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[cozen]

WHO: Alexandrie, Bastien, Byerly, and their captive audience
WHAT: Mandatory etiquette and dance lessons
WHEN: Justinian 15, 9:45
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: See the OOC post and IC announcement for more information! If you didn't sign up, you can still participate in Parts A and D, and just handwave the other two, without needing to sign up or get an assignment. If you want to do B and C, you can find your own dance partner/seating group OOC, or you can sign up now and we'll dole out new assignments if we get enough latecomers to do so. If you signed up and are missing from the lists when you shouldn't be, I'm sorry and please tell me!

disclaimer: event less fancy than pictured

Seating Assignments
— Table One: Gwenaëlle, Iorveth, Matthias, Athessa
— Table Two: Flint, Ilias, Darras, Med Seller, Yngvi
— Table Three: Julius, Thranduil, Anders, Brienne
— Table Four: Benedict, Colin, Valentine, Six, Derrica
— Table Five: Teren, Salvio, Bartimaeus, Osana
— Table Six: Freddie, Petrana, Kain, Merrill, Silver
— Table Seven: Yseult, Cosima, Steve, Inessa
— Table Eight: Sidony, Fifi, Nell, Fingon
— Table Nine: Thor, Nathaniel H., Solas, Skadi

Dance Partners
— Cosima & Nathaniel H.
— Athessa & Anders
— Teren & Flint
— Freddie & Bartimaeus
— Yseult & Darras
— Nell & Julius
— Merrill & Colin
— Skadi & Benedict
— Gwenaëlle & Solas
— Petrana & Salvio
— Osana & the Medicine Seller
— Sidony & Matthias
— Six & Thranduil
— Brienne & Valentine
— Fifi & Steve
— Thor & Fingon
— Ilias & Iorveth

Comments

sorry hi

[radiosa]

The honk of Salvio's chair breaks Osana's silent fascination with how much their new arrival is able to fit into his mouth, and she starts, then smiles at him. She would like for it to be a reassuring smile, but the way her eyes slide right back to whatshisface with barely-restrained curiosity might limit the effectiveness.

"I'm sure it will be fine," she says. "Perhaps he is to test us."

She takes the wine glass he's discarded, riding an impulse to reclaim and protect it, but then realizes that that might require putting her mouth somewhere his has been, and settles for frowning at the rim.

[reshapes]

"Testing you?" Crunches the tobacco stained man, small crumbs hanging ominously at the corners of his wide mouth. "My word, what a welcome. This isn't the first time the three of you have done something like this, is it?"

He bats his pale, nearly transluscently blond eyelashes. It's somehow distinctly unpleasant.