Bryη
Location: Ballroom
Company: Stranger
Thoughts: Hmmmm what delicious brandy~
Status: ~~~~
◀Fickle hearts can never see the real treasure in life....
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Dragging an exhausted hand through her long unkempt crimson hair Bryn walked with silent foot falls to the door of the Ball room. Giving a quick glance to her simple yet elegant black dress she mentally approved, the straps hung slightly off both shoulders and then went down her form to stop a little above the knees but lengthen towards the back. With that she moved with silence in her black heels into the loud murmur of the ball room. Moving around the edge of the room she scanned the patrons dancing and socializing easily picked out her targets from last night even with the masks. The spoils she had gotten where well worth the trouble and lack of sleep, though her face didn’t show that she was tired because she was so used to late nights now.
Coming back to the current she noticed she had wandered all the way around to a table that sat in a rather dim corner, it didn’t look too bad of a place to perhaps watch over the whole room but there was a male sitting there already.The thought of avoiding the encounter crossed her mind several times as she started towards the table but wasn’t this whole ball thing for forced interactions between players, worst come to worst she could just do what she did best. Blend and escape. Walking up and sitting on the edge of the table crossing her legs she smiled “Do you prefer the shadows or are you just avoiding talking to other people?” she asked brashly as she waved over a server and took a small glass of heavy liquor from him. Swishing the glass a little she took a drink from it then said “I’m Bryn from the Ithus team, perhaps you could tell me your name…”
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And when they do a thief has already taken it… ▶
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