<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3e/71/47/3e7147a5f920ef59b679e2ec245fa8e4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Evangeline (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337984.msg16040060#msg16040060)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Afterlife<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Vane, Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Drinking... and enjoying the show<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Eva smirked, if only to hide the concern when Vane mentioned the hit. The Joy Toy pressed on knowing he'd elaborate if he felt like it - and he rarely did.<br/><br/>"So that's what I stepped in on the way in." Evangeline tapped her silvery pump for emphasis. She was of course referencing the blood of some poor dumb Maelstrom gonk whose chrome face Vane had most assuredly painted red.<br/><br/>The smirk pursed her plush glossy lips as she listened to Vane about unwinding. Oh, she knew a thing or two about how the denizens of Night City chose to cut loose - she lived that - and she knew, at least to a degree, what sort of weight was on the solo's shoulders even while he was trying to release all that pent up high octane lifestyle. Even in a place like Afterlife where fighting wasn't on the menu, it was hard for some people to relax.<br/><br/>"I see you take your relaxation very seriously, Red," teased Evangeline. She crossed her legs at the knee, causing a shimmer of her iridescent dress's sequins to create a tiny light show against the vibrant and smoky hues pulsing around Afterlife. Despite how glamorous she looked and it seemed effortless, Eva wasn't trying to get anyone else's attention that night. The Joy Toy noted the way Vane's arm slid across the high back of the curved booth seat just above her. While he didn't have to drop his arm onto her there was a knowing look in her eye, one that didn't quite reach Vane's face, as she leaned back comfortably under the length of his arm.<br/><br/>"Mm." Eva made a small sound of appreciation while she took another sip of the Centzon. Her thick lashes fluttered over to Vane as she spoke.<br/><br/>"Well that depends if i can find a partner to play with..." Nimble fingers tinkered around the edge of the clear glass.<br/><br/>Though her violet eyes snapped over to some tall woman in black leather stalking towards a nearby table. She looked pissed, as much as Eva could tell with all that dark shadow smudged around her eyes. Evangeline pulled a face briefly then watched the woman march up to the corner table where a woman in a fine kimono was holding a conversation with some down on her luck blonde. Things looked like they were getting a bit heated in the convo and Eva couldn't help but perk up with curiosity.<br/><br/>"Oh it's that solo the Maelstrom messed up. Val, I think.." Eva rolled the name around her tongue for its familiarity. A lot of the solos who frequented Afterlife knew one another so she was sure Vane at least heard of her. She jutted her chin - her curtain of glossy golden brown hair shimmered under the light - motioning in the direction of the business going on at the nearby booth. By now he was probably following her stare.<br/><br/>Then she gently ribbed Vane with her elbow. "Maelstrom came to the front door tonight. Maybe she's heard something too?"