playing poker with the dead / open, meet & greet

[glow=GLOWCOLOR,2,300]▶ MARGAERY FOLIE - tags - THE ASCENDANTS - OBSERVER - SHE/HER- FELINE ◀[/glow]

Without truly meaning to, Margaery flinched as she was addressed as Margaret. It was such a mundane name, hardly indicative of her unique persona and self appointed status as rose queen. Why couldn't she have been easy? Why had she chosen to lie to these people who were sheltering her, feeding her? She supposed that it would hardly make sense to take back her introduction now lest she confuse these poor souls. Besides, this was not her home, just a living situation, a possibly temporary living situation.

She hadn't realized she had lost herself in thought until Radeken resumed speaking. She probably wants an answer Marg, that's what these things are for, her self conscious taunted, causing her to sigh. [color=black]"I come from a clan far, far from here, well, as far as about a year's travel at least," She explained with a small shrug. She didn't know how accurate her statement was given the fact that she may have wandered in circles but hoped that it was suitable regardless. [color=black]"Anything else?"

"The name's Hotelsuites, but you can call me anytime."

Oh goodness.

Was she serious?

Was this happening?

When the pair had first made the decision to remain incognito, she had assumed that it was going to be painful. She hadn't expected this outcome.

[color=black]"Perhaps I'll just have to take you up on that offer. If I do confess, you're the prettiest thing I've seen in an entire year- a sight for sore eyes," She responded, laughing for quite possibly the first time in.. well... forever.

[color=black]"And do you have any questions for me?"