Sun & Orika | Towards the back- just before the movie starts.
Rika was fuming; she'd wanted to arrive at the theatre early in the hopes of tracking down Ryun, who'd been really able to avoid her up to this point, or to find Jae-Hwa and have a little fun. Unfortunately she'd had to put her plans on hold when she received a phone call from her label. Apparently her would-be collaborator and that k-pop tart had convinced the powers-that-be to let them work on "Troublemaker" while here at Mystic Veil.
This kind of disappointment was just the kind of catalyst that caused Orika to do crazy things. She'd dressed for this soiree provocatively, even though there was very little skin actually showing. The bright mini kimono hit her mid thigh, but the knee high black leather boots concealed her legs. Relegated to the back row, Rika pouted, but was determined to figure out some way to get the attention she wanted. She was unaware that she was about to get a treat.
At the sound of the voice beside her, Rika turned to the questioner and her face blossomed into a bright smile. Fenghuang Sun; Ryun's bandmate and supposed best friend. And handsome to boot. Someone was smiling down on her with this perfect little crumb in an otherwise ruined evening. Shifting so that she could cross one leather clad leg over the other, giving Sun a little peek of warm skin, she replied, "No, the seat is all yours Sun-san."