<div class="floatright">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/2920a153723ecb0839325321967508c3/tumblr_oplvw8Nk7Y1w6bn9yo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Evion Raymond (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13847475#msg13847475)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White suit as pictured (https://78.media.tumblr.com/2920a153723ecb0839325321967508c3/tumblr_oplvw8Nk7Y1w6bn9yo1_500.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hilton Hotel Ballroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ruben, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Korean male, late twenties, proceeds with the monumental act of slipping a phone in his pocket. The light punch startles and jerks his attention up out of the digital world. He glances at who spoke to him and swallows the silly quip riding shotgun.<br/><br/>Evion cocks his head to the side and rests it on his palm, elbow on the table and abrupt surprise locked deep down. His eyes track over the man, handsome and clean cut. Stubble to die for and god knows this guy knows it.<br/>Who is this?<br/>Ruben. Ruben?<br/>The tag won`t lie… he doesn`t know a Ruben.<br/>Internal debate, age old dilemmas. Either you recognise them or act like it`s so. Or, pretend you knew all along and guess whether it`s mutual. Reunions bring all sorts from the woodwork. Put spontaneous acting to the test.<br/>“I don`t know, the one back home or the one I`m looking at?”<br/><br/>Evion frowns. “Have, did we, we work together? Before? Is, have we worked together?”<br/>Right hand gestures between them. An essence of a feeling creeps, like a shadow on the street, growing worry you left the oven on, not setting an alarm for that one night only special. Familiar faces, names, people. Days in and out the booth. Were they part of the same cast? It is uncommon to record the cast of a game or show together. Evion huffs out a breath and bites his lip.