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located in The Republic, a part of The Gilded, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Ren Truscott Character Portrait: Luisa Dubois
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Luisa shook her head just enough for the man, Ren, to notice. "No, not obvious," she stated with utter confidence, "just new." Implying that it was not his attitude or behavior that made him a target, but rather that she had never seen him before. His patrician must be something up and coming, and specializing in some kind of fine art. That's generally how it worked for Silas' events; Those who were grounded in medicine, politics, and business were always invited. While those who were actors, designers, musicians, and so forth rotated into different social circles. Whoever was popular at the time was usually invited, sometimes even unknown individuals with great potential made it into Silas' parties. Luisa wondered where his Patrician was on the scale.

"Should I trust the water, or is it just straight vodka?" At this, Luisa laughed.The bubbling joy that ensued in her chuckle felt foreign to Luisa. It wasn't that she was without laughter in her life, seeing as she was constantly giggling at Aris' children, but she hadn't had an honest exchange from a joke in a long time. "You should be okay," she said lightly in response. As a waitress pranced near Luisa casually lifted her hand, the woman quickly approached and offered Luisa her usual martini. Luisa took the tall glass into her hand and gracefully lifted it to her lips. It was then that Luisa gave Ren a good look over. She had been so focused on the actual interaction that she failed to even notice what he looked like, but now she noticed his sandy brown hair and playful chocolate colored eyes. He reminded her vaguely of a boy she had grown up with, but not enough to merit worth mentioning.

When he asked his next question Luisa subtly flipped some of her dark hair back with a toothy grin. "Oh," she said, lingering on the word. "You're doing well so far." Though he wasn't the one to initial their conversation, it was important that he make some sort of relationship with the Gilded, as well as other Patricians.

"As much as you may not like it, you're going to have to let her roam," Luisa said, knowing that many Gilded grew anxious without their Patricians. "Especially if she's trying to find social capital, or do business... Or whatever it is that Patricians do at these things." she last remark was fluid and playful. Luisa smiled at Ren before ending her statement.

"You must learn to admire from afar." Luisa obviously didn't know the relationship he had with his Patrician, but she knew hard it could be to get all the attention you needed at home then be completely abandoned at a party. Luisa took another long sip of her martini, letting the alcohol seep into her system. She drank socially, which was regularly enough for her to have a decent tolerance of it, resulting in very few drunken stupors.

Sometimes it was hard to find common ground with other Gilded. Their backgrounds were so diverse that connecting on past experiences was uncommon. Their friendships usually spouted from feeling for each other's pain or from living for the wealth. Luisa wasn't keen on either of those things so she went with the former. It was strange to reminisce about the past with an unknown personality, but the way that they both were tugged away from their previous lives was enough to be curious.

"So," she mused for a moment, "where are you from?"