That tiny clinking clanking sound of glass touching the bar table was almost background music to Jennifer, barely noticed among the many other sounds of inaudible speech and mall like music. She didn’t really pay much thought to the cognac glasses as they were placed in front of herself and Judgement either. She touched the back of the glass facing away from her with her fingers, pulling it a bit closer to herself with barely a touch, letting it slide a bit across the smooth bar table for a second and perhaps a half as well.
Soon after she glanced up and down the bar rather quickly, almost seeming to shrink in her already not very impressive height once done. She was almost certain that they had noticed her by now. There was really no denying it. She gulped almost, seeming anxious, as she with quick hand movements grabbed a leather case from inside her jacket and popped it open with a finger, revealing the cigarettes that was placed inside of it. A finger hovered over it before she snatched a single one, flipping it between her fingers before she gently hammered the butt on the table to make sure the tobacco inside would stay where it was.
It was soon lighted and after having spitted out a cloud of cyan smoke she sighed deeply, turning her gaze back towards Judgement. She seemed calmer now, yet her gaze behind the sunglasses of hers still occasionally flew towards Chiasa and Keira.
“Ah I don’t know... I guess I was just really looking forward to the chip bags they place in your room?” She said, her sentence loathed with sarcasm.
“What’s up with that mask anyway?”
[member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] :: [member="Keira Ticon"] :: [member="Judgement"]
