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[bolt_of_love]

WHO: Endrance [bolt-of-love], Luke fon Fabre [not-a-dreck], & anyone else who wants to chat up the little social butterflies.
LOCATION: Supper hall.
WEEK: 65.
TIME: After dinner; kind of late.
WHAT: Endrance makes a friend. <3 (Luke's being a responsible young lady and paying half of the cost for Endrance's new wand.)
RATING: For all eyes, possible warning of face-

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AND SHE HAS ARRIVED... fashionably late of course. *SOB*

[not_a_dreck]

Fifteen minutes would turn into 5 since Luke was having the same debate on whether he should show up or not as well... At least he did have it when he remembered he was supposed to meet with that blue haired guy.

"Lets get this over with..." Being responsible SUCKED, but it meant a lot to Asch and Mulan so he'd give it a shot for them. He ascended the stone stairs with his ever loyal cheagle floating cheerfully by his head. He hesitated only for a moment as he reached the bottom of the steps but told himself not to waste anymore time on such a stupid meeting!

"Oy! Ena- Enra-" Dammit, what was his name again?! "Are you here?!"

"Mieu!" The cheagle cooed, believing he was helping his master find whoever he was looking for!

"Tch, shut up, Thing."

"Mieuuu..."

WAY TO BE RICH BITCH.

[bolt_of_love]

The hall still smelled warm and stocked with supper. Such an aroma sort of had the male's stomach doing unattractive flips. It was something of a reminder he'd have to have something sooner or later, to keep his energy going.

Maybe before bed?

It wasn't a very long wait (to which Endrance was very thankful for). In fact, the company's calling and scolding seemed immediate to the arrival at the hall! There wasn't much surprise when he was addressed by the incorrect name twice, either. (And really, Endrance didn't even know the name of the person he was meeting! It was safe to say he wanted to keep it that way, as well.)

There was a little anxiety, then. He had to be social, which was such a chore. . . Inhale, exhale. Mia mewed and rubbed against his neck.

"It's Endrance." Some greeting, right? "You much be. . .the person from before. . ."