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[Dominic hands his empty champagne glass to a passing waiter, dipping his head in thanks and turning away. This ball was beginning to wear on him and he was afraid it was going to start to show if he didn't get some solitude soon. Finding the door to a patio, he steps out letting out a long breath in the night air. He looks out at the grounds, looking back up at the Estate behind him. With a sigh, he looks back out at the grounds.] A scotch. My kingdom for a scotch.
Thank you.
[Dominic dips his head at the waiter, accepting the champagne and taking a sip as he looked around the ball. Maybe it was some of the final vestiges of his Resistance upbringing, or maybe it was the life on the run following his parents' deaths, either way he didn't like such shows of grandeur and wealth. They were wasteful and just an excuse for problems to arise. Spotting his younger brother, Dom crosses the room, stopping beside him with a distant smile.] Hello, Des. Enjoying the party?
