Camellia de Telarius - #20 Judgement
Camellia stiffened, the hair on the back of her neck standing on end as a vision penetrated into her line of sight. It flickered for a brief moment before dying away, leaving Camellia to return to her socialising between Ari, Marcus and Flint. “Ari and Marcus, you two should totally have a dance as heads of sectors,” she pushed Ari closer towards Marcus, achieving disapproving glances from the both of them, “Flint, you still owe me that dance for saving my life…” she said rather rapidly, “but I have something of urgency to attended to.” She blew a kiss towards the three of them before turning on her heels and scanning the now crowded dance floor.
Looking fairly relaxed for the supposed “guard” of Papa, Aerous stood by the grand staircase on the other side of the room. She watched as two people emerged from the crowd that encircled him and immediately Camellia knew this was the moment she had seen. Running as quickly as she could in heels, she dodged, barged and forced her way through the crowd of people that had gathered, trying to get to the other side of the room as quickly as possible. For a moment there she was sure she wasn’t going to make it in time and that her vision would come true, but she soon separated herself from the crowd, throwing herself from between two rather large party-goes and crashing, albeit rather lightly, into Aerous’ muscular form.
“Sorry kids, Aerous and I have a date!” Camellia beamed at Adam and Mina standing there, obviously somewhat surprised at the sudden outburst much less appearance of Camellia. Without further ado, she wrapped her arm around Aerous’, dragging him from his post and into the waves of bodies that danced on the floor. Manoeuvring her hands so her left hand rested lightly on his shoulder, whilst her right gripped his other hand, she made sure to place his free hand on her hip first.
“This is nice, isn’t it?” She asked him smiling.