Ciri, Tad and Dante
Ciri and Tad arrived at the Winter Social, the dryad in high spirits and the elemental anxious. He hoped Dante would be there and his hope was made out of eggshell. Despite this, attending a party with Ciri was a new experience for him and he examined his surroundings with wide eyes. What was just as strange was he had a new black shirt for the occasion and his hair had gel in it to make it spiky. "I want to look for Dante," he said to her.
"All right." Ciri smoothed the wrinkles in her lavender party dress and looked around, although she did not quite remember what appearance his friend had. "Tell me if you see him and we will say hello." Her hand rested on his shoulder for a brief moment and they enjoyed the music as they started to walk around. Ciri headed to the refreshment table to get punch for the two of them and Tad stood next to her on anxious watch.
And then there he was. Tad tugged at her arm and looked in Dante's direction, with Ciri's gaze following. As upset as he was, seeing Dante in person made it all better. "Hi," he said with a shy smile. So nervous! His present for his friend still remained in Ciri's handbag.
Ciri grinned, happy to see Tad's mood improve. "Hi Dante!" she greeted. "It is wonderful to meet you." Her enthusiasm had not changed despite recent events.