 Observations. Grab him if you want. ;)
Moving away from the Dining Salon, Lachlan politely pushed his way into the Ballroom, which was deceptively big for a ship of this size. Naturally assuming magic was at play, his bright blue eyes raked over those gathered here. This was very well-to-do for a student crowd, but he found he wasn't bothered by the formality and richness of the atmosphere. This was like being back home in Mississippi, where every event was ostentatious and everyone was equally as obnoxious. There was no discomfort. However, it did bring out the manners in a bigger way. He'd been groomed for it since birth.
Removing something for his inside blazer pocket, Lach uncapped it and began drinking the contents. The food was tainted and he wouldn't be expected to participate. So, he'd provided himself with his own refreshments. Prepared. He'd been predictably prepared.
And he had to say, everyone present was practically glowing. It was clear that no one had spared any expense in their preparations for this party. It ranged from lavish to simple, and he had to commend these girls. The high heels were a wonder to him still, and there was nothing but pure respect for the way they pranced around on them. Graceful and confident. Girls were a true wonder to him. Fascinating and intriguing.
Mm, for now, he leaned against a pillar, grinning at people as they passed by. With his personal addition to the catering, this was sure to be good at some point.
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