[center][h1]Ren White[/h1][/center]
[center][h2]Central Point[/h2][/center]
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Ren was still puzzled with a feeling of familiarity regarding the redheaded woman ([@Almalthia]). Something he couldn't quite put his finger on. Oh well. His mulled wine was warm in his palms, and he took careful sips to avoid burning his tongue. There sure were a lot of people at this event. 

[color=lightsteelblue][i]"I didn't really want to come in the first place, so dancing Ren is definitely not present."[/i][/color] He mumbled into his drink. [color=lightsteelblue][i]"But what the hell. Let's go."[/i][/color] Ren held out his hand for Marinalia, looking towards the made up dance floor. ([@PrinceAlexus]) They made their way through the crowd, loud music blaring from several speakers. Ren noticed a rather buff looking thug, seemingly just overlooking the event ([@SgtEasy]), and a tall woman with a scarred face in the same area ([@Silver Fox]). And - [color=gray] What the- Is that Joseph?[/color] The self proclaimed [i]wanderer[/i] was shuffling about in an utterly ridiculous outfit made out of cardboard boxes. Ren had to give him some credit for the effort though, no matter how unbelievable the result was ([@Rabidporcupine]).