[IC - Mehitabel Test Drive]

[keepingtabs]

[You've received an invitation to an elegant soiree, and when you arrive you find yourself dressed in fine clothes that look like what you'd wear to a grand performance at a theatre. Chamber music echoes around the venue--a grand ballroom, with candles and floating, glowing orbs glittering about to give the scene a golden glow. There's a woman nearby dressed like so who is giving you a friendly smile, especially if you look like a fish out of water. Perhaps you can talk to her to gain some footing? Or just find out what the event is for.]

Comments

[keepingtabs]

You can leave the theatrics to me, Felix. Unless you're looking into the exciting world of special effects.

[thaumartyrgical]

The greenish glow does wonders for your complexion.

[keepingtabs]

I was about to say the same to you. Matches your hair.

[thaumartyrgical]

[gives it a little flick over his shoulder, curls bouncing]

I make it work.

[keepingtabs]

[grins]

You'd make a hemp sack work and you know it, sunshine.

[thaumartyrgical]

[laughs openly—that seems to turn some heads, at least]

I certainly should hope not to need to!

[keepingtabs]

[seeing Felix laugh like this reminds her why she's so fond of him, and it sort of carries the mood around them]

Wouldn't that be a spectacle! The infamous Felix Harrowgate, making heads turn for all the wrong reasons.

[thaumartyrgical]

I can assure you it wouldn't be the first time.

[keepingtabs]

Assure me all you like, I'm sure I've heard worse.