Post by Eis on Apr 28, 2021 17:59:58 GMT -8
Rowan, the poor young man, jumping at shadows now? Or did she make him uncomfortable? No matter...
"I suppose so." she replies to his reveal, relenting. With a slight tilt of her head, she adds "No one understands our experiences better than ourselves. But however you sum it up, the thesis has merit. I look forward to more practical experiments of your talents, in the future." Despite herself, she grins and gives him a wink. He may not understand the gesture, but she genuinely hopes to see him - and his skills - in the future. This may be the last time in a long, long while that she cuts loose. so she might as well embrace the... spirit of things. She can always blame the alcohol later.
Judging by the music and cheers, everyone else seems to have been swept up. Eis glances towards the cause of the commotion to see Riley Sorsa emerge from behind a mask at the end of an apparent performance. As trivial and vain as such a thing might be, Eis cannot deny the power it holds over the audience.
Her attention returns to her fellow Autumn Courtiers. Eis, apparently, isn't the only one who wants to see more of Rowan in action. And as fun as it might be to stick around and watch that, she has absolutely no idea what time it is. She'll need to gravitate towards... well... everyone else, if she plans on witnessing this seed ritual.
"Gentlemen. I'll leave you to it." She digs out her phone and pulls up her own contact number, holding it out for the both of them too see. "In case we miss each other later." With that, Eis semi-gracefully heads back towards the main crowd.
"I suppose so." she replies to his reveal, relenting. With a slight tilt of her head, she adds "No one understands our experiences better than ourselves. But however you sum it up, the thesis has merit. I look forward to more practical experiments of your talents, in the future." Despite herself, she grins and gives him a wink. He may not understand the gesture, but she genuinely hopes to see him - and his skills - in the future. This may be the last time in a long, long while that she cuts loose. so she might as well embrace the... spirit of things. She can always blame the alcohol later.
Judging by the music and cheers, everyone else seems to have been swept up. Eis glances towards the cause of the commotion to see Riley Sorsa emerge from behind a mask at the end of an apparent performance. As trivial and vain as such a thing might be, Eis cannot deny the power it holds over the audience.
Her attention returns to her fellow Autumn Courtiers. Eis, apparently, isn't the only one who wants to see more of Rowan in action. And as fun as it might be to stick around and watch that, she has absolutely no idea what time it is. She'll need to gravitate towards... well... everyone else, if she plans on witnessing this seed ritual.
"Gentlemen. I'll leave you to it." She digs out her phone and pulls up her own contact number, holding it out for the both of them too see. "In case we miss each other later." With that, Eis semi-gracefully heads back towards the main crowd.
Eis returns to the main thread.
