OOC: I tried to get a post up all day yyesterday, but it just woldn't post. It wasn't much; just Natasha enjoying a drink and looking at the various peoples.<br/><br/><div align="center">Natasha Ivonova Bonrinko, Baroness of Riskmonte</div>HP: 24/24         AC: 16<br/>Active Effects: None<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Natasha took a sip of her drink, whatever it was, the fruity aftertaste wasn't bad at all. As she continued to people watch, she noticed Benear(?) about to get herself into some serious trouble in one way or another that she might regret in the morning, or a few months later... She sighed to herself and put down her cup, wiped her mouth and decided that this might require a sacrifice of her own.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath, fluffed her boobs and strolled into the dancing bunch to retrieve the enchanted girl. "Beaner, come dearest, this is no place for a stranger. Let you and I find someplace less... crowed and talk aabout bad musicians?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> pursuation check</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Trying to catch her attention and lead her out of the circle<br/><br/>Result:  At 2022-01-26 19:43:32, Natasha (uid: 33585) rolls: 1d20a7 Result: 27 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158388)<br/><br/></div></div><br/>Natasha framed the girl's face with her palms, smiled, and leaned in to kiss her with intent. "Come, dear, there is much more that we can share, yes?" her voice softer than usual, intimate as she took her by the hand and tried to leave the circle for a more private location.