<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/4IltC5z.jpg)</div><br/>Casually tossing her book into a small pile of similarly marked and leather bound volumes, Zerxel followed the rest of her bunkmates out of the chamber, knowing what was to come even if this particular part of the procession wasn't aired on the Athertube network.  Word got around, even among her own kind, but even if it hadn't, being marched about in near nudity, to be presented to a bunch of strangers, didn't worry the Drow elf.  It'd take a lot more than that to worry her, so she walked down the hall with her head held high, not about to further bring dishonor to her family's name and House by skulking about with her head low and her eyes downcast.  Drow she might be, but she didn't walk fully in darkness as many of her kind did, which was probably why they had survived half as long against Pandora's armies as they had, stealth was their natural bread and butter.  Still, it hadn't been enough, not against everything the damned goddess had brought against them in the early days of her invasion.  But those were thoughts for another time as they stop before the door that would see her on full display to any and all sponsors that had come to support the contestants.  Now was the time to make a good impression.  She needed the help, especially since what she had signed up for, no one had beaten yet, and far more capable warriors than herself had tried.  Still, that wasn't about to deter her from making a solid effort.<br/><br/>She barely paid the priest of Cyril a second look, obeying the order to undress without complaint or hesitation.  She did raise a silver eyebrow when told to remove her slippers as well, but she didn't hesitate further before removing them next.  The cold hard stone almost felt like home, but the moment of homesickness, as backwards as some of her people were, came and went and she stepped onto the platform once the way was clear.  She nodded to the priest, the only acknowledgement she gave the person, before the platform started to rise once she was sealed inside the glass tube, her hands folded neatly behind her back.  They wanted to see who and what she was, well, she wasn't about to disappoint them by covering herself.  While the minutes tick by, Zerxel starts to tap her right foot impatiently, hating not to be doing anything, but eventually the light appears and she soon finds herself in the Gala.  She blinks at the change of light, her low light adaptive eyes sensitive to the shift, but she adjust readily enough, having lived underneath the sun off and on since coming to the surface.  This wasn't so bad, and it didn't leave her dizzy or disoriented, so she only blinked and took a moment to gather her senses before noticing the other contestants all around the perimeter of the room.  Meeting Xara's gaze, Zerxel rolled her red eyes and scoffed, having heard enough about the necromancer to know she was of the 'old way' of thinking, that Drow were only worthy of talking to other Drow, and everybody else was beneath them.  Zerxel was glad she hadn't gone out of her way to make friends with her, even as her gaze flicks across the hall, nodding subtly to the people already milling about in front of her tube.<br/><br/>As for the order to 'hold completely still', that seemed more to protect her on the way up the tube, not once they were in the hall itself, so Zerxel didn't see the harm of making small movements, to accentuate herself more to any that passed by.  It wasn't everyday you saw a Drow after all.  Besides, part of the job demanded she make herself noticed, and how could she do that if she was still as a statue?  So she turned ever so slightly on occassion, throwing a hip forward, a hand on her thigh, and her other behind her back, pressing her considerable bust up just a little in the process.  The cool blast of air had done her a favor by making her nipples hard and puckered while it had also teased at her hairless folds, save for a single silver strip that went up and away from her otherwise black skinned nether regions.  She wasn't being overly sexual in her stance, but she wasn't hiding her body either.  Balance was the key to her game, and in this she was determined to display what she had while not being overly eager as Satou was likely being.  As much fun as the cat girl might have been to have as a friend, Zerxel didn't think she'd make it very far in the dungeon itself because of that same eagerness.  But one never knew what might happen once the contest started.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Should I do a roll for her attempt to draw attention?  Haven't had to use the Elliquiy dice bot, but it seems easy enough.  ;D</div></div>