[indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent] [img]https://i.imgur.com/TtWCI2Z.png[/img] [/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][center][sub][sub][url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b8/9e/28/b89e28be3ae7421612d4000d15dcd99d.jpg]♖ O U T F I T ♖[/url][/sub][/sub] [/center] [table] [row] [sup][h3][b][color=2e2c2c] ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [right]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right][/color] [/b][/h3][/sup] [/row][row] [cell][color=2e2c2c]______________________________________[/color] [center][color=gray][sub][sub]I N T E R A C T I O S N : [@samreaper][/sub][/sub][/color][/center] [/cell][cell] [color=2e2c2c]______________________________________[/color] [center][color=gray][sub][sub]M E N T I O N S :[/sub][/sub][/color][/center] [/cell] [/row] [/table] [indent][indent][indent][indent][indent] [img]https://i.imgur.com/eHHlypM.png[/img] [/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [indent][color=gray] Zarai watched the man who she had bumped into frantically pick up the grapes. She thought he was going to offer to rinse them off, or just offer them back to her and she would have been perfectly happy to have them back. But no, instead the strange man with the funny hair began to juggle them even before she could stop him! Lady Lesdeman in return watched each grape fall back to the floor, each time gasping until her voice was nothing but the sound of a mouse. [color=95AA71]"I could have still eaten those..."[/color] She picked up one of the grape that had been left untouched from the trail of her coat and popped it into her mouth staring at the man with narrowed eyes. [color=95AA71]"Tch."[/color] She rolled her eyes and stood up from her spot amongst the fallen grapes. [color=95AA71]"Now you gotta pick those up,"[/color] Zarai looked at him expectantly, one eyebrow raised but the coldness of her eyes had disappeared as quickly as it had come. Now, instead, it was replaced by slight amusement and a glint of mischievousness. She could tell that the man in front of her was no noble. No way. No one in high society would juggle 10 grapes just to please her or cheer her up. Some Lord would have called over one of the servants to clean it up and bring her a new plate. Zarai eyed him, looking into his eyes and scanning for anything fishy about him. She began to circle the man, fingertips tapping her chin and examining him carefully. [color=95AA71]"While I appreciate your attempt to make me feel better how about instead of juggling those grapes to make it up to me, you help me with a little something?"[/color] Zarai grinned, using her index and middle finger to walk her hand from one of his shoulders to the other until she patted his arm. [color=95AA71]"I'm Zarai, by the way. And you are?"[/color] She looked up at his cowlick, [color=95AA71]"Curious."[/color] [/color][/indent]