[Lughnasadh, Main] Blood Sport

Yuan made his way back to the main area with a look of quiet shock on his face. Talking with Carr had been as exhausting as an actual dance, with just as little sense of direction. He had decided to talk to him to escape Summer’s endless request and regain some composure, but now he found himself even more at a loss.

Still, some good has come out of it. Or will, rather. Was he wrong to enjoy the anticipation of their next meeting?

He realized he was surrounded by people only when he looked up. The Beast wanted nothing more than to leave, retest to the quiet of his Hollow. However, he had a sneaking suspicion that should he do that, some Noble would later impress on him the importance of socializing. Because Wyrd forbid the Freehold thought Spring wasn’t the center of attention.

As if Yuan didn’t know.

Covering his eyes with one hand, the Playmate moved the other at random to find a person to go talk to. It came to a stop on a particularly leathery looking man in a hunting coat. Replacing his clothes and hair, he headed in that direction.

“Sorry to bother you. I just wanted to tell you that I really like your coat.”

He smiled at the man and the woman next to him, extending his hand in greeting. “I’m Yuan. I’d love to hear about it as well.”