Ballroom

Deirdre and the higher ups of Delta Epsilon Mu arrived at the ballroom by limousine an hour later; now a bottle of wine deep Deirdre was starting to grow a bit more comfortable. She made small talk and even seemed to be enjoying the other girls company for once, which was a surprise to some as she was naturally very tense. To be at ease was something rare for Dare…a special occasion. Deirdre lead the way as the others trailed obediently behind through the corridors of the university. Just outside the ballroom she handed out black envelopes which were sealed with the Sangre Cazador mark; three envelopes were handed to each woman.

“Extend a bid to three women who you see the most potential…You know I don’t like to waste a bid so choose wisely.” She instructed, though the others present knew the routine from the previous year. This was the most valued time for them, and expanding their organization was necessary. To grow in strength was to grow in numbers.

Deirdre stepped through the grand entrance of the ballroom looking around at the set up. It was as she’d helped to create; the decoration was regal yet dark and the tables were draped in red silk cloth. Large bouquets of red and black roses topped each one, and an orchestra was beginning to set up in their appropriate space. There was a red glow to the lighting, though most of the dim light came from the use of many candles. There was an open bar in the far right corner, much to her pleasure. She gave a small smile happy with the appearance overall; everything seemed to be in place. They were among the first guests there; Deirdre had needed to see to everything being in place before guests arrived.

Let the night begin… Deirdre thought to herself giving one final look around before stepping out into the center of the ball room. The silence there for the time being was eerie and she motioned for the orchestra to start playing early…The sound of her heels on the dark marble floor was soon covered.