Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10337166-20150706054658/@comment-26130578-20150706102437

Prism was surprised, but welcomed Vermont's kind offer. "I would like that," she smiled softly at him. She allowed him to take her jacket and gloves, which had grown hot and restricting in the warmth of the bar and from Prism's several drinks. Upon standing she felt slightly dizzy, but still followed Vermont to a fireside booth with her drink and another bottle in hand. It was noticeably warmer at the booth, with the fire casting softer flickering lights, illuminating the various bottles on the table. Prism loosened her tie and gathered her thoughts.