The fires were a double edged sword for the Nox. Individuals who had no time for partying in light of the emergencies surrounding them staying away countered (hopefully) by the individuals who felt that such times were perfect for drinking and living life.
And so it was that she lingered in the bar, watching the ebb and flow of the crowd until finally the draw of obligation pulled her away. Slipping through the entrance, she didn't pause or even glance to the coat check, but instead stepped with confidence into Court proper. There she did pause. She had delayed upstairs and the mass of Beasts that had her own thrashing against it's mental confines was not small. Alessandra stood out foremost and even as she strengthened her control, she sunk into a deep curtsey to the Prince.
And there, Mable Wood , another presence of note. A nod of respect for the Keeper.
The rest she simply took in, evaluating as she moved past the entryway and deeper into Court.
She was aiming toward Alice, thinking to say hello to the white Gangrel when snatches of words caught at her ear.
Live test of defenses
Weapons
Nearby
Smoothly her path changed until she approached Mable and Seth. Her smile was pleasant if empty of true joy. "Keeper," she greeted simply, granting the others around an acknowledging look. And then settling back into her pose it was clear she was not intending to leave. Her position to Mable oddly placed and potentially reminiscent of where another certain hound stood to his master.