Thierry is a bayou wolf (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} wolfsense) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} st_margarets, |
Thierry had a nice conversation with other students and did a little bit of dancing here and there. He also had a couple of drinks, but it would take a couple more before he would really feel the effects of the alcohol. He still had his hood down and some more of his hair escaped the low ponytail he wore but continually tucked the hair behind his ears. Truthfully, save for the cheapness of the costume upon closer inspection, he actually looked like what a movie version of a rogue might try to persuade audiences was the real thing.
He wasn't just chatting though and had taken note of some nice costumes. He was admiring a set of legs when the owner of those legs turned and revealed herself to be . . . Sara? Thierry's expression was a mixture of surprise and amusement. Looked like the petite wouldn't be so petite for much longer. He raised the cup in her direction as a hello and then made his way over.
The last time Sara and him really saw each other they were a fox and a wolf and chasing something through the woods. Now it was a more relaxed environment. And given their last conversation over the network not really quelling her worries about that thing in the woods, he felt it was a good idea to catch up a little.
"Bonsoir, petite," he said finally coming up to her. The girls talking to her had wandered away at his approach, "Like 'de costume but not sure where it from."