Rey is truthfully only here because Obi-Wan suggested it. She would have been much more comfortable outside on patrol, or down with the servers, but here she is. When she is not following along in Obi-Wan's shadow, she's a fixture at the buffet table, a little away from the ballroom itself. She feels a little more comfortable here, and sampling the ridiculous amounts of food is helping with her anxiety towards the whole situation.
If any noble approaches her she's fairly terse and quick to excuse herself, not comfortable speaking with them for too long, lest she give away how badly she doesn't belong here. She wears no mask, as if that didn't make it obvious enough, but the outfit she's dressed in is something finer than anything she's ever worn, even of better quality than what General Organa sent her off with. It's green silk and simple, but she feels like she needs to be careful not to move too quickly in it all the same.
-The Outer Garden-
When the party gets to be overwhelming, which it quickly does, Rey escapes outside. She sits on a bench, watching the people coming and going, the steady green glow from between the curled fingers of her left hand enough to keep all but the most curious nobles away. She's an oddity to them, and she knows it. It annoys her a little, so she tries to block it out, working instead on meditation technique, calming herself and ignoring the outside noise, focusing only on what directly concerns her. While she might look distracted, anyone who approaches her as a result she will immediately look up, as if she sensed their intention to address her before they even have a chance to speak.
Rey | OTA
Rey is truthfully only here because Obi-Wan suggested it. She would have been much more comfortable outside on patrol, or down with the servers, but here she is. When she is not following along in Obi-Wan's shadow, she's a fixture at the buffet table, a little away from the ballroom itself. She feels a little more comfortable here, and sampling the ridiculous amounts of food is helping with her anxiety towards the whole situation.
If any noble approaches her she's fairly terse and quick to excuse herself, not comfortable speaking with them for too long, lest she give away how badly she doesn't belong here. She wears no mask, as if that didn't make it obvious enough, but the outfit she's dressed in is something finer than anything she's ever worn, even of better quality than what General Organa sent her off with. It's green silk and simple, but she feels like she needs to be careful not to move too quickly in it all the same.
-The Outer Garden-
When the party gets to be overwhelming, which it quickly does, Rey escapes outside. She sits on a bench, watching the people coming and going, the steady green glow from between the curled fingers of her left hand enough to keep all but the most curious nobles away. She's an oddity to them, and she knows it. It annoys her a little, so she tries to block it out, working instead on meditation technique, calming herself and ignoring the outside noise, focusing only on what directly concerns her. While she might look distracted, anyone who approaches her as a result she will immediately look up, as if she sensed their intention to address her before they even have a chance to speak.