<div class="floatleft">(https://gesiella.files.wordpress.com/2014/03/p007.jpg?w=500)</div><br/><strong>Name</strong>: Violet "Vi" Abigail Leighton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13070189#msg13070189)<br/><strong>Time &amp; Location</strong>: Evening | St. Clair Residence<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Bleeding Raven (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/da/97/ca/da97ca8db7b929a5f462a1e8194a6bb3.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Thomas | Open<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Introduction and Amusement<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Good evening, darling.  I'm Violet, feel free to call me Vi."  She offered her free hand across to Tom with a smile, and then retrieved it once they had shaken hands.  Refilling her glass from the pilfered bottle of wine, she took a long sip and perked a touch as the sounds from across the street filtered through.  A grin curled her lips and she settled back in her chair, watching James intently as he started the meeting and struggled with his own annoyance over the noise.  Laughter danced in her blue eyes as his cool steadily slipped, and she beamed openly when he finally snapped, her soft giggle only audible to those around her.<br/><br/>"Oh, James, darling...don't be such a sourpuss.  They're just kids doing what kids are supposed to do.  I'm sure you were<em>just</em>as bad, if not worse, at that age.  I know I was."  She smirked and brushed her impeccably styled hair off her brow, shooting a glance after Greg and St. Clair's wife.  A soft, unabashed snort escaped as she lifted her glass to her lips and muttered softly.  "Oh, yeah...I'm<em>sure</em>those two have it all covered."