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@lorene-dairson | Valentine's Day Ball

Another ball, another dance. Which meant drinks! Again.

Rennie carefully adjusts the skirt of her newest addition to her wardrobe, aware of the fact that she was showing way more skin than at the wedding. But she had to tell herself it was fine - Vanth personally helped her with this.

She picks up two flutes of sparkling drink, sniffing each to make sure that one was non-alcoholic, before she sashays her way over to her date. It was the only way to really move in the dress after all.

It's almost a recreation of what happened at the Wintertide Ball a few short months ago - the image of Reinite holding a glass out to Lorene. But this time, there's a smile. This time, she's blushing.

"Here, before we start dancing." Reinite says, trying not to focus on the vicious drumbeat of her heart in her ribcage right now. "Before you ask, I did check. Yours is non-alcoholic. Like how you like it."

[deathscanvas]

@lorene-dairson ⎛ event s.c. ⎠

the world here is beautiful. wondrous and incredibly creative if verso had to say himself. of course, he wasn't really an art expert; that was his parents' domain. much to his mother's dismay, verso had been more interested in playing the piano than harnessing his power as a painter. he had canvases laying in his bedroom, untouched- all but one.

how glad he was to find himself away from the manor, free to roam in this beautiful, strange place. a place where people didn't think it was weird for a ten-year-old to just be running around on his own. that was nice.

a great artist learned from the world around him, his father always said. and so he would learn.

he spots a tall, blond man, an interesting person to say the least! ❝ oh! monsieur! may i paint you? ❞

[sxnburst]

@lorene-dairson

"That's Mine!"

Oh, he's about to straight-up lunge at the guy for taking the non-edible item that Sun was about to eat. It had fallen onto the floor, and who knows how long it was there. It was certainly easy to mistake it as trash, but one man's trash was another man's treasure (even if Sun really shouldn't eat it.)

[anghexescu]

@lorene-dairson

"Hmm..."

Klaus takes a moment to ponder what the view is like before taking a step back and taking in the whole building of Lionheart. He's decorated it to some extent for the season. There are pumpkins on either side of the doorway, hanging decorations of cute autumn-esque lights and some cute and spooky window stickers.

Lionheart is a safe place to go to, and the people's jobs here are to protect and make sure people are safe and helped in all ways (A relatively serious job), but that didn't mean the people here couldn't have fun either.

Klaus looks over his shoulder upon sensing someone looking at the building......

....or him. Klaus isn't quite sure.

"Good evening. Did you need assistance?" The seraph's attention is now fully on the blond gentleman.

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"It's a real shame, honestly. A few years back that kind of title might've left me starstruck- willing to cozy on up to you, let bygones be bygones." The woman's crimson irises flicked down to gaze upon her coat, as well as the foamy, caffeinated stain upon its breast. "But money doesn't really do a whole lot where I find myself these days, and for all the time it's left me with...strangely, having my secure place in the world swept out from under me hasn't done a lot for my patience."

A swift motion snapped her parasol shut, so that the tip may be prodded against the elven prince's chest. "So, Your Highness, I feel like you have some options here. You can find a way to clean this coat before I have to go without, you can escort me to the fanciest clothing store in this tacky city and buy me a new one that's twice- no, three times as expensive, or..." A bit of light glimmered off the long, sharp canines bared by her sneering expression- an expression she must've found unbefitting, as she soon collected herself and offered a polite, paper-thin smile.

"Or you can never again be too certain you're walking home alone at night."

Muse: Mina Ha (Deadlock) I play her in a MF Discord RP server I'm in; she's one of my meanest muses and it's always a great time having her read someone for filth. LOVE this vampire girlboss. (Icon art by crossbowwss)

[dazzlxd]

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"Tell me this, would you think the Plants are better for the planet or Humans? You seem like you've dealt with Humans a time or two."

[hanabisays]

@lorene-dairson

"Thank you so much for helping me clean up." The Shrine is always kept at its best. Still, it's always nice to get some help when cleaning the shrine up. Even the temporary residence here appreciates Lorene's hard work!

"Would you like some tea?"

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@lorene-dairson | What a Welcome

The tide that took her out, Reinite decided, was not some prank by a long-long-long distant cousin (her father's family still confused her - what little he spoke of to her). It was not by some Mage's doing. It was not by the moon's own doing - it had been Noon when she had set out on her walk.

It was a cruel, vile, vicious prank by some Sea God she must have pissed off. Had to be it.

Why else would she be in... in...

Oh, by the seas, this wasn't anywhere Reinite knew. Her own body's response to the surroundings now made absolutely more sense. The weird weight in her head that made it feel like she wasn't walking at all straight. Was this what others called seasickness? She'd never been seasick a day in her life before!

But the nausea checked out, the way Reinite's head seemed to pulse if she moved too fast to look at anything. At first, she almost missed it. Bright blue and silver, though, was hard to miss. Not after she had been in a whole entire Keep that was covered in the colors. At first, she couldn't believe her eyes.

"Maybe I'm so sick I'm hallucinating."

Yes, that had to be the rational thought. There was absolutely no way she was in front of the Second Prince of Mongol. She left that country months ago after the stunt she pulled at the charity Ball. This absolutely was a cruel, vile, vicious - and now she could add sick to the growing list of descriptors - joke.

She thought to turn away and amble herself somewhere to sit and rest, but the minute Reinite turned - she dry heaved. She turned too fast, and that was not muffled in time.

Well shit.