[After everything that’s been going on the last couple months, Sheva finds the thought of a masquerade both daunting and a welcome distraction. Not to mention it’s a chance to dress elegantly, drink, and dance as though she hadn’t tried to mindlessly murder people thanks to a fog.
The enchanted mask is quite helpful, and she decides to keep it on and make an intrigue of it.]
i | text — Existing CR & misfires.
Come find me. ;D
ii | fresh air
[Throughout the night, Sheva takes leave of the excitement and noise to step outside and breathe free, often with an amber colored drink in her hand. The later into the night it becomes, the more the libations have settled through her, adding a strange fluidity to her movements.
Both the fountain and the stars find her attention, the water and endless beauty of the expansive sky easy escapes from dark thoughts or anxiety. In theory, at least. Startle her at a risk.]
iii | snacc & dance
What do you think that is, exactly? [She periodically asks of a stranger, motioning to a bite of food that’s not familiar to her. Perhaps it’s something local?] Do you think they have magic in them?
[When she’s not refilling her drink or refueling herself with various fruits and hors d'oeuvres, the young lioness dances. There’s no shame in dancing by herself, moving to the music as though it coursed through her. There are times where her eyes close and she just allows the song to guide her. Other times, she catches the eyes of another while dancing, playing an enticing game of chicken that can easily become silly or a little more sultry.
Maybe she’ll even take a chance and ask for a dance directly? As a note, she does put her name in the lock box because why not?]
iv | wildcard
[ooc: Have an idea for another sort of thread? Feel free to PM or message me on Plurk (schist) to discuss.]
Sheva Alomar | OTA | Turnskin (lion)
The enchanted mask is quite helpful, and she decides to keep it on and make an intrigue of it.]
i | text — Existing CR & misfires.
Come find me. ;D
ii | fresh air
[Throughout the night, Sheva takes leave of the excitement and noise to step outside and breathe free, often with an amber colored drink in her hand. The later into the night it becomes, the more the libations have settled through her, adding a strange fluidity to her movements.
Both the fountain and the stars find her attention, the water and endless beauty of the expansive sky easy escapes from dark thoughts or anxiety. In theory, at least. Startle her at a risk.]
iii | snacc & dance
What do you think that is, exactly? [She periodically asks of a stranger, motioning to a bite of food that’s not familiar to her. Perhaps it’s something local?] Do you think they have magic in them?
[When she’s not refilling her drink or refueling herself with various fruits and hors d'oeuvres, the young lioness dances. There’s no shame in dancing by herself, moving to the music as though it coursed through her. There are times where her eyes close and she just allows the song to guide her. Other times, she catches the eyes of another while dancing, playing an enticing game of chicken that can easily become silly or a little more sultry.
Maybe she’ll even take a chance and ask for a dance directly? As a note, she does put her name in the lock box because why not?]
iv | wildcard
[ooc: Have an idea for another sort of thread? Feel free to PM or message me on Plurk (schist) to discuss.]