> > Shawn was never in the military and asks questions to find out what she did, > > what she liked and disliked. > > He finds Ilane more than willing to share it all with him, including the tale > of the long, thirteen-month crawl back to Argent after a battle-damage induced > misjump. He is intrigued by the story. He asks a number of questions about that trip back and nods as she tells him. "That sounds like an epic." There is a gleam in his eye. > > Shawn leaned back over and nodded. > > > > "I'm sure they will be collecting again as we leave. Every mark helps." > > > During the second half, he kept his hand in hers. > > Secretly in the darkness, Ilane moves her chair just a little bit closer to > his. :) The rare instances she can see him in the light, he has a smile on his face and seems to be splitting his time looking at her and the stage. > > "I bet he would take that contribution from you, Ilane." He said next to her > > ear. > > She nods and gives him a donation for the equivalent of 1,000 CSA Credits right > then and there. The man took her hand and bent low over it. "We thank you for your generosity, Sianna. You are members of the Association for the Support of the Arts, are you not? No?" He called someone over to take their information. "You are now associate members for a year. That entitles you to free tickets to one of a number of showing in the arts. Music, plays. And the option for better seats." He shook Shawn's hand and kissed Ilane's. "Thank you again and good evening." > > OOC: Is she wearing perfume? Shawn has a light aftershave on. > > She's wearing a subtle floral scent with a hint of clean-smelling citrus. Shawn smiled at the fragrance. Dancing was going to be *very* fun. Shawn and Ilane made their way out and soon the limo had them safely ensconced. Shawn put his hand on his own knee after a brief battle with himself. "The club is not very far away. How are you feeling? Having a good time?" Shawn
