The stars can tell
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WC: 232 OOC: in optime form and only wears a purple scarf to hold her hair up Smile and smells of cooked meat too ^^

The night was quiet for the woman. Yet the loud music played on and the crowds of wolves were speaking trying to be heard over it, it was a claustrophobic moment for the young girl, never in her life had she been in such a thick crowd. It made her nervous and wary. She had been awwed by the fort as well, curiousity got the better of her, but she stayed within the vacinity. The walls told a story of different kinds and she knew this had been erected before wolf kind came along. Moving around she kept to the outskirts of the crowd.

She could see why this spot was picked, it was the most wide open and could fit the most wolves. It also was a wonderful place just from its look. She liked old things and was fascinated by them. Putting her hand on the cool stone she wiped it finding this company far better than the huge crowd of wolves. She was treating them all as one and that was bad because many different canines mingled in the crowd and she wasn’t too bad with conversations, except when it came to this. She knew she wouldn’t be going to many of these celebrations. She was just glad she wasn’t the center of attention. That would have made things worse. That much she could be glad for.

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#2
Lorenzo sounds scottish... apparently XD

Again Lorenzo clutched a second drink that wasn't his own, he sipped slowly at his own drink as he watched the crowd. He seemed to be doing that a lot tonight. Both people watching and holding a drink that wasn't his own. He seemed to have lost himself in his thoughts and barely saw any of the people in front of him. He was focused mainly on something that had him ecstatically happy. His proposal to Juliet, the princess had said yes to him and his doubts and fears were suddenly groundless, floating away into nothingness in the air. The Knight male was happy.

Somebody bumped into him and he had to do a mad scramble to keep hold of both drinks. The person, whoever it was apologised profusely and Lorenzo waved him off with a good natured smile. The act had brought his attention back into focus and now he could see on the other side of the room, a young girl with a creamy belly and long brown hair looking about herself nervously and seeming as lost as he felt sometimes. He looked down at the spare drink he held and smiled hesitantly to himself, time to be social and this girl looked like she needed some form of comfort.

Granted he guessed most people would see a stranger almost two feet taller than them and be just a little scared but he didn't like the way she looked so scared and alone. Lorenzo made his way slowly around the dance floor, moving around the crowd instead of through it so he didn't appear to be making a line straight towards her. He threw back his drink and deposited the empty cup on a nearby table before approaching her, trying to look as none threatening as possible,

"Aye up there. Mah name's Lorenzo. Wud yah care fer ah dreenk?" He gestured to the full glass that he carried with him, smiling a little self consciously.
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She was deep in thought that at first she didn’t notice the man until he was right next to her and even when he spoke she barely took in what he said. It in fact was a few seconds later before she realized he was talking to her. Looking around, to make sure it really was her that he was talking to, she smiled a little. It would be impolite to be rude to him or refuse.

“Oh thank you sir, I’m Eclipse... Um this is some night huh?”

She asked, taking the drink. She never had an alcoholic beverage before so when she put it to her lips and drank some she nearly choked it out. She coughed at the strange taste it gave her, though it wasn’t unpleasant it was absolutely surprising. The tangy taste of the drink mixed with something far more powerful.

“Ahem, um thank you! Do you know what this is?”

Her voice was a little constricted from the reaction she had to the drink. She cleared her throat a few times and coughed, though she did sniff at the drink. Her curiousity towards it was empowering. She was a master of the tastebuds, but whoever made this, was so exceptional that it was hard to drink it in one go. She looked at Lorenzo and smiled her thanks.

“Um I’m sorry I just... I have never really done anything like this before.”

She admitted. She had been to a get together with her family, but that was the best she came up with anything so just seeing him boldly introduce himself put her off her train of thought and made her very self conscious as though she too were suppose to be out dancing or chatting with others.

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His smile was recognising a fellow awkward party goer, not everyone was a social type and maybe Lorenzo considered his job for tonight to find these loners, these ones who hid at the sidelines and to engage them in conversation, offer a drink and maybe a few minutes of friendly company, sometimes it was a single person that turned everything around and made the day seem brighter. He liked to hope that he was doing that tonight, making people feel more welcomed and more comfortable withing Fort Kingsbury's walls.

"Yahh. Were a reet doozy tah put tageether. Sah mach work tah do but it's all good wark. Good far makin' friends and tha like." To be honest he wasn't exactly sure what was in the drinks provided, he didn't know who had made it either. all that he knew was that it didn't contan alcohol. He rubbed the back of his neck and smiled at her sheepishly, caught out by her question,

"Ahh. Ah ain't reely sure. But ah know eets not got tha alcohol een it. Maybah ah can ask my father Jazper and ah get back tah yah sometime in futur aye?" He laughed gently at her confession,

"ahself neither. Ahm a quiet one. Ah like dark corners, tha like."
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WC: 283 OOC: Like a deer in headlights

His accent was hard to understand and she did her best to get everything he said, analyzing it slowly in her brain so she did stand there looking as though she went brain dead. She did not wish to have him repeat what he said. It would be embarrassing for them both, at least that was what she thought. She said little and when he mentioned his father she blushed. How many children did he have? she had already danced with one of the children ofJazper, and now here one was trying to strike up idle conversation it felt almost too much for the young woman. She took another drink from the unknown substance. It did nothing to clear her head but it was something to do.

“I... didn’t know you were Jazper’s son. I met his other son, um a little while ago.”

Ok she could do this, just take it one step at a time. Though the drink was making any question she had go blank she was going to try at least. What did one do at these things anyway? Other than dancing. She knew she stepped on poor Aro’s feet many times as he tried dancing with her. She blushed at that thought.

“So um what do you do in this pack, do you have duties or anything?

She asked. She didn’t know the pack’s structure and she didn’t want to be rude or anything, though she was fairly curious. She couldn’t help the nervousness in her voice though it was one thing just meeting one wolf, but all these in one night? It was almost too much for her.

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