#ft. ludo

Any gala that had a bar or a section for drinks and refreshments of any kind was one Emmeline Vance could get behind. Primarily cause it was something to do when one seemed intend on trying to avoid mingling until a familiar face came along, but also because drinks of any kind usually made whatever small talk came her way a lot easier. Her hand reached out for one of the drinks from the trays floating about when from the corner of her eye she spotted that familiar face; something worth turning around for.

"You clean up nicely." A compliment, one like so many the witch had dropped before yet fully believing the words. "Should I be thanking you for accompanying me to this event?" She would, regardless. Manners were still very much part of who she was. That, and there was no harm in thanking someone. Ludo was, surprisingly, untainted by her previous chaos, had seemed playful enough. Far more than she'd thought at first.

sybill was always one to help. her high scores in classes gave her the chance to tutor other students. enter ludo. they would meet in the library and, try as she might, she had a hard time getting him to focus. it wasn’t something she was used to. he actually frustrated her which was a hard task. but she never gave up on him and worked with him for as long as he would let her.

Location: One of Lonnie’s boxing matches

Monroe hadn’t been able to make it to one of Lonnie’s boxing matches in over a month. Between an upswing in hospital shifts, the protests and constantly being on call in case someone from The Brotherhood was injured she just hadn’t been able to prioritize seeing one of his fights. She felt guilty, having only missed one of Milo’s fights in the past weeks. But she justified that by the fact that it was easier to patch him up immediately after he was hurt, and Lonnie had a team to make sure he was healthy and unhurt. She didn’t voice it often but she loved watching Lonnie box, loved how visceral the experience was. In another life she liked to think she would have ended up in a fighting ring of some kind, instead of waiting outside to wipe away the bloody aftermath.

She made her way to Lonnie’s reserved seats, waving a greeting to his manager and the other familiar employees as she went. She was a little surprised when she saw another woman already in the section, but remembered a conversation from weeks back and quickly put two and two together. She quickly wracked her brain for the name she knew went to the semi familiar face as she slowed her approach, buying a few moments of time before the interaction.

“Hey Ludovica, good to see you!” She greeted the other woman warmly, setting down her jacket and drink in the next seat. “Are you excited for the fight? It’s a pretty tight match from what I’ve read so it should be a fun one” she couldn’t keep the excitement out of her voice, she was ready for some adrenaline and excitement that wasn’t attached to any actual danger.