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02-11-2017, 07:37 PM
Ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies
He was going to be sorely disappointed. She had little knowledge of Helovia. Some of the Basin, at least, but not much. And even less beyond that. Helovia still had that new car smell for her, which is why she is here, mingling like she might actually want a date. Well, to be fair, boys were fun to play with, so she’s hardly against this version of getting to know others. But largely, she is here for the getting to know others part, simply because knowing others in one of those beneficial things in life.
One, she knew many faces, and a lot of them didn’t like her. Which was perfectly fine. That won’t change here. She has had plans to be someone she isn’t, and she’s not someone that’s always well liked. She’s not someone who keeps her mouth shut, though she’s been making a valiant effort of that while she navigates Helovia. Timing is everything, after all.
The sun is down and this place is decorated to the nines in strange and various ways. In truth, it is rather romantic, and if she were that type of girl, she’d be really into it. The sound of her name cuts through the murmur of conversation, and she turns to find the source. To his credit, he is tall, dark and handsome. A smile curves onto her face, a playful, mischievous thing. This could be worse, she thinks, agreements radiating from Raven who still sits nestled in her horns.
She makes her way over to the stallion, nodding her head slightly. “That would be me. Reichenbach, I assume?”
One, she knew many faces, and a lot of them didn’t like her. Which was perfectly fine. That won’t change here. She has had plans to be someone she isn’t, and she’s not someone that’s always well liked. She’s not someone who keeps her mouth shut, though she’s been making a valiant effort of that while she navigates Helovia. Timing is everything, after all.
The sun is down and this place is decorated to the nines in strange and various ways. In truth, it is rather romantic, and if she were that type of girl, she’d be really into it. The sound of her name cuts through the murmur of conversation, and she turns to find the source. To his credit, he is tall, dark and handsome. A smile curves onto her face, a playful, mischievous thing. This could be worse, she thinks, agreements radiating from Raven who still sits nestled in her horns.
She makes her way over to the stallion, nodding her head slightly. “That would be me. Reichenbach, I assume?”
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