Her real name she would never introduce herself by. Her mother had sent her here as a represenative of the household and it was the last place on earth she wanted to be... So she'd vowed to make sure no one knew who she was representing. Besides... She hated her real name.
"And who goes to these stupid charity balls anyways?" She muttered to her glass of wine. "Duke Captain whatever his face is wants to make himself look good, fine, but why drag ME into it?" Taking a sniff of the mildly alchoholic drink she wandered o a quiet looking (and dark) corner to drink it.
She didn't want to be approached by anyone... Not really anyways. Not unless it was her partner in crime, but the desert cat was off snooping about other people's things while the party distracted everyone. Looking for any sort of disreputable sort of things so perhaps they could find something fun to do with these airheaded rich people. Maybe even give her a reason to attend the next somewhat fancy to-do her mother sent her towards. He wasn't as good at it as she was, but she had to be here. He didn't.
Taking another sip of her wine, Hype looked around. Yep. Just another boring party.
