"I take it then that you would be Festival?" She smiles as she walks over to the only man-sized cat in the room, even as her gaze rakes over him so she can form a first impression. She's more certain on seeing it that there's something deliberate about the garishness and gaudiness. A form of camouflage. That's not a bad thing, though.
"I'm Ducky. What's the name of your corvine companion, if I may ask?"
She doesn't sit down yet, standing beside the booth, hands lightly clasped in front of her. It seems safer, at least until she knows his preferences, to wait on permission.
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Date: 2021-10-04 09:49 pm (UTC)"I'm Ducky. What's the name of your corvine companion, if I may ask?"
She doesn't sit down yet, standing beside the booth, hands lightly clasped in front of her. It seems safer, at least until she knows his preferences, to wait on permission.