Mahogany graced roseate lips as the woman took a deep inhale. Blissful substance embedding her lungs before exhale had already left her in quite a joyous and relaxed mood. The sight of him made her mood all the more better, even when he had a woman on each arm. Lips curled into an enthralling smile as she watched him ever so carefully with the intention that perhaps he might have spotted her also.
it is not by entirely innocent means that lau arrives at the event, oddly non-festive in spite of its title as a ‘ christmas party ’ ( a holiday tradition he’s never quite understood, nor sought fondness in ), && he does well to avoid the more populous areas. he is a man of shadows, wrapped in comforting darkness in all the most convenient times. it doesn’t take him long, not long at all, to find who he’s searching for, for her blinding smile && gracious curves catch his attention all the same. with snakelike features upturned in a vicious grin, he slinks toward his target, losing the slender figures that had once so desperately clung to his side in the process. he does not shed his mask of condescension, for it is one with business, && he folds beside her, palms coming to coil beneath her seemingly dainty, fragile hands. he lifts one, her left, && presses a careful touch of lips to her middle knuckle, smile ever-present, all-consuming, a half moon in the dimness of the noisy room.