06-20-2018, 03:16 PM
The name of the firm, though so easily forgotten by some individuals, is not something to disregard lightly. Casia Incorporated’s parties are the ones you want to see and want to be seen at. Grandfather made sure they all know, and yet, some other family members had gracefully avoided having to attend the annual yearly closing event. Her own siblings, Kharon and Kali, did, and Mother and Uncle Reilly had easily avoided having to go because of Mother’s sickness. It all lead to one thing: Kylin on Father’s arm, kind of like his date-but-not-really-date.
Because anything is better than for the son of the party’s host to show up alone. But it also means she is stuck at this side for at least a little while. After all, Father has to greet people, investors, bank employees, customers and suppliers, and all the other important people that had gotten an invitation. Politely she smiles, offers her hand, and nods along whenever needed.
But once there is an opportunity to leave, she grabs it with both hands. “Father!” she almost exclaims excitedly, tightening her grip on Kerberos’ arm as she turns to face him. “I think I saw Karat entering!” Kylin does not need to tell him that she is glad to see her cousin, plus she knows that he knows that she is more than ready to ditch the boring business talk. So when he nods, it does not take her long to turn towards the gentlemen with who they had been conversing, and offers them a polite curtsey and a smile. “Please excuse me.”
Needless to say, she does not linger longer than necessary.
Kylin’s navy dress compliments her thick lavender locks, and leaving little to the imagination. It wouldn’t have been her own pick, too revealing – never not-decent though – but Kharon had insisted. And Kylin had never been able to tell her twin brother no. Kali’s approval hadn’t helped her cause either, and thus she had ended up in a fitted navy gown that leaves almost her whole back open. As she rushes up the stairs towards the secret elevator, her nude shoes peek out from under the long skirt.
At the top of the stairs she pauses, and turns around to let her hazel eyes scan the crowd. She was sure she had just seen Karat, but where had her younger cousin ran off to? If Kharon had only chosen to accompany them, then she wouldn’t have hesitated, but alone Kylin shies away from the thought of mingling on her own. And thus she stays in the dark corner of the balcony, almost hidden behind one of the thick, deep red curtains.
Kylin
I imagine her dress to fit something like this
Because anything is better than for the son of the party’s host to show up alone. But it also means she is stuck at this side for at least a little while. After all, Father has to greet people, investors, bank employees, customers and suppliers, and all the other important people that had gotten an invitation. Politely she smiles, offers her hand, and nods along whenever needed.
But once there is an opportunity to leave, she grabs it with both hands. “Father!” she almost exclaims excitedly, tightening her grip on Kerberos’ arm as she turns to face him. “I think I saw Karat entering!” Kylin does not need to tell him that she is glad to see her cousin, plus she knows that he knows that she is more than ready to ditch the boring business talk. So when he nods, it does not take her long to turn towards the gentlemen with who they had been conversing, and offers them a polite curtsey and a smile. “Please excuse me.”
Needless to say, she does not linger longer than necessary.
Kylin’s navy dress compliments her thick lavender locks, and leaving little to the imagination. It wouldn’t have been her own pick, too revealing – never not-decent though – but Kharon had insisted. And Kylin had never been able to tell her twin brother no. Kali’s approval hadn’t helped her cause either, and thus she had ended up in a fitted navy gown that leaves almost her whole back open. As she rushes up the stairs towards the secret elevator, her nude shoes peek out from under the long skirt.
At the top of the stairs she pauses, and turns around to let her hazel eyes scan the crowd. She was sure she had just seen Karat, but where had her younger cousin ran off to? If Kharon had only chosen to accompany them, then she wouldn’t have hesitated, but alone Kylin shies away from the thought of mingling on her own. And thus she stays in the dark corner of the balcony, almost hidden behind one of the thick, deep red curtains.
Kylin
I imagine her dress to fit something like this