Even she had to admit this was just ridiculous, could a night get much more cliché than this? Watching some Mormon woman´s sensual dream played out on a screen, or well projector to be exact. Still it was unlikely anyone would catch her there, did not really fit her usual MO and perhaps there were some magic of the prelude to recapture there, a likely doomed endeavor but it might offer a chance for sustenance.
Slithering inside the Flamingo house with false life rushing through her veins and on to the back patio in a simple lightly thematic attire, not really wanting to stand out to much at a place like this or as things were at present at all for that matter. The usual purple lips colored red for the evening, purple eyes unmasked, not wanting to wear any colored contacts for the evening. Not that she seemed to be alone with colored eyes based upon those around her though, perhaps the only of her own color but amber, black and red a different tale.
A large blanket under her arm as she goes to secure a good seat for herself towards the back, not to interested in any concessions but do hoping the rogue Kindred would not have been drawn to this night or perhaps hoping he would be, getting the bastard caught here would make for a good laugh.


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