Arrival/feast (court undecided) [Reines spends the first part of the evening rubbing elbows, as any self-respecting magi family head should. She even mostly manages to hide her crudeness. Mostly. But perhaps that has made her a target. Eventually a fairy pushes her wine glass (is she even old enough to drink? most likely doesn't look it. don't tell her what to do) just as she's taking a sip, so it not only hits her nose but spills all down the front of her dress. For a moment she gapes, shocked and apalled, but then it's all fury, as she catches sight of the creature hurrying away, and follows after it, shouting. The problem is, where something so small can weave between people easily, she can't, and ends up trampling toes and running right into someone.]
What do you think you're doing, move! [YOU'RE IN THE WAY, THIS IS IMPORTANT.]
The Barrel [It's 2am. The door slams. Whether it was locked or not. Reines looks about, and makes her way to the kitchen in search of a servant, but of course finds none. She frowns, but she has the solution. Taking a bell from her coat, she rings it, and will keep ringing until someone answers her. And it had better be soon or so help her.
How did she find the place, no one knows, but here she is and has claimed it as her own. What's Waver's is hers and what's hers is hers.]
Reines El-Melloi Archisorte | Fate/Apocrypha | what am I doing
[Reines spends the first part of the evening rubbing elbows, as any self-respecting magi family head should. She even mostly manages to hide her crudeness. Mostly. But perhaps that has made her a target. Eventually a fairy pushes her wine glass (is she even old enough to drink? most likely doesn't look it. don't tell her what to do) just as she's taking a sip, so it not only hits her nose but spills all down the front of her dress. For a moment she gapes, shocked and apalled, but then it's all fury, as she catches sight of the creature hurrying away, and follows after it, shouting. The problem is, where something so small can weave between people easily, she can't, and ends up trampling toes and running right into someone.]
What do you think you're doing, move! [YOU'RE IN THE WAY, THIS IS IMPORTANT.]
The Barrel
[It's 2am. The door slams. Whether it was locked or not. Reines looks about, and makes her way to the kitchen in search of a servant, but of course finds none. She frowns, but she has the solution. Taking a bell from her coat, she rings it, and will keep ringing until someone answers her. And it had better be soon or so help her.
How did she find the place, no one knows, but here she is and has claimed it as her own. What's Waver's is hers and what's hers is hers.]