Ringer selects a fairly conservative meal, with a modest amount of fish, vegetable, and a couple samples of the other food. As if her appetite wasn't already suffering enough at the mere idea of being in a place so overwhelmed with the supernatural, she comes to the source of blood for the vampires. It's only her manners that prevent her from throwing her plate away entirely as she frowns at the 'food' in disgust, oblivious to others that might be watching until one cuts directly in front of her.
2 BALLROOM
Dancing tends to be one of two things in Ringer's experience: archaic or overly sexualized. That's not to say she's against it. As a young teenager, she took lessons on many of the classical dances as an excuse to avoid being home any more than necessary. They came easy to her now, unlike the gyrating and twerking of the modern age. Still, she wasn't one to reach out much and instead enjoyed the spectacle, standing along the wall and watching the various couples twirl about the floor. It made for a beautiful scene.
3 STAIRWAYS
Where there's a will, there's a way. That's Ringer's philosophy as she makes her way up the stairs, admiring the portraits. The pictures tell a great deal about not only the master of the house, but of the eras in general and the type of people she might normally associate with. People that aren't Ringer. The girl surprised herself by accepting the invitation, generally being against parties. If not for the wealth of information the party provides - who's who, what they eat, what they do - she wouldn't have come at all. But that doesn't mean she can't be social.
When she catches sight of the new arrival in the large and mostly empty hall, she glances their way. "I don't understand the desire to be immortalized in paintings. Or photos."
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Ringer selects a fairly conservative meal, with a modest amount of fish, vegetable, and a couple samples of the other food. As if her appetite wasn't already suffering enough at the mere idea of being in a place so overwhelmed with the supernatural, she comes to the source of blood for the vampires. It's only her manners that prevent her from throwing her plate away entirely as she frowns at the 'food' in disgust, oblivious to others that might be watching until one cuts directly in front of her.
2 BALLROOM
Dancing tends to be one of two things in Ringer's experience: archaic or overly sexualized. That's not to say she's against it. As a young teenager, she took lessons on many of the classical dances as an excuse to avoid being home any more than necessary. They came easy to her now, unlike the gyrating and twerking of the modern age. Still, she wasn't one to reach out much and instead enjoyed the spectacle, standing along the wall and watching the various couples twirl about the floor. It made for a beautiful scene.
3 STAIRWAYS
Where there's a will, there's a way. That's Ringer's philosophy as she makes her way up the stairs, admiring the portraits. The pictures tell a great deal about not only the master of the house, but of the eras in general and the type of people she might normally associate with. People that aren't Ringer. The girl surprised herself by accepting the invitation, generally being against parties. If not for the wealth of information the party provides - who's who, what they eat, what they do - she wouldn't have come at all. But that doesn't mean she can't be social.
When she catches sight of the new arrival in the large and mostly empty hall, she glances their way. "I don't understand the desire to be immortalized in paintings. Or photos."