[Mini Event] Masquerade

It doesn’t take long for the main room to slowly empty of the assembled guests, leaving Lily as the only woman amongst a couple of men and the musician. She shouldn’t be nervous. Really, she shouldn’t be. Used to rooms full of grabbing hands and drunk revelers, why does she find this kind of singular attention unnerving? Pulling on her best stage secrets, Lily steadies herself almost imperceptibly with a hand on the table, politely declining his offer by raising her own, still half-full glass. “Seeking… something. Not sure what. Bastien saved me from freezing to death when I landed here, but I don’t know may others.” Tilting her head to one side, she fixes Attraes with ‘interested’ eyes and flicks her pinky in his direction. “And you, mystery man? I would think it’s rather easy to tell why the men are here, but I’ll admit I’m hoping for a surprise.” Because they’re shameless horndogs and the promise of anything resembling an orgy should bring them running. Which is why Lily hasn’t stepped into the back room yet. She’s sussing out her options, seeing what these people are made of. Don’t get her wrong, sex is amazing, sex is fun, and she loves nothing more than a pleasure-filled night with someone who can hold a conversation during the breaks. Her gaze drifts to Edden and Remi as they linger at the drinks table as well. Should they start their own foursome here, join the party in the back, or will they dissipate into the dark, cold night? “How does one start a religion, anyway?” she asks to the three of them, genuinely curious. She knows nothing of this ‘Safrin,’ nothing about the tenants of this new faith. “If this goddess supports orgies, I’m tempted to follow just on principle, but… you know… right now it all just seems like a big excuse to fuck and call it worship.” She shrugs. Don't need a goddess to do that. lily as if you were on fire from within the moon lives in the lining of your skin