[center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/9ZoT0oh.jpeg[/img] [sup][img]https://i.imgur.com/9qIY4OK.jpeg[/img] [color=ffc300][b]#ffc300[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color]|[color=2e2c2c].....[/color] [url= https://postimg.cc/CzQXMchF][color=9b9b9b][b]outfit[/b][/color][/url] [color=2e2c2c].....[/color]|[color=2e2c2c].....[/color] [color=9b9b9b][b] Bar [/b][/color] [img]https://i.imgur.com/9qIY4OK.jpeg[/img][/sup][/center] [color=808080] The suggestion of Mason on appearance wasn’t the worse blind hunch to have. Only knowing how reclusive he was eliminated him in Evelyn’s mind. The catch was, that seemed a big part of his personality. They were having fun. It was such an easy and silly conversation. While Wes laughed hysterically and Elysium withdrew his hunch on their reactions, she stiffened, feeling a hand land on the small of her back accompanied by a familiar voice as electricity shot up her spine. She thought he’d keep brushing by, but he lingered nearby instead, stroking her bare skin subtly, using the shelter of his own body and others nearby. She did her best not to look at him or pull his hand away, in fear the movement might’ve drawn too much attention. Evelyn would have much rather their physical interests in one another remain private and him not fluster her mid-converse. If he had just not touched her, it wouldn’t be a problem in the first place. But he had other ideas, naturally. [color=#0a6d6b]"You look ravishing,"[/color] he whispered in such a way that another thrill shot through her. She was only surprised she kept the gooseflesh at bay but it was growing harder to focus on the men she wanted to focus on. However, Sylas was a man of purpose. Evelyn gave a quick glance at him in the corner of her eyes. Simply checking the man next to her. [color=ffc300]“Stop it,”[/color] she barely muttered aloud behind a finger that stroked her lips. But she wasn’t sure if that’s what she really wanted. Nor did she want Sylas to really hear the request. Regardless if he heard or not, his touch seized which Evelyn almost instantly missed and he was on his way again with a full glass. [color=#0a6d6b]"I’ll see you at midnight."[/color] Her eyes trailed after him with a spike in her heart rate and anxiety in her head. There was no telling what that was supposed to mean other than the obvious. But what for? The popular but unbacked logistics custom of a New Year’s kiss? He hadn’t turned into a fool. Evelyn ran her fingers through her hair. Predicting Sylas was something she shouldn't have bothered to do. [i]Now where were they….?[/i] Elysium not getting to play his games but still wishing Mason the best. Technically it wasn’t too late to return to said yard games. [color=ffc300]“Sorry that didn’t quite work out,”[/color] she offered again. Though she really ought to stop apologizing for things that weren’t her actual fault or cause for apology. She had never apologized so much, especially in the span of one night to one man. She opened her mouth to suggest Elysium grab some people that gathered nearby at the bar and start the game again, but Wes said a name uncertainly out of the blue. He must’ve really been looking for this leader. Then it rapidly evolved, he shouted out and broke into a sprint with wild excitement as he rushed towards someone. Evelyn laughed lightly at the sight. Such a genuine, unrestrained reaction. When her eyes shifted back to Elysium with a ready smile, somebody had already slipped beside him and grabbed his drink. [color=00FFFF]“This place is crazy,”[/color] she began as her opener. Evelyn witnessed her recognize that the drink she naturally reached for wasn’t hers and apologize while she told of the recent overwhelming discovery of camp and other demigods. Evelyn was slightly skeptical, but she also wasn’t the one being addressed. Again. Evelyn only waited so as not to leave Elysium without word. She placed a hand on his arm to get his attention briefly and mentally wish him good luck. [color=ffc300]“You’re bad luck for me it seems.”[/color] She gave a tight smile and wandered further along the bar. Fittingly enough, she had idly finished her drink too as this all went on. She supposed the one called Lily spared Elysium in a way. Soon enough Evelyn probably would’ve begun her questioning that some people found repelling. Where she turned the Carmichaels were offering shots. Though it seemed either near Elysium or women themselves didn’t see her, she tried, raising her hand as she leaned against the bar. [color=ffc300]“Here!” [i]For the love of god please.[/i][/color] She flashed a wry smile at Veronica. She didn’t plan to add to part of the potential hungover numbers but she had had a lousy run at this party thus far. Between Sylas prowling and her being apparently hard to see...Being ignored by Blair might drive her to take the bottle for herself. But at least it might've proved a theory right. Either she was being ignored around good looking tanned men or she had her own curse on her. When they were all lined up and ready in sync, Evelyn licked the salt, knocked back the tequila and sucked on the lime. She grimaced and shuddered still before discarding her lime. She wasn't there to stay and chat as much as inspired to take a shot in a more socially acceptable way. She raised the empty glass to her fellow shoters and left the busy bar. [/color] [center][sup][img]https://i.imgur.com/9qIY4OK.jpeg[/img] [color=808080][b]interactions[/b] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color]|[color=2e2c2c]....[/color]Elysium, Wes, Sylas, Blair [color=2e2c2c]...............[/color] [b]mentions[/b] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color]|[color=2e2c2c]....[/color] Mason, Lily, Lochlan, Veronica [color=2e2c2c]...............[/color] [b]collabs[/b] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color]|[color=2e2c2c]....[/color] none[/color] [img]https://i.imgur.com/9qIY4OK.jpeg[/img][/sup][/center]