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[color=0a6d6b]"None of your fucking business,"[/color] 

Fiona made sure to quickly cover her mouth with her hand, having to almost swallow it as she fought against the urge the laugh, at best only muffling the snort that still made it through. She then drained her glass as she tried not to choke from the effort of keeping a straight face, then poured herself a fresh one from the bar. 

[color=0a6d6b]"Mediocre top shelf by average standards. My father has a better selection in his study."[/color] The pompous little Russian fuck was definitely rattled, if not pissed off, which she found absolutely hilarious, even as his mask snapped back into place. Sadly, before she could attempt to engage him in anything further, he’d turned and fled. Oh, he’d view it as a grand withdrawal more than likely, while retaining his composure, of course, as befitted one of his impeccable breeding. Most unseemly to trade words with a common traveller like herself. She did wonder if he was descended from the kind of family who would have had hers rounded up and shot in decades past. Pompous wanker. 

Taking a quick sip of her [i]“mediocre swill”[/i], she did something that she’d probably regret but felt right for the moment. Raising her own glass in a mock salute of his own from earlier, she shouted after Sylas’ meandering back, her voice sounding almost parody-esque as she put on a convincing bubbly American accent [color=024B30]"Love you too, Sylas!"[/color]  

She’d barely turned back to the bar, planning to stock up a little before heading back for food when a green and red blur suddenly appeared and joyously screamed in her face. Causing her to jolt a little and quickly grasp for her glass and bottle before they fell from her fingers. 

[color=f1724b]"Hey girlfriend, where have you been? You've missed a lot already. Did you hear Andy's announcement? Also, I see you and I were on a similar green wavelength hehe.”[/color] Nelly gestured down at both of their outfits before continuing [color=f1724b]"What is it with us redheads and the color green?"[/color] 

[color=024B30]"Christ, Nell!"[/color] 

Fiona chuckled, having gotten her breath back from the other girl's whirlwind arrival, which always caught her off guard, no matter how prepared she was for it. Though her recovery was definitely improving after the first time, where she had almost fallen over after she’d blinked and where there’d not been a Nell there now was. Shaking her head, she gave the other girl a hug in greeting before answering her questions. The moment she felt their skin touch, she cursed herself as behind her eyes there was a brief flash of jumbled images; lightning splitting the sky, a spear tip covered in blood, and Nelly running so fast she walked on water. Then they were gone, and she was standing back at the bar. She hated this [i]‘gift’[/i] because it never made sense at the time, and usually, she only recognised whatever it had tried to tell her when it was too late to be helpful. Maybe, she’d try and keep Nelly away from spears for a while, just in case. 

[color=024B30]"Announcement?"[/color] She scrunched up her face a little in confusion, trying to think if she heard anything before giving a nonchalant shrug [color=024B30]"Clearly weren’t that important if it didn’t even wake me up. Looks like plenty of new faces around tonight though.”[/color] Looking down at her own dress with its handful of pockmarked burns compared with the smooth dress that Nell was wearing she gave her friend a lopsided grin. 

[color=024B30]"Thinkin’ alike, what with having got vibrant hair on us, the green just makes that more eye-catching. Makes us stand apart."[/color] She ran her free hand through her hair and struck an alluring pose before laughing and taking another sip of her drink. 

[color=024B30]"I've not been doing much, an I blame you for me wasting the day. I’m used to ye draggin’ me kicking and screaming for a run in the mornings. Without that, I may as well be dead ta the world. So, what [i]have[/i] I been missing then?"[/color] 

Nodding towards Blair and admiring her show-stopping outfit [color=024B30]“Do you think she feels the falling snow in this heat or not? I wonder which poor soul’ll be trapped in her web ta’night.”[/color] She smiled a little wryly as Blair approached their shared brother and appeared to be criticising whatever travesty he was wearing, if their body language was anything to go off. In truth, Fiona hadn’t really been looking for her brother since they’d shared some awkward greetings and little else since she had arrived, but on reflection, she had no idea how she’d manage to miss him in that little getup.  

[color=024B30]"You fancying yourself a tipple?"[/color] Fiona asked as she topped up her own glass and grabbed a bottle or two from the table, which she promptly dropped into a shadow for later use. 

[color=024B30]"Should we grab ourselves some scran, plan our next move? Seats probably, eh?"[/color] She waited at the bar with Nelly as the other girl either fixed herself a drink or not before picking up her plate so that they could head back towards the food together. 

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