Snippet #1542420

Halo

'This tux... this tux is going to kill me.'
Halo pulled at the noose of the tie around his neck, what could be seen of his face grimacing in discomfort. This was such a pain. He had never been a fan of tuxedos, but to wear one that wasn't even comfortable to wear... torture, sheer torture. 'You know what? No. I can't take this anymore. I'm loosening up a bit.' Even his father's anger would be unable to prevent Halo from doing what he was about to do.
"First things first. I have to find a bathroom or something," the white-haired angel muttered under his breath, letting out a long sigh. He semi-consciously reached out and grabbed the arm of a female patron's arm as she passed by, hoping to receive some help.
"Excuse me," Halo spoke, giving her a shy smile. "I apologize for interrupting you, but I was wondering if you could point me to the direction of the bathroom?"
The woman paused, a bright look in her eyes. She was quite attractive, with emerald green eyes and scarlet hair. The red dress looked brilliant on her. But of course, he realized none of this. At the moment the only thing he was worried about was getting to a bathroom so that he could make himself more comfortable.
"It's right by the door," she said, giving him a nod. Thankfully, she didn't seem to mind that he had interrupted her. "Thank you," he responded, then turned and walked back the way he had came, towards the door.
Walking through this crowd was not as easy as it looked. People were pushing and shoving all around for no apparent reason; or at least, it seemed to be that way. But wasn't this supposed to be a formal dance? Why would people be shoving each other? Maybe Halo was just clumsy or something.
Once in the bathroom, the prince walked over to a mirror, intent on loosening the tie. He managed to undo the tie, and he draped it around is neck in a careless fashion. Halo's hands quickly unbuttoned the black coat of his suit, and he also unbuttoned a few of the buttons on his white shirt. 'I'll untuck it as well,' he decided. Tucked shirts always bothered him for no apparent reason. They always seemed to be too stiff and proper for him. While he was at it he fixed the collar of his shirt. Now his outfit looked like this. (http://s743.photobucket.com/albums/xx75 ... t=mjkl.jpg)

"...The five princes, now at the age of eighteen, must be married."
The voice of the announcer rang through the air as Halo exited the bathroom. He was immediately met with stares and mutters from all around the room. Some looked impressed, as if they thought that he was daring for showing up like this. Others looked disgusted, as though he were a filthy peasant. However, no one expected to walk up to the center of the room where the others stood. Eyes followed him, some disbelieving and others admiring. His outfit definitely gave him a laid-back impression; hands in his pockets, slouching, tie slung around his neck, collar up... Yup. That was basically Halo.
'I wonder who I'm going to be marrying,' Halo thought as he went to stand with the princes. Eh, not that he really cared. As long as he could live life as he wanted, he was happy to marry whomever. Hopefully the two people would get along well, at least. Halo had never really thought about love. He had never experienced it, nor did he plan to anytime soon. He cocked his eyebrow curiously as he saw another prince walking gracefully towards the princes. 'Wow. He's definitely a noble,' Halo thought admiringly. Yes, he did not think bad thoughts about anyone, even if they were being show-offs. The other prince that was there seemed to be freakishly tall. Intimidatingly tall. Meh. Ah well, that didn't bother Halo either. It is actually really hard to intimidate him. With a sigh, Halo stood and waited for the others to gather in the center of the room. 'I hope that I can leave soon.