Kashiki
Downrange Deadshot
After leaving to the dance floor, Aruna had begun dancing with Hessai. Her steps were fluid, her hips swaying as her arms lay on his shoulders. Staring into his eyes, she smiled warmly. "It's been a while since we danced."
Looking down to the male's suit for a moment, pondering her thoughts, she spoke. "[member="The Cartographer"] is more popular than I thought," to be honest, Aruna had not expected anything less from their host. A man that powerful always had pull with the general populace; the invited guests crowded the beacon of a man, and she could not find fault in that in the least. "Perhaps I should have been a little more social back there."
[member="Hessai Venscythe"]
Looking down to the male's suit for a moment, pondering her thoughts, she spoke. "[member="The Cartographer"] is more popular than I thought," to be honest, Aruna had not expected anything less from their host. A man that powerful always had pull with the general populace; the invited guests crowded the beacon of a man, and she could not find fault in that in the least. "Perhaps I should have been a little more social back there."
[member="Hessai Venscythe"]