[color=c4df9b][h2][center]O'Ner Faister [/center][/h2][/color]

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TIME: Late Afternoon

LOCATION: The Grand Ball, Roshmi City

INTERACTIONS: [@13org] Myra 

O'Ner chuckled when Myra was tasting the wine much like a cat; finding it quite amusing that he had to scuffle his laughter. “I am sorry for laughing” Waving his hand as he took a moment to gain his composure. Taking the wine glass and taking a few sips form it; faking the starting effects of being drunk. His body swaying back and forth; while his speech was starting to slur. Wanting to keep the illusion of being a demi human. Watching her eating the pasta; he felt a little bit jealous that she could taste food. Something he has not felt in a very long time.  “Well that would be a good replacement for utensils” He smiled watching her eat with her claws. 

Moving the utensils away form the plate; calling over the waiter ordering two glasses of water to help sober her up. Finding her motions and her drunken mindset to be sort of adorable. Taping his hand once again on the table; “I can tell you are enjoying the meal; have you had something like this before? What do you usually eat?” He asked curious about what she eats. Wondering if she was feral before being found and taught how to act like a normal person.  “What was is your occupation?” He asked curiously; not wanting to sound specious.