Thread: Teamwork (ClearSight x Javorcek)

Having fun yet? Rico's chipper voice made Bridget want to smack him. As host of the party, he had set the dress code rules half masks, black tie, cocktail dresses, no cross-dressing...and as Bridget's best friend, he had made sure to enforce that rule and drag the female here against her will. You know how much I love wearing a dress. Brdiget grumbled. She hated everything about the dress she wore! Well...perhaps it wasn't the dress and what she hated most were the heels that went with the stupid dress. But still! Awful! A suit would have fit her much better her more muscular build and small breasts would have been perfect in a tailored three piece suit. Rico of course did not see the ridiculous insecurities that manifested as perceived flaws that his best friend believed existed. What he saw, what was real, was a handsome young woman who looked drop dead gorgeous in a black cocktail dress. Yes, Bridget's rugby build and Alpha nature made it difficult for her to pull off the whole 'femme' thing that so many women exuded so effortlessly...but so what? She was sexy! And she should get back out there and flaunt it! Bridget had been mopey and single for far too long in Rico's eyes, a party like this was just what she needed to get back into the dating game. If I were straight, I would have tried to pick you up by now. Rico winked and gave Bridget's ribs a light nudge, trying to get a smile out of the serious female. Hrrrmph. Bridget huffed, still not into this whole thing. She had to admit that this was one of the better masquerades she had been to though most parties were snobby get togethers hosted by the most uptight wolves who came from well to do families old blood lines, old money, old traditions, old everything. They were those 'if you don't have a pedigree, you don't have anything' type deals. Rico at least made the event a little more casual, hosting it in the prestigious Sigma Alpha Epsilon's frat house...which was more like a frat mansion, but still, it wasn't in a ballroom, she didn't have to wear a gown, and there weren't older werewolves chaperoning them...though, judging by how the party was slowly devolving to an orgy, a chaperone or two might have been a good idea. Come on Bridge! I know you miss Princess Resting-Bitch-Face A soft, feral growl from his friend made him drop the several other names he wanted to call Bridget's ex and push forward, But seriously, you're better off without her. Have some fun, find a new play thing. You don't have to marry them, just, you know, sleep with them a little bit. Another grumble and a growl, but still, he refused to give up. Come on, let's get you a drink. You are not allowed to be a sulky whiny brat at my soiree. ----------- A few drinks with Rico and running into a few of her rugby teammates cheered Bridget up enough that she could start to actually enjoy the party. As a Junior at the school and an avid partier due to her position as scrum captain on the women's rugby team, Bridget could figure out who most everyone else was, mask or no mask, she had an exceptional talent for figuring out who was who. There was one girl though who's gait she didn't recognize, who's scent was a little more apprehensive than everyone else's. Must be her first time. Bridget surveyed the girl with new interest - it wasn't often that Freshman were brave enough to show up to such a gathering, especially when school hadn't even started yet. What started off as general curiosity towards a strange wolf at her friend's party turned into interest as she noticed that the girl seemed to be enjoying the show that another pair of ladies were putting on on one of the couches. The sex in public thing didn't phase Bridget at all - in fact this was a relatively tame party in comparison to some of the frat ones she had been to. But lesbian sex in public in a culture that valued breeding, well, that piqued her interest, especially if there was a single wolf who was into it too. Downing the last of her drink, the young wolf decided to approach the stray brunette. You look lost little Freshman. Bridget grinned, keeping her tone light and teasing in an effort to not scare away the wolf in case she was a beta, or offend her if she was another Alpha. First time at one of these?