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 Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2017 4:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2017 4:13 pm
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 Chiara scoped the scene. Like any decent bar or club, there was loud music, trolls covering only just the PG-13 parts, and a lot, and i mean a lot, of booze going around. The blueblood herself was assessing each troll she layed eyes on, debating who she would buy a drink for first. Her eyes fell on some long dredlocks, and the girl smiled. Dredlocks, not really a usual Alternia style. Gave off the feel of a wild jungle-beast, or someone who was up for going with the flow, and having fun.
How about that, Chiara liked fun. The blueblood gave the bartender a look that made him scurry over to her, stopping mid-way before getting some lowblood a drink. The blueblood pointed to a blue drink, and then nodded her chin at dreadlocks, a grin on her face. She liked to have her interests get a taste for blue before they decided fully on if they would like more. The girl sat back to gauge the reaction on dreadlocks.
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