dragamior, dragamior, saur and gray pv Closed

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Interacting With: @Amara Dragamior as Lucas Dragamior, @Astrea Soleil Neptune as Johannes Sauer, @Percival Gray as himself
Mentioning: TBD
After With Grace
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Hex Color: #20681A

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[font=Blackadder itc]Coded by Rafael D'Spacito[/font]

Pit, pit, pit. Amara's nails tap against the wooded table as she waits for her cousin, Lucas Dragamior, his date for the upcoming ball, Johannes Sauer and Amara's own date, Percival Gray. Dressed is a pastel sweater and matching skirt, Amara feels elegant enough to meet a family friend without losing the sense of style she has developed for herself.

Pit, pit, pit. Soon, murmurs of a fistfight begin to circulate around the great hall. With an eye-roll Amara glances around looking to find her cousin. It may have been a bit since she has last seen her cousin, but she still should be able to recognize him, right?

Amara twirls a strand of honey golden hair around her fingers, Lucas better not walk in here with a broken nose, but if he is not fighting what could be taking so long.

A basket of rolls sits in the center of the table, taunting Amara with warmth. Could the boys just get here already so she can eat? Of course, as the Dragamior heir beings to think about that, plates of food begin to pop up around the table, coming in from the kitchens.

Pit, pit, pit. And she waits.