Ren awoke the next morning huddled under her cart, her mouth feeling like it was full of sand, and her clothes rumpled beyond belief. They hadn't been her good clothes, thankfully, but still, something would have to be done about that, she thought, stretching in the light of the new day. It wasn't c...

Alright , this was starting to get a bit out of hand, but that was alright; she could fix this! It had all been going so well too! The fire was in hand, and Javier was heading back to pour more drinks, people seemed to be settling down, and the overall feeling seemed to be positive. Of course, she s...

The words weren't quite making sense now, something Brokk blamed on the alcohol and Renee's excessive consumption of it, because she was perfectly fine. She put a hand to her forehead, trying to brush the hair out of her eyes as Renee's words began to filter into her foggy mind and run around in cir...

*catches you mid swoon and holds you there a moment, all concern*

And he'd be adorably modest about it, biting his lip and looking at you all soulful before breaking out into a warm smile. Still, there's time for individual dances yet.

Ren sipped her drink, feeling the happy alcoholic haze drift a little closer around her, but still she had time to enjoy Renee's slurred speech, raising her eyebrows slightly. So much for taking the time to relax then, it seemed, even if Renee wasn't entirely in a position to elucidate on her points...

Most Irish set dances are quite lively, though they tend to be hell on the ankles. See also, paralyzed from the waist up.

We could always do the czardas from Dracula dead and loving it.

"Easy, Miss Renee," she said, noticing the growing gaps in Renee's speech, "I'm good, but I can't carry you home." Smiling, she wondered whether now would be a good time to expand on one or more ideas. The part of her mind that was happily swimming in the alcohol said yes, but sh...

Renee seemed to mull this information over for a bit, her posture moving back and forth in time with her line of thought. It was fascinating to watch, which was part of the problem: with the drinks here one could spend hours enthralled by the majesty of one's knuckles and forget boring, everyday thi...

She smiled, tilting her head to one side as the taste of the drink fizzled through her and Renee rambled on. She felt a giggle bubbling up inside her, and she let it loose, putting a hand to her forehead in an effort to steady the room. Javier's wares could have that effect on a person, she knew fro...

Ren smiled and turned to head back towards Renee. Fetching things for Javier was always risky and yet somehow tedious once you got over the immediate fear of explosions. Still, she needed to make a good impression and that came at a price, so she swallowed her pride as she often did. Javier was a st...

Then it's settled! We shall accost one another one the first dewy morn when the omens align!

I can offer up Vicentius for this if you like. He has a knack for being in the right place and he's always ready to listen.

"Of course I want to go in," she said, raising an eyebrow at Renee, "I'm not a child. Men expect things of a woman. They expect us to be weak and flighty, especially men like Quirke and Karris. Encourage them and they do not think to look harder. I had to encourage them. Being unable ...

We could probably turn it into a permanent installation if we wanted. :P We're still headed to the Residential District, as he's based there, though the nature of his work means that he has to have a number of premises on the go at any one time, which usually follow the rambling route of the Night M...