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[Evenna Vael]

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Wren peeked around the corner of the building. A few people she knew, a few people she didnt know were speaking amongst themselves. They were laughing and joking, the moonglowians enjoying a well deserved bit of levity.

She spied Yasa and nodded to herself, she needed to speak with her. It didnt take long before they saw Wren and she walked awkwardly out amongst them. Cal Hurst was there speaking to them and Wren listened absently her eyes roaming.
She was very much hoping that one of Cal's men would arrive and much of what was said was lost.

Her hopes were well met when Gerard arrived. She tried to make no sudden motion as if it would give her away. She couldnt help it, she didnt know why. It was a mystery to her why she looked for him at all. He was at times silent, she couldnt read his face or what he was thinking. Perhaps she liked that. Perhaps it was the layers you had to dig thru to get somewhere.

As a Mercenary she imagined they didnt like getting to close to people, she imagined making friends was hard. One week you could be allies the next week foe. She shook her head it was quite the quandary.

Yet as much as her mind said no, she still wanted to talk to him anyhow.She hated romance stories, she wasnt fond of sappy love poems, she wasnt wanting to hang around speaking of love and such crazy passions. She wasnt a princess to be coddled or a damsel to save she cared little for weepy young women who followed their men around like puppy dogs. She would just pretend that Gerard was a good friend and smack herself every time her gaze lingered to long.

She sighed, her face was going to be black and blue from all the hitting..Maybe pinching would be more discreet. She realized she was staring even now so she slipped her hand down to her other arm and gave a soft pinch. It didnt work....she would keep trying...maybe if she pinched him instead.

She nodded.. right, she would see how that goes.