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Deirdre Winters; The Snow Queen ([info]snow_bees) wrote in [info]bellumlogs,
Re: PRE-RAID MINGLING
Deirdre had just poked her head in to check on Milo, finding him sleeping soundly with the soft snuffles of a content baby. She closed the door again with a soft smile, but was caught by a bright light that made her freeze for a moment.

She was suddenly somewhere quite different, full of smoke and music and the scent of alcohol, and she caught her breath in surprise. People moved around her, heading from the entrance (which she was hovered near, catching the harsh breeze of winter) further inside, stopping at the coat check on the way.

Deciding, much like the incident with the pirate ship, to simply go along and hope for the best, she slid the fur from her shoulders, adjusting the strap of her gown with an appreciative glance down at it. Something in red, not a color she usually wore, but she knew it looked good. A quick reach up found her hair to be styled within an inch of its life, and she laughed quietly to herself.

Or you could always go back outside. It seems much nicer out there. Not surrounded by all these... people. And heat.

Deirdre paused her steps toward the coat check before shaking her head to try to clear it, ignoring the voice for now. It wasn't that far from what she was thinking herself, so even though it was a new and unwanted development, she let it be.


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