Kingiku No Seiyaku Matsuri (//RP with invited parties)

[Shell]

She was watching an ongoing argument between two Maltese, half the words she only vaguely understood. Glass stealing a seat for himself caused her to jump a bit, something she attempted to cover by adjusting herself to face him. As he said her name, she replied similarly. "Glass."

As her outfit was complimented, she gave a polite smile though it was clear she didn't actually care for the compliment. Her mind was racing to keep up with the whole festival, a small comment like that had to be overlooked. "Kusari designed, yes. A tailor company called Haiyaki Textiles."

She had grown bored of watching those at the bar proper, but at Glass's gaze, she followed it. "Quite, indeed. Truthfully I had hoped to get away from the... Grime-leaking parts of Liberty and experience something closer to home, but that seems a wasted wish." Her eyes lingered on the bar for a moment before switching to her table companion. "Truthfully, I'm surprised you're not out there making contacts and making plays."