Isolde Ward

the former boxer found solace when it came to the darkened sky and the moon rising. he found it almost peaceful for it was his favourite time of day. he always enjoyed when his former fights were held in the evenings for it always felt as though he had more energy for it all. at the sound of a new voice he felt his brow raise ever so slightly as he turned around and looked at the young lady with a small smile. "company wouldn't be so bad," he mused with a shrug, "what brings you out and about?"

Isolde liked to make people smile. Sometimes, it felt cunning to try and be what people wanted or expected, but it wasn't for gain on her side. Maybe it was a self consciousness hiding in her airy confidence. The ton was more bustling than usual as the social season started. Yet, she liked it. Liked the kiss of night on her skin and the sound of dancing bodies. Doe eyes blinking slightly as they took in the character. He seemed kind enough as far as high society has been. A smile pulling at the edges of her mouth. "Would you hate me if I said fun? I enjoy people. What about you? What makes you haunt the corner?"

alliah was walking the streets of london on her own. she had only been here 3 days, and while waiting to hear what her assignment would be, she decided to get to know the city. it would make it easier to do her mission. it was why her boss sent her out early. she felt someone was following her ❝you should not be out here..❞ she began, turning around, ❝dangerous things happen at night❞ she had one of her knives handy.         

A smile that was genuine courted the edges of Isolde's lips as she took in the beautiful figure trying to place her. Gossip was something that she tried to be above, but it was a big part of how the ton worked. And could help you spot a friend or foe from a mile away. Yet, there was kindness in the strangers features. the brunette had noticed the guards though she had focus almost completely on the figure who held the light instead of the lamp. "If I am honest, I enjoy a bit of a party and a dance more than I probably should.- What about you, my lady?"

NINA ZENIK + food and drink

'She may be the first person I've met who is both of the two most dangerous types in this world.'

NINA ZENIK Shadow and Bone, ‘The Making at the Heart of the World’

It appeared she was analysing him , he often thought he was good at deceiving people, through charm and good looks , he often managed to get his way out of difficult scenarios. However , some could see through him and perhaps on this occasion, whilst wounded and in some pain , he was doing a poorer job. “I would say none of the above, I do not fall into any catagory , merely avoiding the contemplation of marriage , much to my mothers discontent.” He mused, a small smile on his lips.  “My families reputation is clear – many of them featuring on Lady Whistledown on a regular occasion.” He sighed, shaking his head. They were not notorious for being discrete, it seemed. “Surprisingly, I appear less and less , maybe I am more discrete, or have less going on, who knows?”

SHADOW AND BONE — 2.03 “Like Calls to Like”

Benedict was one of the few interesting Bridgerton boys. He had been nothing but cordial the little bit that she had known of him. Still, she was concerned over the cut offered to his hand. She had passing knowledge on healing though it would probably be better that he had someone else cleaning this. It worried her about the sting, but he didn't seem the type that would love being considered weak. The auburn haired girl also appreciated the fact that he didn't seem to mind her naturally flirtatious nature. Pick pocket eyes lifting from the offending wound to the brights of his eyes. "I think you look more the innocent prince variety then a rogue or a rake, but men have been known to surprise me." she mused before gently tying the ends of her hankerchief over the wound in a makeshift way." People would certainly talk. As much as I like mystery, I am Isolde Ward, but you can call me Iso if you'd like. I'd ask you, but your family is a featurette to most of this town."

Nina Zenik 2.08 No Funerals