EFFERVESCENCE — open; meet and greet

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    [justify]A tall glass full of sparkling water sat before the disinterested female. Her chatoyant cobalt blue eyes staring at the warped image of the cool water, the image disfigured due to the container that is was held in. The effervescence of the liquid only peaked her curiosity a tiny bit, but even that was not enough to hold back the wave of boredom that seemed to swamp her in its nullity. A sigh escaped her slightly cracked charcoal lips, escaping into the frigid air that engulfed the base in its icy grip.


    Her eyes became inured, her mind slipping away from the sweet hold of sleep, waking up to a slightly darker room that was less crowded than before. A mellifluous sound filled the dining hall, it was deep and sonorous, like a piano. The female decided that it may be a cure to the boredom that haunted her and that her languor would end here. Letting a small smile slip onto her lips, she finished her water and headed for the exit, thanking the chef that gave her the liquid on the way out.[/justify]


    [abbr= -- fourteen moons -- aggressive, ambitious, courageous, silent personality]INFORMATION[/abbr] -- INTERACTION -- OTHER
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    [justify]Her blue gaze landed upon the medic as she stepped out into the night air, a smile automatically coming to her lips, remembering how friendly she was to her unlike the wolf.


    Hello Ophelia," the female spoke in a pleasant tone, "DarkClan is swell and rather welcoming," she mewed.[/justify]


    [abbr= -- fourteen moons -- aggressive, ambitious, courageous, silent personality]INFORMATION[/abbr] -- INTERACTION -- OTHER
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    Happening to trot by, the blonde fem stopped, a grin making its way onto her face.
    A joiner? A newcomer?
    Well, she'd introduce herself!
    "Hi! I'm Rumia!"
    Maybe she'd stick around for a little bit to learn a little bit more about her (namely, her name) before leaving.
    Meet and greets were usually brief, and this one would likely be no different. Not unless the stranger managed to hold the child's attention for a little while longer (which she probably had no intention of doing).


    Bio


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    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆— [size=10px]Next to arrive was Elliot, strolling through the night, air cool on his fur. Lately he was having bursts of fevers, so taking walks outside reslly helped him to cool. Yes, it was exhasuting walking while sick, but he preferred that to being near to bursting in flames all day long. And so, night walks it was.


    He hadn't expected many other people to be out, but he was necessarily annoyed to see the small group of his clanmates gathered nearby. "Why hello there, ladies~. The name's Elliot Nightray, nice to meet you all," he purred, setting up a flurty demeanor, though there was really no point in doing that since he had no ibterest in pursuing a relationship with a girl. Eh, it was just fun to do, honestly.


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    [size=9px]battle tags - [color=#669999]information - [abbr=missing a leg - has a 'second personality', which is a demon possessing him - based off of joshua from alice mare and elliot nightray from pandora hearts][color=#669999]extra[/abbr][/fancypost]
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