@tenebristredecim liked for a starter from the Simm!Master and I am a lil shit
Harold Saxon was mingling, as he oft did these days at parties, he looked a lot like a former Prime Minister over one hundred years before with the same name as himself. Now and then he would joke that if he didn’t know his past he would wonder if he had time traveled. A ridiculous notion, but still a fun thing to joke about. As it was, he was just someone who taught political history and was looking to expand into politics himself. Hence the mingling.
His warm brown eyes scanned the crowd as he made his way through everyone. Harold always made a point to find new faces first before he continued to mingle with those he knew. It was far better that way in his networking. A blonde woman caught his eye, something about her drawing his attention. The man slowly made his way through countless people and his eyes could not be drawn from her.
“Hello. Harold Saxon, I don’t think I have ever seen you at one of these events before. First gala?” He gave his best smile as he extended his hand to her.












