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genessia2017-05-28 01:14 pm
unbridledtiger) wrote in genessia2017-05-28 01:14 pm
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Who; Seth Rim & Dorian Pavus
What; It's a date with discussion of intrigue & history & wine.
Where; Velvet Lust
When; May 27th
Warnings; N/A Will update if needed
[Seth steps through into the bar at 8:00 pm sharp. He's wearing what he'd arrived in having a deep affection for button down shirts and vests. His hair looks as if it might have been brushed but the messy white locks have broken free and were now framing a pair of liquid gold eyes. His eyes had been paler when Dorian and Seth first spoke, a small change that no doubt Dorian would notice.
He scans the room but doesn't see Dorian among it's many occupants. He picks a table that's in view of the door and waits. He doesn't mind waiting. There is a relaxed confidence to Seth in everything that he does and as he's approached by the waitress he simply informs her that he's waiting for someone before politely sending her off to address another customer.
Seth's features are fair and his skin pale, only appearing darker next to the stark white of his hair. Seth is tall, almost reaching six feet but average in size. He doesn't look particularly muscular or thin. There were a few people around him staring over at him curiously though Seth doesn't give them any mind.
When Dorian arrives he'll easily spot Seth at a fair table with a soft smile playing across his lips. He might notice that Seth's belt doesn't match the rest of his attire. It's made of worn leather with runes burned into it's surface. There was also a small group of golden bells tied on a thin white string through his belt loop. Seth is many things but a liar isn't one of them; he came with bells on.]
What; It's a date with discussion of intrigue & history & wine.
Where; Velvet Lust
When; May 27th
Warnings; N/A Will update if needed
[Seth steps through into the bar at 8:00 pm sharp. He's wearing what he'd arrived in having a deep affection for button down shirts and vests. His hair looks as if it might have been brushed but the messy white locks have broken free and were now framing a pair of liquid gold eyes. His eyes had been paler when Dorian and Seth first spoke, a small change that no doubt Dorian would notice.
He scans the room but doesn't see Dorian among it's many occupants. He picks a table that's in view of the door and waits. He doesn't mind waiting. There is a relaxed confidence to Seth in everything that he does and as he's approached by the waitress he simply informs her that he's waiting for someone before politely sending her off to address another customer.
Seth's features are fair and his skin pale, only appearing darker next to the stark white of his hair. Seth is tall, almost reaching six feet but average in size. He doesn't look particularly muscular or thin. There were a few people around him staring over at him curiously though Seth doesn't give them any mind.
When Dorian arrives he'll easily spot Seth at a fair table with a soft smile playing across his lips. He might notice that Seth's belt doesn't match the rest of his attire. It's made of worn leather with runes burned into it's surface. There was also a small group of golden bells tied on a thin white string through his belt loop. Seth is many things but a liar isn't one of them; he came with bells on.]
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[He smiles coyly.]
Yes, well, we can't all be this brilliant, can we?
[And a chuckle.]
If you'd like a more practical demonstration, we'll need to head somewhere a lot less comfortable, and I don't want to.
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[A smirk tugs at Seth's lips.]
Maybe another time. I don't plan for this to be the last time I see you. [He has no intentions of going anywhere and he enjoys Dorian's company.
Seth rises his wine to his lips taking another small sip.] This is an amazing wine. I'll have to get it again.
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Only if it's with me. I hear pleasant company enhances flavor.
FTB?
I'll make a point of it.
[His tongue drags against his lower lip, flicking the silver glint of metal in his tongue before taking another sip of the delicious wine.]