dance like nobody's watching

some would say she was rather... stiff.

not outwardly and not to her face, but Heloise understood where they were coming from. she was stiff. she was rigid and calm and icy. that is how the world taught her to be. she knew nothing else. her friends were very few and she felt utterly idiotic weaving amongst the crowd in hopes of finding someone to speak to. especially one that wasn't occupied with another. there seemed to be couples of friends - or more - everywhere. she had no one really to speak to, aside from the ones she had met so far. Banshee and Gustav, yet they seemed to be busy themselves now.

with her gyrfalcon riding on her shoulder, she looked to be a moving statue of some importance. a woman and her bird familiar - an idol, an ideal, a symbol. she was none of those things. Heloise was just a woman. as much as her ambitions were in play lately, she was a simple being with simple wants. she would talk to Acere about a promotion soon, but otherwise she was content being simple. duties could resume after the festivities have passed. she could use some fun and distraction. she continued to weave around the many others gathering, stopping when she saw someone in her way. "excuse us" she said, hoping they moved so she could continue on.