<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/62/89/77/628977b3326b7702c5ac65f17feced53.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Olena Stormseed<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Water<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>modestly conservative yet cute (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/11/fb/6f/11fb6feaade20d898b5fe4300f5ec4d1.jpg)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>April 2, 2050 | 8:00pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Catty-Wampus<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Slipping in unnoticed?<br/><hr/><br/>There was still a lot to take in, still processing everything that happened since her arrival. Meeting one of her fellow dragon slayers and finding a place to call home, for now. Life was strange, new, partially exciting, and scary at the same time. She hadn't really been able to register the feelings she was kept locked away deep inside, attempting to keep only a neutral expression with her fellow comrades in Dekado and Des. This was in order for her to stay as grounded as possible while she learned how to navigate her new beginnings.<br/><br/>She had been quiet for the most part only engaging when she had something to say. Keeping to herself and gathering as much information as she could humanly possible about Raven City. It's culture. She had found comfort in the Oriental district, using the money she had gathered with the help of Reese and searching for clothes that would help her blend it. Reese had been a wonderful host and Olena was glad to be living with a woman and not simply the other two men. She had learned a lot from Reese, taking in as much as she could, and having all her questions answered when possible (if they could be answered). She noticed a lot of stares as she walked around with an armor-plated chest, tall armored heeled boots, a shirt, and two large swords at her side. She opted for the gathering to wear something comfortable, modest, and feminine. Allowing herself to blend in amongst the females. She bought a strap and fastened it around the sheath of her swords finding it easier to carry them around on her back and no one giving her much of a second look. Her hat was left back at her place of stay as she allowed her long sable tresses to freely fall past her shoulders stopping just at her mid-back. She pulled open the door and entered the Catty-Wampus.<br/><br/>Entering at the loud sound of laughter, which caught her off guard. Her mind came to full attention at the atmosphere the place had brought her. It was different. Everything was. Letting the door close gently behind her, her lavender eyes scanned the room for the largest table where she soon spotted most of her friends...and new faces.<br/><br/>Making her way to her the table, finding a vacant seat she pulled it out for herself and sat down. Her swords came off her back and she rested it gently against the side of her chair where it was close. Having it close gave her such great relief. When it was not near she somehow managed to feel anxious. She did not speak as conversations were happening and instead phased into the background to listen in to the chatter of Poppy and Sashiko.  Did she mention how good it was to see everyone?<br/><br/>It truly was.