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aRogueOne · 02-20-2021, 08:38 PM

Delyth usually made an extra effort for anything official and would often sport something fancy but it felt odd that this year, they were actually asked to show up in formal wear. Never mind. She didn’t need to be asked twice. When did she ever actually go anywhere that required her to dress remotely fancy other than work events? Well, that was that one event. The speed dating one but that one wasn’t exactly what she would have called a success. Still, she did what she was told so tonight, she had picked out a particularly plain but somewhat classy black, strappy dress which was tastefully concealed by her long, black coat, if she did say so herself.

Slipping in quietly, the curly-haired blonde wandered over to the party favours and searched for her, an uneasy feeling slowly washing over her as she noted the details on the front of hers.

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Hogwarts Liaison
Delyth Dominique
Half-Blood

Reluctantly, she attached her nametag and set about to find a friend or at least a drink and a table that she could settle herself at. If she had to be here, she’d at least try to enjoy herself. With a smile on her lips, she moved in and out of people, smiling and politely greeting most of them as she manoeuvred her way through towards the tables and chairs that had been spaced out in the Atrium and, after leaving her party favours and her coat on a chair, she slipped away in search of that drink, her hips moving to the sound of the music as she did so.

Even despite the obvious, rather overly done décor, Delyth did her best not to let herself look anything less than her usual confident self. Who was she kidding, she wasn’t usually confident. Not in the least bit but at times like these, the show was all she had and if her acting wasn’t up to scratch, she knew she was in for a rough night so instead, she chose to ignore the grandiose, marble structure that towered over her and instead, made her way to one side where the buffet table lay. Grabbing a flute glass full of bubbly, she surveyed the scene curiously. There seemed to by a surprisingly large amount of people at the buffet table, and yet, she found no need to actually mingle with them, at least, not at first. Being slightly late did apparently have its perks.

02-20-2021, 08:38 PM	#51 (permalink)
aRogueOne MLE & DERP Puffskein Join Date: Apr 2018 Location: UK Posts: 1,570 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sloane Aubrey Knott Slytherin Fifth Year	Please someone, feel free to grab this one ;___; Delyth usually made an extra effort for anything official and would often sport something fancy but it felt odd that this year, they were actually asked to show up in formal wear. Never mind. She didn’t need to be asked twice. When did she ever actually go anywhere that required her to dress remotely fancy other than work events? Well, that was that one event. The speed dating one but that one wasn’t exactly what she would have called a success. Still, she did what she was told so tonight, she had picked out a particularly plain but somewhat classy black, strappy dress which was tastefully concealed by her long, black coat, if she did say so herself. Slipping in quietly, the curly-haired blonde wandered over to the party favours and searched for her, an uneasy feeling slowly washing over her as she noted the details on the front of hers. Quote: Hogwarts Liaison Delyth Dominique Half-Blood Reluctantly, she attached her nametag and set about to find a friend or at least a drink and a table that she could settle herself at. If she had to be here, she’d at least try to enjoy herself. With a smile on her lips, she moved in and out of people, smiling and politely greeting most of them as she manoeuvred her way through towards the tables and chairs that had been spaced out in the Atrium and, after leaving her party favours and her coat on a chair, she slipped away in search of that drink, her hips moving to the sound of the music as she did so. Even despite the obvious, rather overly done décor, Delyth did her best not to let herself look anything less than her usual confident self. Who was she kidding, she wasn’t usually confident. Not in the least bit but at times like these, the show was all she had and if her acting wasn’t up to scratch, she knew she was in for a rough night so instead, she chose to ignore the grandiose, marble structure that towered over her and instead, made her way to one side where the buffet table lay. Grabbing a flute glass full of bubbly, she surveyed the scene curiously. There seemed to by a surprisingly large amount of people at the buffet table, and yet, she found no need to actually mingle with them, at least, not at first. Being slightly late did apparently have its perks.