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There were no invitations with Avdotya’s name written in pretty swooping letters, no parchment that beckoned her presence to Denocte’s grand halls. It would take a fool, after all, to welcome a murderess into one’s home... and yet, there she was, gliding across the stone floors with bone and fine metals tinkling with her every stride; she was the picture of savage grace, adorned in red, silken sashes and polished gold that reflected even the dullest flicker of light. Her scarred face, too, lay hidden behind a mask intricately carved of bone -she was unmistakably Solterran, but to many just another child of Solis. The viper’s name had certainly fallen from many tongues across Novus, but outside of the desert capitol, most would not know her by appearance, especially not without her bearskin. 

Now, whether or not that actually held true, it seemed Avdotya did not care.

She proceeded through corridor with utter nonchalance, brushing past merry party-goers in their fancy attire as if they were barely there. It was the room dripping in black and white that the woman ended up, slithering through its doors and very quickly helping herself to a small drink. Solis knew she needed something to tolerate such a crowd. And it was while the last of Avdotya’s drink slid down her throat that she noted one mare in particular. If she could recall correctly, they called her The Pearl Mistress (she was not all that familiar with the faces of the black market, but there were a few that had made enough of a name for themselves). By the looks of her, she seemed exceptionally ready to cause a problem.

Avdotya would have been keen to watch, but she rather found herself more interested in involvement than she did quiet observation tonight. So, the Davke Queen slunk closer. ”Careful,” she murmured as she pulled up beside her, ”I hear crows are quite fond of collecting pretty things.” One could only assume Night Court's troubled flock still lurked somewhere within its plentiful shadows.



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the have-its and the have-nots - by Vendetta - 12-05-2018, 04:34 PM
RE: the have-its and the have-nots - by Avdotya - 12-10-2018, 09:08 PM
RE: the have-its and the have-nots - by Vendetta - 12-12-2018, 10:26 AM
RE: the have-its and the have-nots - by Avdotya - 12-17-2018, 02:19 PM
RE: the have-its and the have-nots - by Vendetta - 12-30-2018, 07:52 PM
RE: the have-its and the have-nots - by Avdotya - 02-18-2019, 08:35 PM
RE: the have-its and the have-nots - by Vendetta - 03-01-2019, 06:04 PM
RE: the have-its and the have-nots - by Avdotya - 03-04-2019, 11:58 PM
RE: the have-its and the have-nots - by Vendetta - 03-09-2019, 03:31 PM
RE: the have-its and the have-nots - by Avdotya - 05-06-2019, 03:17 PM
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