#aurora01

Like most people in the ballroom he'd seen the scene transpire between Emma Vanity and Aurora Sinistra. While he hadn't been close enough to hear what had been said, he saw Emma throw a drink at the other woman's dress which caused her to rush away in a hurry. It seemed that empathy wasn't a trait those Slytherin purebloods inherited even if they weren't death eaters. Acting by instinct he stepped into her way, offering her a handkerchief, his manners getting the better of him. He couldn't just stand by and not do anything. If his fellow death eaters commented on it he'd find an excuse, but for now he would help a woman in need when he could. "Are you alright?" Concern shone through in his tone. "Here, take this, dry those tears. She's not worth it."

ＷＨＥＮ: during the ball ＷＨＯ: @highfaeborn

Georgia had given herself a fully unplugged holiday. She’d made arrangements with the necessary people, taken the necessary precautions and of course, the right people had the number of the hotel she’d stayed at. Still, she’d gone to Hawaii and treated herself to a phone free vacation to celebrate Christmas this year. Spending time alone was not new or awkward anymore, she filled the hours with bars and restaurants, spa treatments and sleeping in late. Now that she was back in Olympus things should have felt relaxed. Instead, she found herself slamming on her breaks as she passed by the MC, tires squealing as she pulled her car to a halt outside the barrier of police tape. It was dark and nothing was well lit, but she could damn well see that the MC wasn’t fucking there anymore. Her heart beat faster in her chest and she stared for a moment. Georgia had few loyalties to any one person in particular, but the institution such as it was kept Mal safe in prison. It was one of the few emergency lines she had. A move like this was strong and deliberate. Swallowing her fear she climbed back in her car and drove to the Dive. She parked quickly and stalked inside. It was loud, and she knew her black slacks and pale linen blouse looked more at home in a board meeting that this bar, but this is was her first stop. She stalked in, her heels clicking as she looked for a place to sit. She jerked her head at the bartender. “Tanqueray and tonic, double, with extra lime.”