<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/34/e4/97/34e4973201c5897affc2c71b25ad0b77--rose-hairstyle-hairstyle-braid.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Petellia Iusta<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Daughter of a Senator, wife of a missing solider, patroness to the artisans<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>Evening l August 10<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Atrium<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>dressed up as a nymph (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/77/38/3f77380e2e4d1dfd241da297b658911f.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Aelia, Markus<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong>Aelia, Markus<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Mischievousness, rude inner thoughts, naughty ideas, scantily clad costuming, kissing a lady and being impish towards a senator<hr/><br/>Her teasing was met well with a candid sort of flirtatiousness the woman dressed as a nymph could enjoy. She rather liked this nobly clad woman already. With a grin, she tipped her head to the side and was going to say something in response till a dark shadow loomed overhead. Oh my. Well, look at who had joined the events after all. Someone she had never expected to see here in an eon. Tall, stiff and scary, Senator Markus himself. Well, she certainly hoped he knew how to keep him mouth shut. Her father would have her head if he knew that she had ventured into such festivities without her husband to escort her and while he was missing no less.<br/><br/>Senator Markus was a handsome man, she supposed, but he always seemed so sullen and without humor. Petellia couldn't help but smile in impish question up at him, as if curious to his sudden affection for indulging. Though of course she had never met him personally and only ever seen him from a far, so perhaps she had stung her arrow to the wrong quiver when trying to nail him. Of course... The way he gazed with such intensity at this delightful image of a woman... She accepted the wine and stood with the lady's help, taking a small sip though she had already had a cupful just before. Smiling with knowing, her eyes danced with devious delight.<br/><br/>"Yes, more's the pity to not having someone to play with, for I think my chosen playmate is already taken tonight. Shame that," she said it with a sigh, but when she looked up at the pair she couldn't hold back a small merry laugh. "Many thanks for the offering, Great and Oh Titled Man," she dipped into a dramatic bow, but couldn't hold in her own humor and laughed, "I shall let you lecture on since I am to guess you are not likely to share..." Petellia glanced at the lady and winked. "Yet. I shall try for a little fun later," she lifted her wine to him, "after you indulge and loosen up a bit."<br/><br/>With a little teasing laugh, she leaned in and gave the lady a farewell kiss on the cheek and made sure to raise a brow at the stiff senator after she leaned back. "Do look for me if you change your minds? Petellia Iusta, if you become so interested lovelies," she gave them a little wave as she sauntered away on light and nimble feet. She so did love to tease and barb men like him, all in-control and unyielding. But there were quite a few more delectable choices in this feast, so she held no animosity for coming to this dessert too late. Shame that. That lady, Aelia was it? Well, she was down right devour-able. No matter! Her next target would not escape her! Now then, who should she try to tempt her way next?