[ In a surprising change of colour palette, when Alexandrie joins the festivities— late enough to make a proper entrance, naturally— she is wearing an Antivan dress in a saturated gold-embellished teal reminiscent of the sea of her recent travels, her hair styled to match, largely freed from its usual upward sweep to cascade in copper curls to her waist.
If she looks rather self-satisfied about it, it's because she is.
A consummate socialite, she flits from conversation to conversation, all shining smiles and light flirtations, conspiratorial whispered intimacies and that bright laugh that carries through the room. She's watching, too, for anyone who looks in need of rescue. Whether you need it or not, she's like to run into you sooner or later.
Like now, with a glass of wine slightly extended in offer. ]
Lady Alexandrie
[ In a surprising change of colour palette, when Alexandrie joins the festivities— late enough to make a proper entrance, naturally— she is wearing an Antivan dress in a saturated gold-embellished teal reminiscent of the sea of her recent travels, her hair styled to match, largely freed from its usual upward sweep to cascade in copper curls to her waist.
If she looks rather self-satisfied about it, it's because she is.
A consummate socialite, she flits from conversation to conversation, all shining smiles and light flirtations, conspiratorial whispered intimacies and that bright laugh that carries through the room. She's watching, too, for anyone who looks in need of rescue. Whether you need it or not, she's like to run into you sooner or later.
Like now, with a glass of wine slightly extended in offer. ]
ii. wildcard
(She's around!)