HOTARU
Hotaru waltzes in shamelessly late, wearing a fun evening dress that she doesn't often have reason to break out. All the drama and fun having fun its course without her (not that she's aware) is a disappointment, but she sweeps in with a perfectly wrapped gift in her arms and a smile on her face. Inside is a small collection of gifts: three handmade whiskey glasses and an orca pendant strung on a necklace. It had taken quite some time to figure out how to make such a small, colorful piece, but she's happy with the results.Those gathered are already seated together, indulging in drinks that the lovely Weaver seems to be pouring. Hotaru slides the gift next to Sunjata and gives him a squeeze on the shoulder before she claims an open seat, eyes bright as she tries to gauge the game's instructions to join in. "Mind another player?" Hotaru grins and crosses her legs, eager to here the next claim.
you are the sun
you heal and
you burn
