[center][h1][color=8FBC8B]Olivia[/color][/h1]
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[color=8FBC8B]Time:[/color] Evening 
[color=8FBC8B]Location:[/color] Vikena Estate > Tough Tavern 
[color=8FBC8B]Interactions:[/color] [@princess] Charlotte [color=8FBC8B]♞[/color] [@Lava Alckon] Drake [color=8FBC8B]♞[/color][@Tpartywithzombi] Ariella [color=8FBC8B]♞[/color] [@CitrusArms] Stratya [color=8FBC8B]♞[/color] [@sam reaper] Kazu 
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[color=8FBC8B]♞[/color] [url=i.imgur.com/wTPDkBw.jpeg]Hair[/url]
[color=8FBC8B]♞[/color] [url=i.imgur.com/aDxwa4B.jpeg]Outfit with hood[/url]
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The afternoon after the experience with the raven had caused her to stay inside. Since she had been alone, Liv had poured over her magic books. She had studied up on the familiars and devoured every page it dedicated to the magic. Whose familiar had it been? Alexander and her had barely spoken, yet it mimicked his voice. There wasn’t any way it was Charlotte or Lorenzo’s. Was it someone from the Black Rose meant to taunt and frighten her?  That creepy warehouse guy who had lit it on fire? The feeling of being watched hadn’t left her. Olivia had closed her blinds and barely spoke to anyone else the rest of the day, except Maple. The two furthered their bonding that day.

The evening came sooner than expected. Liv had agreed to meet at the Tough Tavern with a few others. She dressed carefully, and ensured she had on a hood. Old habits died hard because Liv still didn’t feel safe at night, yet it was her favorite time of day. A carriage was prepared for her and she was soon on her way to the Tavern. As the carriage pulled away, her gaze moved over to the Damien Estate and she shuddered. The memory of Calbert holding the gun to Kazumin’s head was burned into her mind. She didn’t think she’d ever forget it.

Once at the Tavern, Liv descended the carriage with her hood up. She slid into the Tavern, avoiding a few drunk patrons outside of it. The chaos of it didn’t bother her; she was used to seeing people in all different conditions. Growing up in the slums, she’d seen everything. Charlotte, Drake and the other nobles? Well, she wasn’t sure how they would take to the drunks and hoped to provide a bit of comfort for them. A quick glance inside showed Olivia where Charlotte, Stratya, Ariella, and Drake sat in a corner booth. Straya and Ariella weren’t people she had interacted with before which caused butterflies to form. With a smile, she removed her hood and joined them stealthy. 

[color=8FBC8B]”Boo.”[/color] 

Then, her gaze landed on Kazumin sitting at the bar. She whistled in a familiar way to him to grab his attention, and gestured for him to join. It hurt not being able to be as friendly as she wished. Later that night, she hoped they would be able to chat privately. 
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