Big fancy soirée's like this were an excellent place to rub shoulders with the elite of society.

At least, that seemed to be the notion that his higher-ups were working off. Why else would they go through the effort of arranging an invitation on his behalf? Better yet, why else woud they send over a new ensemble for him to wear? Vincent didn't care to wrap his head around it, seeing as it wasn't his job. No, his job was to stand about and look pretty alongside his Pokemon, a task easier said than done.

"Bi! Bishar!"

"Shut up and stop struggling, you ingrate! I wouldn't have to fix your tie if you didn't keep tugging at it!" The trainer hissed in hushed tones. It was a truly Sisyphean effort, trying to put any accessory on a Pokémon whose body consisted mostly of blades. Indeed, such was the reason they were currently in one of the far corners of the hall, away from the majority of the prying eyes who might see the frankly embarrassing display. All things considered, he was lucky that Bisharp had taken to grabbing at his wrists and trying to hold his hands away, rather than going for any stabbings or slicings. Still, after a few painfully long moments of awkward struggle, the tie was tightened once more, and the deed was done. The sanctity of the dress code was maintained.

"Shar..." And there he was, already trying to pull at it again. Vincent could feel his eyes beginning to roll into the back of his head. This was looking to be closer to a filtered nightmare than a filtered dream.

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TL;DR - Vincent tries to make his giant humanoid knife Pokémon look presentable.
outfit ref. / holding hands (technically?)

To say that he was in his element was a bit of an understatement. Considering how the past month had gone for him he would take this party with all the good, and bad that came with it. It was better than fighting another legendary that was potentially trying to kill him. He was going to enjoy himself tonight, and along those lines he had his ever present Pichu on his shoulder. Adontis was wearing a custom made Tuxedo that was made to fit him. Complete with a little bowtie since he didn't like normal ties, He looked just as dashing as his trainer, if not more. After all who could resist a Pichu in a suit? So as they made their way through the crowd, and stood to listen to their hosts words Amor quirked a brow at the good doctors last sentence. Such a curious way to phrase things.

"Well that was certainly interesting, hmmm it seems we arrived a little to early buddy. The meteor shower won't be for a while longer, so should we go see what sort of snacks they have?" He asked the little mouse Pokemon, who excitedly cooed back to him, and nuzzled into his cheek. It was a nice feeling after everything they had been through during the past while so they made their way over to the table that held all the sweets, and food.

Adontis without missing a bit leapt from his shoulder, and began to devour the cookies that were on a nearby platter. Amor meanwhile grabbed a glass of champagne from one of the passing servers, and began to sip the bubbly beverage. Looking out among the crowed to see if he saw a familiar face among them, but that was to no avail. So he was a stranger in a strange land, that was filled with even more strangers. With a bit of a sigh he just leaned against the table, Adontis was happily chowing down on the cookies which was enough for Amor. Perhaps he would even manage to find a dance partner among the guests That was something he did enjoy doing, how long had it been since he had properly danced?

"I think tonight will be at least a little fun, yeah?" He stated turning his gaze back to his Pichu, the sight that greeted him was a Pokemon with a mouth filled with cookies, and Amor couldn't help, but chuckle at his gluttonous partner. After he had chewed through, and swallowed the sweets, Amor wiped his mouth, and cheeks clean with a napkin. "Take it easy there, buddy, gotta save some for the rest of the people here." He teased, and held out his arm, for the electric type to crawl back up to his shoulder perch.

Gentle happy sparks lit up the cheeks of his partner as he continued to stay by the food table, and observe the proceedings around him. Perhaps someone would come, and approach him, and if they didn't, he was sure he would get bored enough to go find someone instead.

Referenced Dr. Holo's Speech!
Feel free to interact with him!
Amor's Suit

Reality is but a filtered dream.

The ominous wording didn't startle the woman any, leaving her tilting her head maybe, but worrying her little. If reality was a dream, that meant it was good, as with all dreams, correct?

She wore a suit, as she had during her...attempts to cook with the Slurpuff. She didn't know whether they had forgotten to take back the formal wear, or whether it was deemed a lost cause due to the cooking disasters, but she possessed a (relatively) clean suit, and that is what she wore.

The constellation piqued her curiosity, she and her Pokemon, an Ekans that clung to her and gazed skyward, and a Toxicitry that held her hand like a child, bobbing to the music. Not just Bragi, she realized with a tinge of amusement, Ormr too swayed in a slow dance, serpentine and jerking in embarrassment when Kaida noticed, "You both can dance, we're here to have fun, aren't we?"

Not that she believed it. She'd been summoned here "just in case", she assumed. Apparently the constellation was a strange thing, and perhaps they thought Pokemon behaviors would be thrown off by it? Nonetheless, until such a situation found itself here, Kaida made herself at home near the food and drinks, lounging much like the Litleo's evolution, the fiery Pyroar.

tl;dr: Kaida is Open to interaction! She is at the party, holding hands with Toxititry, has her Pokemon dancing, and reacted to Dr Holo as she hangs around the food.