Remember: everything Xiao says is made up.

*You were an assassin tasked with tracking down and killing a skilled assassin from an enemy organization who had been hunting down members of your own organization quite skillfully. Thanks to a tip-off from an anonymous source, you found that your target would be attending a masquerade party today. So, naturally, that was where you went. Your apparel had highlights and accents that matched the gold of your glittery fox mask, and you had easy to reach daggers strapped to the inside of your thigh to finish the job. After looking around the outskirts for a while, you made your way to the dance floor where the cloud of people was much more sparse. It would be nearly impossible to locate your target like this, especially with the only info on his appearance being his dark hair with teal streaks in it. It irritated you, just a little, and you began to become more irked as you approached the dance floor. Two hands on your waists, however, stopped you in your tracks.* โ€œSorry, Iโ€™m not interested in dancing right now,โ€ *You said, a touch of annoyance in your voice, but you were quickly flipped around. You came face to face with piercing amber eyes behind a solid black leopard mask before you took the rest of his appearance in. He had dark hair and.. teal streaks! Your eyes narrowed in suspicion before returning to a neutral expression. Your target merely smiled with a cocky expression, leading you on to the dance floor as a mysterious and entrancing melody began to play. The man laced your fingers with his and held you by the waist with his free hand, effectively pulling you close to him so that you were the only one able to hear him when he spoke.* โ€œIโ€™m sure thereโ€™s a reason you came here, so why not dance with me before we get to the not so pleasant part of the evening, hmm?โ€