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[Color=8dc73f]Time:[/color] Late Afternoon
[Color=8dc73f]Location:[/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[Color=8dc73f]Interaction:[/color] [@Eviledd1984] O’Ner

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[color=8dc73f]”Oh but giving you my name would take all the mystery and fun out of things, wouldn’t you say Mathias?”[/color] Kenia said as she gave him a playful smirk as they began their dance. She then giggled before adding, [color=8dc73f]”I’m merely playing, my name is Elora.”[/color] False names were something she had plenty of and they flowed out of her mouth as confidently as ever. She was also trying to be playful and friendly to help put her partner at ease, people always seemed more willing to talk if you kept a smile on your face and made yourself appear as non-threatening as possible.

She took notice of the man glancing around for a minute and found it curious. What or who was he looking for? [color=8dc73f]”Making sure someone doesn’t see you dancing with me? I do hope I won’t make anyone jealous. They can rest assured that I have no intention of stealing you away from them, though you are quite handsome.”[/color] Their dance was slow and she could tell he was a little apprehensive about it. It was confirmed when he whispered an apology about it. Her face softened and her smile turned into a very kind one. [color=8dc73f]”You don’t need to apologize, your dancing is just fine. If we keep it slow there’s not much room for error and I’m just fine with that then you won’t see how terrible I am at dancing to.”[/color] She reassured him, though the last bit was a lie. She’d been trained in dancing since she was a young child and so she was quite good at it, but he didn’t need to know that.

[color=8dc73f]”So what brought you to this ball? It seems like there’s a lot of people here for different reasons and it makes me curious as to what each reason is.”[/color] She asked after a few more moments.