WetHawk
One Thousand Club
Arissa beams at Léone as she approaches. “I knew that dress would look absolutely fantasierijk on you tonight. I am not certain that I speak for Bernard in this regard, but this is a night I will certainly never forget. Absolutely life changing.” Arissa sighs happily before turning a bit pink at the mention of dancing and romance. She smiles sheepishly. “I suppose you could say there was a fair bit of each... to varying degrees of success.” She glanced over to Bernard and couldn’t help but to giggle as she remembered his tumble earlier that night.
“So, why is it that you are all alone, Léone? Has your date not had any time to spare for the greatest woman at the ball? If you wish, I could go talk some sense into the man.” Arissa put a hand on her sword and looked around as if to hunt down James before breaking into a smile and laughing. “I must apologize, however. I did not know that you were unaccompanied for so long, lest I would have sent Bernard to keep you company.” She tugged on Bernard’s arm playfully.
“So, why is it that you are all alone, Léone? Has your date not had any time to spare for the greatest woman at the ball? If you wish, I could go talk some sense into the man.” Arissa put a hand on her sword and looked around as if to hunt down James before breaking into a smile and laughing. “I must apologize, however. I did not know that you were unaccompanied for so long, lest I would have sent Bernard to keep you company.” She tugged on Bernard’s arm playfully.