<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/bd/af/91/bdaf9141835a54694551382cd809ee00.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kacie Rendro (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13846258#msg13846258)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Stupid-tight button fly jeans; (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a6/4c/a3/a64ca31389caafcd099b1b572ef6ba29.jpg) cutout crop top. (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/7d/25/0e/7d250e42b1cdfdc5eb274c382cd7b12a.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Lobby, and on to the ballroom!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tabbie, open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Kacie stopped halfway out of the elevator, breaking her armlock with Tabbie, and making the sliding doors ding and cycle repeatedly as they tried to close. "Wait...Westwood? Tabitha...Tabitha<em>Allison</em>?" She looked a bit stunned. "Oh my god. Were you always so cut?"  Not that she'd have noticed- she had been the girl who almost never looked anyone in the eye, after all, and for sure wasn't checking out bodies.<br/><br/>With a near-giggle, she moved herself out of the way of the panels and let them close. "I am so sorry I didn't recognize you. I...really wasn't terribly personable, back then."  After a hesitation, she looped her arm with the other blonde's again. It was a bit over the top, for someone she'd barely exchanged ten words with in school, but there was something to be said about the camaraderie of survivors re-meeting. Or those facing a challenge together.<br/><br/>The ballroom was maybe a dozen steps from the elevator, and Kay maintained her hold on the muscular woman until they had reached the check-in table, at which point she started scanning for her name tag. "What have you been up to? I for sure want to chat- but I also need to see if Autumn is here. Autumn Lanche, did you know her? She's about the only person I stayed in touch with - big surprise- but I really don't know if she came. Not her kind of thing." Finding the label with her name, she fastened it a the topmost curve of her left breast. "I need to pass on the club thing, though, hun. I really kind of need to be here." Giving Tabby another thin grin, she let out a deep breath. "Well. Here we go. Looks like the bar's that way, judging by the crowd, and I think you've got the right idea, hitting that first..."