[Event | Open]
[it's that kind of night. wine, atmosphere, privacy... but company. that was the sticking point. and he's resorted to looking, or at least a version of it, strolling through the halls with the stems of two wine glasses crossed between his fingers, an airing bottle of red in the other.]
[come out, come out, wherever you are.]
((OOC: Cross Marian, *moderately* effected by the aphros. your character can be as effected as you like, or not! he may get more effected as time goes on, depending on need.))