[Amidst all the confusion and caution, Usagi feels slightly out of place in Caer Glaem. She's not as graceful as the fairy folk (though her appetite surely rivals theirs) and her school uniform doesn't fit, not among the bright garments of fae. Serenity's white gown might have fit in here, she thinks. It's all a little intimidating, even for someone who's faced scarier things than a banquette. She's doing much the same as Ned; desperately searching the room for a familiar face, often bumping into others as she steps backwards or to the side.
She side steps strangers and bumps her elbow against Ned, turning with pink ears and an apologetic grimace. ]
Sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going.
[The resounding theme of Usagi's night. She takes him in quickly, trying to decide whether or not he seems the type to forgive or to grudge. Severe, is what she thinks - but she doesn't think he looks cruel. ]
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She side steps strangers and bumps her elbow against Ned, turning with pink ears and an apologetic grimace. ]
Sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going.
[The resounding theme of Usagi's night. She takes him in quickly, trying to decide whether or not he seems the type to forgive or to grudge. Severe, is what she thinks - but she doesn't think he looks cruel. ]