<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Pt19.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Elysia Genevieve Abadie<em>Nickname</em>: Gen<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured with matching 4in stiletto heels<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Penthouse apartment | Downtown<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>July 6th | Early evening<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Guests arriving!<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Elias | Ken | Ros<br/><hr/><br/>Hearing the door, Gen politely excused herself to let her next guest enter her home. Opening her door she let in a handsome man with violet eyes who came bearing a smile and a plant that he offered to her. Taking the gift a warm smile curved her own lips. She adored plants and, in fact, a sun room full of them had been one of the first things she'd had added to the penthouse she was still making her own. She enjoyed growing many of her own herbs and flowers for her magic but also had several with no magical uses but simply because they were lovely and she found caring for them peaceful.<br/><br/>"Thank you Ken. It's lovely to meet you and this, " she said lifting the plant pot gently, "Is most welcome, as are you. There's plenty to eat and drink, please make yourself at home," she added with a welcoming wave that encompassed her home. Her guests were free to roam into any room they wished with the exception of the master suite, which was Warded to discourage the curious.<br/><br/>When she let Ken in, she left the door to the penthouse open so that her guests could simply arrive without having to constantly knock. She didn't worry about the safety of doing this. She was experienced enough in weaving her Wards that only Warlocks would be able to make their way to the top floor (for mundanes and other downworlders, the elevator would stop at the floor below hers without a charm that made the ward recognize them) the one exception might be a Fae if they really wanted to take the time to use their own magic to unwind her Wards. A Shadowhunter could use rune magic to batter at the Wards until the magic failed but by then all the Warlocks above would be well warned of their presence.<br/><br/>Gen took her own, and her guests, safety quite seriously even if leaving the door open looked casual.<br/><br/>She wasn't surprised to see a lovely, platinum, haired woman speaking with Ken and she offered a welcoming smile when the woman's attention turned to her, "The pleasure is mine. And now I am utterly intrigued," she chuckled as she took the proffered gift with one hand while letting the tips of the run along the simple, but expertly crafted, marble box she now held. "Even if this were the gift, it would be greatly appreciated for it's loveliness. I look forward to hearing what you've secreted inside. Please, eat, drink, and make yourself at home," she encouraged before turning so she could place the gift on a nearby table (where she'd also placed Elias' salt and Ken's plant. She wanted her guests to know their gifts were appreciated so she left them where they could easily be viewed with the intention of finding permanent homes for them the following day.