Dragoon Trio | after Mag & Lav's arrival, a little after 8PM
To say that Kiernan was comfortable in his get-up would be an outright lie. Sure, it was nice to have some freedom below the waist, but the heels in particular were difficult to walk in, not to mention tightly fit. He felt ridiculously with the padded breasts, to boot. But he said he wasn't going to hold anything back, and Ari and Lea had done a spectacular job at making him look as good as he did, and he wasn't about to shortchange them especially.
So, he strutted about the bar, speaking with as much of a lilt as he could manage to everyone from the guild he could get to, taking a gleefully malicious joy out of making many of them squirm, when he glanced up to see Lavitz and -- was that Mag? He blew a kiss at the berserker whose lap he had decided to commandeer and he made his way over to the pair who had just entered, though not as quickly as he would've liked, given his shoes.
"Well, hey now," he said, raising his eyebrows as he looked Mag up and down. He let out a low, impressed whistle. "Looks like we've got ourselves a fabulous pair between the two of us." Then he looked up and winked and Lav. "Sure you didn't want to join us, handsome?" he teased in his most feminine voice.