At a half past midnight, Raven walked to his closet to pickout his attire for the ball. Creatures from all over the world would be attending. As the king of Hell, he had to make an appearance. His stormy gray eyes scanned the garments on the hangers, stopping every so often on certain peices. After a few moments, he grabbed a tuxedo and a dark red tie. Raven turned, closing the door and lays the suit on the edge of the bed, keeping his prestine white undershirt in his hands. The demon quickly donned the shirt, buttoning it snugly from the bottom to his neck. He then grabs the tie, looping it around his throat and getting the knots done properly.
Within the next twn minites, Raven stood in front of his full length mirror, triple checking his coal black tuxedo, making sure all pieces were in the proper places. With a smug smirk, he vanishes from the room, only to appear in a thinly crowded courtroom. The demon had appeared in a private booth, not bothering to even look at the other guests at the moment. He was waiting for a special contact to meet him here. He glanced at his delicately designed pocket watch, the outer cover engraved with an ancient Norse symbol, the Rune for Odin, king of the Aesir and Vanir Gods. He had arrived early and had time to kill. With a stiff groan, Raven was about to get to his feet when the head of a dark grey pony with a silver mane poked through the thick red curtain.
The pony looked at the King of demons, his eyes going wide for a moment. The two held eye contact briefly before the pony fully entered the room. The equine cleared his throat before speaking, "im sorry sir, this booth has been reserved for the Elements of Harmony. I would have to kindly ask to you please exit and follow me to another booth." He said in a polite, slightly British accent.