Thread: Portal - Darkness Dawning (Black_Out and Eternal Thrill)

Lady Susan Thompson caught the slight lump in her throat as she smiled towards her rebellious daughter before looking to the arrival of the Rand Family. I'm sure I can speak for Anthony when I say how pleased we are to have you all here. She put her hand on Eve's bicep in what appeared outwardly as a Motherly touch but Eve could tell that her Mother was channeling her displeasure into the faint tightening of her fingers. It's such a busy day, it's so hard to believe that we've reached another ten year anniversary so soon, isn't it? She laughed in her soft and charming manner as she turned towards the towering doors of exotic iron wood that was brought in from a far away jungle by adventurer's a few years ago. They were a thing of beauty, carved with intricately detailed serpents along the frame and a pair of enormous bas relief viper heads that would seem real if they weren't carved from wood. Her Father had to have the doors, they were said to have been taken from a cult of snake people that worshiped a strange and evil serpent god. The entire front entrance had to be torn down and redone just to fit the doors, they were so immense, but her Father had a taste for exotic antiques and relics, and her home was decorated with those rare and expensive finds. Ansel though had his eyes elsewhere while the rest of his family, even his fiancee admired the imposing doors that were slowly swinging open by the hands of the butlers. His gaze caught at Eve's and as they entered he made sure to slip close to her and pay her a quiet compliment as he leaned quickly to his side to dust at some imagined dust upon the royal blue silk shirt that emerged from beneath his blue laced black vest. You look absolutely stunning, Eve. His words were brief and short, but the look in his eyes echoed them as the gathering was led into the opened doors and announced by a boisterous butler. Announcing Lord Byron Rand, and Lady Debra Rand, their son Sir Ansel Rand, and his fiance Miss Prudence Auguste . The thick and decoratively etched wooden doors swung open as the guest's began to arrive at the Thompson Estate spilling warm afternoon rays of the sun into the foyer of the ballroom. In strolled the Lady of the manor and her daughter, which caused Sebastian to fumble with a crystal goblet he was arranging upon the table in the back end of the sweeping and long elegance of the dining hall. There she was again, and even though the youthful and vibrant daughter of the Lord and Lady of the estate was far away on the opposite end of the room he still worried she might somehow ruin this for him. For a moment as he nearly fumbled the glass Sebastian couldn't help but quietly admire the attractive and alluring redheaded Eve as she stood out in her sparkling blue low cut gown along side her Mother. Wer ye even paying attenshun Peter? Robin said in a light hearted, but still scolding tone as she came over to the table that Sebastian was completely baffled with the setup of. Soup spoon goes here, this is the salad fork, see it's shorter then the dinner fork. She smacked his hand with her thick fingers and nudged him aside with a bounce from her hips. This little three pronged fork here is for the fruit salad. She sighed, why did she always have to get the clueless ones. Sebastian frowned as he stepped back and folded his arms behind his back and for the moment he decided it was in his best interests to pay attention to what Robin was trying to show him. Uh, sorry Robin, just never been in a place like this before, sort of got distracted. He offered in a meager attempt at apologizing as he looked over the arrangement of plates, glasses, and utensils that Robin had lined up at one of the chairs. You've worked here before, huh? He asked as he kept looking from her example and over to the setting he was currently working to recreate what she had done. Over ten years now I've been working for the Lord an Lady. She quirked a brow towards Sebastian as he completely butchered the folding of the dining napkin across the plate. Boy, I don't know how ye even got a job here, but tha's not even close to how it's done. She snatched the napkin away from him and with a few quick practiced flicks of her wrists and turns of her hands she had it perfectly folded and placed upon the dinner plate. There, that's how ya do it. Robin chirped and despite her short plump stature in this grand room, holding court as the head waitress of her section she seemingly stood tall before Sebastian who was thankful for the ladies insistently pleasant demeanor. She put her plump hand on his firm bicep. Ya know Peter, maybe ya be better off just helping to clear tables and bring out food, don'cha think? Her jovial spirit was undiminished despite having to deal with Sebastian and his lack of experience in the world of service. Go on, back ta the kitchen with ya, if anyone pipe's up tell em Robin told ya that your to run food and clear tables. She gave him a supportive smack on the arm. Now off wit ya. Sebastian turned away wanting to let a grumble of discontent out of his lips, but he swallowed that back and just nodded to Robin. Sure Robin. This was certainly going to present a wrinkle in his plans, he had intended, or at least thought he would be out on the floor for most of the night. Now Robin was going to have him running back and forth from the kitchen into the evening hours. The gears in his brain began to spin as he worked his way out of the ballroom and back towards the kitchen. Sebastian had always prided himself on his ability to adapt, he might not of been the most successful thief in Crescent, but there was a reason he was still out on the streets. Last edited Sep 3, 2018