes through the white mask. "I"m fine, Julien. Just tired that's all. I have been working hard lately that's all" She sighed pulling her head away from her brother. "Alright dear. Get some rest. I will tell the Queen you have become ill" Julien frowned watching his sister shake her head. "Do not do that. I'm fine. Really Julien no need to worry. You do your job and I will do mine" She spoke sternly glaring at her brother from behind her mask. "I do not want to get in trouble."

"Raine...You won't. I'm sure the Queen will underst---" "No!" Raine shook her head inturupting him. "I do not want her thinking anything. Plus...its the king you would have to address. He doesn't take the time for servants" She spoke softly moving away from him and quickly down the hall towards the servant's quarters. She had to get back to work. Julien was going to make her late.

"Take care" Julien called out only to shake his head and move in the opposite direction. He needed to find someone to talk to. Maybe someone to keep an eye out on Raine.

Ooc:// Yeah. Pounds. ^.^ And I know Raine is part of the society. Julien is not. Umm. I think by Alexander's bio he is? Though that's Reina's characters so only she can say if they are or not.

ooc:// Yes I do, but I can't find it. TTATT

Also, The Duke is. =3

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Rustling layers of skirts, swishing against the ground, creating its own little symphony. A high-bred lady, her mother had quickly overcome the issues created by a mask, and she learned early on to flirt with the bright green eyes visible through the impairing covers.

And now her parents were gone, and the young comtessa was left to govern her lands in a dignified fashion. And she did, as long as there was no ball to attend.

In her finest dress Maria walked the streets, her heraldic colors making up the theme of her ensemble. The dress with its tight-fitting corseted bodess hugged hur slim figure, billowing out at the hips as it should, layere with rosy pink, deep olive green, and brilliant gold. The lace pouring from the her sleeves, which ended at her elbows, was all thread-of-gold, as well as that at her low, revealing collar. After all, a covered face was no reason to hide her other charms. Her small, delicate hands were clad in gloves designed with her coat of arms, being of olive silk, with the back of each embroidered with a rampant golden lioness (meaning that the lioness is rearing, for those unfamiliar with heraldic terminology) and each with a pink rose between its roaring jaws.

Her thick black-brown hair hung in loose curls about he shoulders, framing carefully the mask that hid the upper half of her face. She batted her eyelashed pretty and nodded to all those who greeted her by her proper ti
tle, her smile brilliant. Of course, it was not long before a certain white-haired young man appeared at her side.

"Ah, Your Grace. You're looking lovely as always. Going to order a new mask, mayhaps? Certainly as fine a lady as yourself shouldn't be out and about on your own."

She giggled, pulling out her fan and flicking it gently as her mother had taught her. "Good evening, Your Excellency. You look quite dashing as well. Is that an offer to act as my escort for the evening? For what proper gentleman could leave a lady alone?" His chuckle was automatic as they continued walking, a flash in his crimson eyes. She always found his albino mutation rather startling and not much to her liking, but a lady never showed such feelings, and to be friends with a duke could never harm her reputation. So she slipped her arm through her proffered elbow, and went to the shop where Kentaro stood.

Quietly and discreetly Alexander shot the young man a glance and a nod, his eyes suddenly sharp and aware, loosing the sleepy dullness he displayed before the people of the court. Maria, as oblivious as ever, went to Kentaro's uncle, eyes bright.

"Good evening, master mask-maker. But I must beg another commission of you. I am having a new dress made, and simply must have a mask that matches it perfectly. It must be all white, blues, and silver, with diamonds and sapphires. Otherwise I mght be outshone, and that simply wouldn't do. It must be perfect, you see." Her smile was sweet and demure, showing none of the snobbishess that usually accompanied young woman of her social standing.

Julien hadn't made it far out of the hall he had previously seen or better yet, caught, Raine in that she actually came back to him within a moments notice. "Julien. Come with me" She called softly in a rush. "Raine....What's up?" He asked being yanked towards the castle exit. "Wait...Raine what are you doing?" he asked not very happy about being pulled out of the castle into the front gardens.

"I have to go do something for a friend. I don't want her to die..." She stated in a panic. "Whoa...die? What do you mean? Did the Queen or King say something?" Julien asked now really confused. "No no. Her mask it broke or well one of the other ladies broke it. I need to get her anouther one. She's great help around the castle. I can't loose her" she stated moving through the people bringing up the hood on her robe. She hid behind the royal blue fabric as she moved towards the mask shop. Her eyes low to the ground not catching anyone's gaze.

Julien on the other hand followed behind her and watched her back. He met the few eyes of the females behind the masks which sent shivers down his spine. God he hated this. "Be careful Raine..." Julien whispered noticing the mask shop up ahead. "Why did she have to get her fricken mask broken?" He mumbled under his breath eyeing everyone he moved by as if they were going to do something suspicious.