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[sub] ♡ [b]Location:[/b] The Island (meeting hall) ♡ 
♡ [b]Interacting with:[/b] [@Tootsiepop][@GhostMami][@Hoekage][@QueenNugget] ♡ [/sub]
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Irene slowly looked at the faces around her, her eyes darting from one familiar face to another and trying to piece together that information with what she remembered from the reading that she had done on them the couple of nights before she'd reached the Island. She knew that the person speaking to her was Kasania, of course and that she'd certainly done something wrong by looking at the man radiating evil over there.  She quickly averted her glance and settled her large doe eyed gaze on Kasania instead who had blocked her view of the man, stretching her lips into a genuine smile.
[b][color=mistyrose]"I'm sorry, I just couldn't place the face of him. I'm Irene.  Uhm...Irene Artois.  It's nice to meet you, Kasania, truly."[/color][/b] 
As she spoke and continued to listen to the others talk she noticed the small warning that Octavius seemed to be telling her.  She was right, [i]he[/i] radiated something that she did not feel any remotely drawn to and she'd noticed that.  Even looking at him had been a mistake, she knew that now.  

How was she ever going to survive in such a group if some of them may turn out evil like this? Irene fretted to herself silently as she bit her lip.  She certainly wasn't cut out for this.  She was so young compared to the others and she knew that she was insanely weak.  Her father had always told her that her heart would be the death of her (very funny, dad) and she knew it, even though she tried hard to keep to her morals.  It was going to ruin her in this game, that was for sure.  More than anything Irene just wanted to call her parents and talk to them about this but that was impossible at the moment.  Her parents had wanted her to handle whatever came next alone, she had already been so protected and her parents knew that.  They wanted her out and for that she was equal parts annoyed and grateful.  At least she could grow but at the expense of being exploited.  And this place, this time was the best moment in history that she could ever be used. It was just her luck.

[color=AA91D2][b]“Niklaus Tepes, pleased to meet you both. Could I get you anything to drink? I would most love to hear the tales that brought you here today.”[/b][/color] Irene was knocked out of her thoughts by the smooth sounding voice from the lips of Niklaus and she quickly stroked a piece of hair from her face all the while giving him another one of her trademark happy smiles.  
[b][color=mistyrose]"I'm pleased to meet you as well, Niklaus.  You don't have to get me anything.  My drink is just on my table over there."[/color][/b] Irene moved with vampire speed towards the table that she'd been sitting at, picking up her champagne glass of iced water before she made her way back to the others, the water barely spilling a drop over the side of the crystal clear glass as she lifted it to her lips, tipping it slightly in his direction as a small sign of respect before she drew out another of her sweet smiles. 
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