The Daeva just shook her head, chuckling. The Ventrue was doing that of what his Blood does, assert himself to the front and center of things. It was understandably so, there were times she also felt like that but she’d let him go do what his Lordly ways did. Vivian was fairly certain she gave him enough static the last gathering.
Aww, did he have enough last time?
Having given polite nods in return to those who had greeted her the same, one she’d seen enough but never enough time. Ironic. The other, distinctly a Haunt. Vivian began meandering that way felt the snapping and turning of her Beast. Her fingers gripped her clutch through the fabric of her gloves.
The Daeva wasn’t too far from the two she intended to speak with when a waft of a most despicable smell touched her nose. Pausing, she turned to the doorway to see who else may have fallen into the crimson decorum for the evening. Meanwhile, she took the smallest vial of Pure Poison from her clutch, dabbing a gloved finger then back into her purse for a tube of lipstick to reapply, and touch the same dabbed finger to her nose.
Turning back, she pursed her lips to mash the lipstick around as a lady normally does. She would much prefer to try and offset the smell of a Haunt then fight grimacing for a while. Approaching Sergei and Rina Yui , she grinned as she greeted them. “Good evening to the both of you. Ms. Yui, I don’t believe I’ve had the opportunity to meet you yet, nor congratulate you in person.”
Viv's BP is 2