[center][h1][i] [color=f49ac2]~Varia Crest~[/color] [/i][/h1][/center]
[i] [color=bc8dbf]“Varia if you cancel this wedding, you are NOT to return to this house, do you understand?!”[/color] An older woman’s voice shouted as Varia hurled a suitcase toward the grand door of a mansion interior. [color=f49ac2]“If I find my soulmate, I won’t bother coming home at all, Mother!”[/color] She slammed the front door as she left.[/i]
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Varia Crest woke with a gasp, she found herself in the helicopter having dosed off from her rather arduous journey from Britain. The view was certainly breath-taking, that she admitted. She leaned up against the window and placed a rather delicate hand against the pane to peer down at the waterfall below. She sighed as she thought of this risk she was taking of losing her home, her family and her future successes. All for the sake of someone she hadn’t even met, yet knew was out there for her. But if she did Reunite with someone romantically, how could she go back and marry someone she didn’t even like very much? All for the purpose of keeping up appearances in high society. She hated this arranged marriage, it was only a matter of time though before she became a Lost. Then she needn’t worry about living long enough to put up with it. 

Adorned in her finest dress for the occasion, of pearlescent white that hugged her pear shaped frame up to the halter type neckline and a plunging back line that stopped just short of the small of her back to reveal soft skin, not too pale and not too tanned. She fiddled with the engagement ring on her finger, a diamond that was easily worth £100K. She contemplated removing it for the duration of her stay. But that would be lying, and she was an honest girl. Her soulmate had to accept her life situation and all its dramas it presented. If anything, it was nice to just get away from her life and forget her troubles of a far right wing family of elitists that suffocated her and controlled every aspect of her social life. However, they had no control over who her soulmate was.

The helicopter landed and there she could see the mansion in all its glory. It put her family’s ten bedroomed estate to shame. As she was helped down from the chopper and then scanned for malicious artefacts, she stood silent for a moment to admire the architecture of the building. After she was permitted to go inside, the first thing that drew her eyes were the displays of holographic birds. Being an animal lover, she certainly felt captivated by them. Certainly no expense spared at this party. While, she did not feel out of place at one of these types of events, she still felt nervous amongst people she didn’t know. She had a sheltered life, she was always fawned over and fussed over. Here, nobody had to suck up to her in front of her rich parents and pretend to be nice.  

She caught herself staring at some of the ornate decoration, although she was stood still, she did not see the oncoming hazard that was a guest nearly knocking her over. She gasped as she stumbled, she turned to the red headed female who walked into her. [color=ed1c24]“Watch where you’re going blondie!”[/color] She scorned and walked off. Varia rubbed her arm where she’d been elbowed. [color=f49ac2]“Sorry…my fault…” [/color]She apologised even though it was not she who wasn’t watching where she was going. The lass seemed a little inebriated already. Couldn’t hold her liquor. Varia now felt like a fish out of water. People were rude when they didn’t need to be. She was used to dealing with pleasant, albeit fake, people. Perhaps it was a mistake to come here? After all, what were the chances that she would find her soulmate here? They could be in fact, dead already. With her luck, they were. She felt a little envious of the couples who had already reunited and some couples were making out hard. Although it made her slightly uncomfortable, they had a passion she only ever dreamed of. She hadn’t even so much as kissed a boy, except her fiancé and even then it was just a peck. She had no time for dating during her academic studies, conservation work and philanthropist activities.
 
Before she could wander off and explore the gardens and terraces before retiring to her room for the eve, the music suddenly reached a crescendo, causing her to gaze up as the birds projected their luminescence toward the top of the grand staircase. Her eyes lit up as they darted toward the corner and swirled around whom she assumed was one of the Abramson twins. Looking dapper and majestic. Suddenly there were two of them, it slightly outrageous outfits with large cut outs. The reason being their reunited mark to proudly display. It was truly a sight to behold. 

Varia smiled as Isaac criticised his twin for showboating. She listened to their speech intently, learning their story of how fortunate they both were to have been Reunited at birth. She felt more heart warmed by their presence now and she hoped to be able to speak with them both later but as they left the stage, she knew they would be swarmed. She took this chance to go get a drink at the bar. [color=f49ac2]“Peach Bellini please.”[/color] She asked the bar tender and waited for him to make her drink as she leaned against the counter. She liked her drinks sweet and her tastes were expensive. And though she came from money, all the money in the world could not buy her happiness. A happiness she was missing from her life.