The darks of her eyes danced between the captivating novel between her fingers and the reality of the rooftop party as it was gearing up. She would have to finish up the chapter she was currently on; between the strain of her eyes in the dim light and the slight smudging of words brought on as intoxication slowly seeped into her body. A she reaches the last paragraph, she's mildly aware of someone approaching her quietly, thankful that she had had enough quiet time to herself that was required to loosen her inhibitions. Sighing contentedly as she reaches the end of the chapter, she slips the slender, delicate throwing knife she used as a bookmark snuggly between the pages before setting the book down upon the end of the lounge chair.
As the stranger speaks, she is quick to undo the loosely woven fishtail braids at last, running her fingers quickly through her raven waves, figuratively releasing the last of the lingering uptightness. She moves to stand in front of the devilish specimen of a man, as he waits with an outstretched hand and a one sides grin quirks her lips. Breckin takes the glass of amber liquid resting in his opposite hand, pressing the crystal glass to her naked lips and finishing off the remainder with a single gulp. Pushing the empty glass back into his outstretched hand, she resumes the mischievous smile, "So kind of you to share, @[Wolfbane]." The use of his full name was strictly done purposely of course. "Will you excuse me for a moment?"
Not waiting for a response, she slides past him and to the poolside where a beautiful blond woman had done a well-practiced leap into the pool only shortly before. The poolside is cold upon her barefeet, cooler yet when her feet come to rest at the side of the pool as they stop in a shallow puddle of water. Crouching down, she motions to the swimmer over to the side. When the woman finally reaches her, the raven haired woman swiftly and gently places her delicate hand under the other's chin, pulling her in close enough to press her lips upon the platinum woman's. Alcohol fueled and curious as ever to explore new boundaries, the quiet woman was incredibly satisfied by how much softer and delicate the kiss of another woman was in comparision to a man's. It's only after a moment, Breckin slightly shifts her head backwards, still holding onto the girl's chin before saying quietly with a small smile, "Thank you, that was lovely."
Releasing the fair woman, she straightens, looking back to Wolfbane while holding up a single index finger as if to say, One more moment, please.
Turning back to the fray, she moves towards a larger gathering of people she had been observing from afar. The lopsided smile grows a little wider when she finally comes to recognize a few faces that had congregated on the other side of the pool. Wishbone, Kagerus, and Nymf are really the only two she recognizes, though she had a feeling the man in the gray suit should be someone she knew, but she would simply blame the lack of knowledge on the alcohol for now. The stunning golden woman near Kagerus could easily be assumed to be her wife Solace, but personally she had yet to meet the woman face to face. She smiles warmly in the direction of Nymf and the man standing protectively nearby while she comes to a stop where Kagerus was eyeing Solace not so inconspiciously. "Hi Bones," she says in the viscinity of her leader. A friendly nickname she had given the fiery woman, out of admiration for the way she handled the reputable Leviathans under her guide and the way she carried out her own work in the utmost fervor.
Turning towards Kagerus, Breckin grabs the older woman's face between her hands before placing her alcohol drenched lips upon hers. Again, she is incredibly pleased to feel the silkiness of the other's lips against hers, and pulls away from the woman with auburn tinted hair, allowing both hands to drop to the woman's shoulder on either side. Grinning widely between Kagerus and Solace, "That was solely for diplomatic research."
Breckin shifts away from them then, her dark gaze falling upon a man wearing glasses and photographer that she had noticed looking in her direction earlier while she was reading. She notices that they are now accompanied by lovely woman in a swim suit and another in a black gown, but she doesn't approach them. Instead she shoots them a innocently warm smile and small wave before making her way back to the corner where she had first come.
Grabbing two amber colored drinks from a passing server, God how she hoped it was whiskey, she plops herself down upon the chaise lounge after offering the other drink to Bane. Taking a hearty swig of the drink before placing it next to her. Reaching into her purse, she pulls out a cigarette and another throwing knife with a loop at the end. Spinning the knife absentmindedly upon her index finger as she leans back into the chair, she smiles almost apologetically at her handsome companion, "Sorry about that. I'm Breckin." The dark recesses of her eyes further assess the man nearby. "You look like the sort of person who has a light and the type of reputation I'd like to hear about," she says silkily, holding the end of her cigarette out to him expectantly with a raised brow.
As the stranger speaks, she is quick to undo the loosely woven fishtail braids at last, running her fingers quickly through her raven waves, figuratively releasing the last of the lingering uptightness. She moves to stand in front of the devilish specimen of a man, as he waits with an outstretched hand and a one sides grin quirks her lips. Breckin takes the glass of amber liquid resting in his opposite hand, pressing the crystal glass to her naked lips and finishing off the remainder with a single gulp. Pushing the empty glass back into his outstretched hand, she resumes the mischievous smile, "So kind of you to share, @[Wolfbane]." The use of his full name was strictly done purposely of course. "Will you excuse me for a moment?"
Not waiting for a response, she slides past him and to the poolside where a beautiful blond woman had done a well-practiced leap into the pool only shortly before. The poolside is cold upon her barefeet, cooler yet when her feet come to rest at the side of the pool as they stop in a shallow puddle of water. Crouching down, she motions to the swimmer over to the side. When the woman finally reaches her, the raven haired woman swiftly and gently places her delicate hand under the other's chin, pulling her in close enough to press her lips upon the platinum woman's. Alcohol fueled and curious as ever to explore new boundaries, the quiet woman was incredibly satisfied by how much softer and delicate the kiss of another woman was in comparision to a man's. It's only after a moment, Breckin slightly shifts her head backwards, still holding onto the girl's chin before saying quietly with a small smile, "Thank you, that was lovely."
Releasing the fair woman, she straightens, looking back to Wolfbane while holding up a single index finger as if to say, One more moment, please.
Turning back to the fray, she moves towards a larger gathering of people she had been observing from afar. The lopsided smile grows a little wider when she finally comes to recognize a few faces that had congregated on the other side of the pool. Wishbone, Kagerus, and Nymf are really the only two she recognizes, though she had a feeling the man in the gray suit should be someone she knew, but she would simply blame the lack of knowledge on the alcohol for now. The stunning golden woman near Kagerus could easily be assumed to be her wife Solace, but personally she had yet to meet the woman face to face. She smiles warmly in the direction of Nymf and the man standing protectively nearby while she comes to a stop where Kagerus was eyeing Solace not so inconspiciously. "Hi Bones," she says in the viscinity of her leader. A friendly nickname she had given the fiery woman, out of admiration for the way she handled the reputable Leviathans under her guide and the way she carried out her own work in the utmost fervor.
Turning towards Kagerus, Breckin grabs the older woman's face between her hands before placing her alcohol drenched lips upon hers. Again, she is incredibly pleased to feel the silkiness of the other's lips against hers, and pulls away from the woman with auburn tinted hair, allowing both hands to drop to the woman's shoulder on either side. Grinning widely between Kagerus and Solace, "That was solely for diplomatic research."
Breckin shifts away from them then, her dark gaze falling upon a man wearing glasses and photographer that she had noticed looking in her direction earlier while she was reading. She notices that they are now accompanied by lovely woman in a swim suit and another in a black gown, but she doesn't approach them. Instead she shoots them a innocently warm smile and small wave before making her way back to the corner where she had first come.
Grabbing two amber colored drinks from a passing server, God how she hoped it was whiskey, she plops herself down upon the chaise lounge after offering the other drink to Bane. Taking a hearty swig of the drink before placing it next to her. Reaching into her purse, she pulls out a cigarette and another throwing knife with a loop at the end. Spinning the knife absentmindedly upon her index finger as she leans back into the chair, she smiles almost apologetically at her handsome companion, "Sorry about that. I'm Breckin." The dark recesses of her eyes further assess the man nearby. "You look like the sort of person who has a light and the type of reputation I'd like to hear about," she says silkily, holding the end of her cigarette out to him expectantly with a raised brow.