<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/cf/29/71/cf29711ff0c572a633e04e7f84ec9aba.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gwendolyn "Gwen" Crooks (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308298.0#lastPost)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Portal--> Bar area<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Tight black sweater and Brown skirt (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/41/1e/39/411e39084c61ffc4cf6c123058a0f255.jpg)<br/><strong>Extra:</strong>Feeling anxious<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>(Mentioning others), Jin, Randall, Faust<br/><hr/><br/>It really had been a trying week more so than usual.<br/>The problem had been the insistent need for some workers to have to come into her meager apartment for one reason or another, something about the artificial heating duct or what have you, anything apart from a roaring fire was largely unknown even now to Gwen. Which was probably why it needed to be fixed considering the meek blonde's refusal to use it up until the recent few days, that coupled with much more socializing than she cared for the demure figure easily found herself being guided to the only real place of salvation she had left in this world. As frequent as she attended The Velvet Caress, Gwen did have some sense of dependency or at least she liked to think she did, that should she have her actual way the human turned banshee would have found herself living within it's safe walls. So lasting at least three days than the usual two before revisiting wasn't something to sneeze at; even if it did make her quite the sad and lonely soul, but it was never said out loud so she could at least pretend it didn't matter.<br/><br/>These days it felt much more comfortable to be within the false skin that she had adopted over the years, the brothel itself having it's own policy which thankfully allowed such in order to keep some measure of order. Having marched from the light chill of outside towards the magical portal it was within a blink Gwen found herself taking the first real breathe of relief she had all day, the familiar faces and scenery bringing the faintest curl of a smile to her lips. Bringing a small hand to brush back the loose curls of blonde behind the shell of her ear the initial greeting by Math as he was known, the gentle smile flashed his direction although the quiet woman did not slow her determined steps towards a much more familiar figure, one whom no doubt would have expected her at least sometime within the past few days. "Hello Ji Ji~"the usual greeting was as sweet and quiet as always, bright emerald gems meeting rose as light steps brought her towards the bar beside Dajeen and another man she hadn't seen before.  Although it certainly wasn't her place to interrupt, another figure entirely felt no qualms in such.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6b/76/72/6b76720a2b2a580ab0370aae3cef22de.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Faust "Eli" Daniels (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308298.0#lastPost)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>His room--> Bar area<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Casual outfit (see picture)<br/><strong>Extra:</strong>Looking for some fun<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jin, Randall, Gwen<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>" I think madness is the least of what our dear Jin deals with on a constant basis."</strong>A wandering voice broke out from nearby, certainly including himself within the discussion because why not? Any chance to slight another was more than free game to the drude who's latest 'client' had finally managed to pick themselves up after their marathon of sensual wrestling, or domination..whatever did it really matter? Padding over with a slight chuckle  the dark haired man brought his nearly empty glass to his lips once more, draining the last of the amber liquid with a low sigh.<strong>"Isn't that right Ji Ji?'</strong>The demon snickered, his gaze briefly settling on the blonde banshee whom he had seen far too often around the brothel to be<em>outright</em>mean but by this point she would have known his behavior. Her flustering self was a tad boring for his own taste to bother pestering for too long, and Dajeen was so witty in their comebacks that Faust had some annoyance towards them to bother with.<br/><br/>The quite dapper dressed man however did hold some amusement, the low growl in his voice tugging lightly at the corner of his mouth as Faust's sparkling orbs met Randall's.<strong>"And who may you be? The tuxedo is a nice touch of class to see this fine day."</strong>Faust smirked, his own glass set onto the bar for his own refill while he leaned lightly against the marbled top with a hip next to the man.<strong>"Is this your first time within the Velvet Caress?"</strong>The demon couldn't help tease, if only to gauge his company's reaction. Either way Faust was finding something to entertain him.