"You always did look sensational in monochrome and metallics." Vaux sips from his champagne flute and offers a softened, somewhat cheeky smile; "I think I may just have the perfect pair of earrings to match your outfit, in fact-"
Isrieal is leaned back against her chair, legs kicked up with a glass of champagne of her own. She was in a simple, silkly black dress slitted at her right leg and adorned at the waist with a silver chain belt. If anything visitin Vaux was relaxing and an excellent excuse to get out of that tower. She smirks as his makes his comment and sits up a bit more. "Oh?" She quirks a brow. "I assume not many can pull this look off." She chuckles.
"I am sure I will not be disappointed." She sets her glass down. "That's what I like about you. You can look at something and know exactly what to do with it." She gazes out towards the city for a moment. "How are things down on the streets of Midgar lately?" She asks him. "Anything of interest?" She tips her head.
Vaux was a valuable asset, not only for her style but as a connection to the outside world of Midgar. A source of information was never to be taken lightly. "All is well on your end I hope?" She looks to him with those dazzling blues. "You know you can call for me at any time, should you ever need help with anything or any...sticky situation."
She may not look the part of a bodyguard but she had her ways, and resources of her own. "A theft, a threat, and enemy...a cover up." She narrows her eyes slightly in thought. "I can handle any of it."
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