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[floatinginthcwind]

Open || Friday, June 4th at the Fairwinds’ Exhibition 

To say that Lola was nervous was an understatement. The Fairwinds display was important for the business she was growing (both above ground and below). It was also dangerous - what if someone who knew her from her previous life saw her? Lola bit her lip at the thought, though to anyone else, it would look like the florist was simply fussing over a display of blooms. Temporary staff, courtesy of Arturo, flitted about under her watchful eye. As much as she knew she should be conversing with customers, part of the florist wanted to hang back. It would be taken as odd, she knew, so Lola pressed forward, a fragrant bouquet in her arms.

Spying someone lingering around a collection of lilies, the florist stepped forward and offered the spray of lemon verbena in her arms. “These would pair nicely with those,” she commented idly. “Both have middle-note scents, but they mix very nicely,” Lola continued with a smile. With luck she’d be able to charm the other into taking an armful of flowers.

[wickedgxmes]

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The most anticipated event of the weekend offered most a time to rejoice. Cluelessly gleeful attendees strolled through the grand halls soaking in the meticulously curated decorations strung up to create the illusion of elegance before pairing themselves off with some equally decked out partner on the dance floor. But, where most saw the Grand Ball as a chance to dance and drink to their heart’s content, Hana saw the evening as an opportunity. 

Whilst those around her were distracted by petty small talk, Hana was casually leaning against the back wall a few feet away from the open bar. With a glass of champagne dangling casually between her fingers, the pirate lord was sure she appeared just as at peace there than any of the many lords and ladies bumbling about. But, in reality, her form fitted and notably more toned down dress- for her anyhow- was handpicked to help her blend in from her position as lookout. A low whistle would part from her lips and join the melodic notes of the percussion as she’d side step over to block the view of the hall just as some of her more burly looking crew members in suits that were ever so slightly too small bustled by carrying hefty crates of champagne and wine. Liquor the lot of them could enjoy during the highly anticipated and legally questionable after party they were planning on holding the following night.

“Well don’t you look exceptional this evening,” Hana flashed her most charming of grins, cocking her head ever so slightly to the side to continue to hide her crew from few as she motioned the individual heading her way back towards the bar. “Fancy a drink?”