Adler goes to take another drink from her glass but stops and and says, “Empty,” like she was uttering a curse from the blackest pits of the afterlife.She makes a kind of, ‘follow me’...
“That…is easier said than done. He has resources beyond what his official position would suggest.”She begins a gesture toward him, cutting it off half way and finishing up holding her drink with both hands,...
Adler opens her mouth, and then closes it again.She seems quite surprised by Winta’s words.“Uh…thank you. I…”Slightly at a loss, she resorts to habit and takes a gulp of her drink while she composes...
Her tone is businesslike and curt, “Surprisingly so.“What do you want? Or, what does Aston want?”Give me a social roll to interact with Adler. It doesn’t take any great powers of observation to see...
He hasn’t indicated either way, Winta may get a sense that whatever he wants to talk about is private, but that he won’t object if she does come, so it’s up to Lia.Adler watches...
He laughs back in response, apparently enjoying her performance.He accepts a drink and then a food offer from a passing waiter, and presently he lazily shifts his attention from Lia to the surroundings.He spies...
His appraisal is not so much sexual as aesthetic and slightly possessive.He says, “What if I just said something extremely witty, possibly or possibly not about Dragoult?”