As promised, the Fairest had told two newcomers of the Freehold to join her at the establishment of the Winters. Sure, she may have owned it, but it was as much Malcolm Green 's as it was her own. The place held many memories for the Freehold, and she could not let it go asunder like many had before.
Sasha had noted to the host that evening two would be joining her in the back booth. From there, they could observe the on-goings of the Note. If conversations turned into things not suitable for human ears, they could wander to the Green Room.
She wore a type of 'skater' style dress that evening; something fun but not too flashy. It was a little different than most and exposed some of her toned back. The booth was cooler than the rest of the establishment, a testament of her Mantle. She always hoped it wasn't off-putting like some people's were at times. Her current cup of coffee rested on a hotplate that plugged in down below. It was perhaps the only way she was able to enjoy a nice warm mug of it for more than five minutes at a time.
The Onyx had high hopes for the two she invited tonight. They seemed well spoken and like they wanted to truly contribute. Soon, the Fairest would find out.
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