Vixen looked around at the arriving guests, the crowd steadily thickening as more and more arrived. She cradled Licentia easily in one arm, a gentle rocking silencing quiet protests of her lack of attention, and leaned over, gently kissing Bret on the cheek. "It seems its all starting to come together, hmm? Its just unfortunate that not everyone is on their way..." Looking across the room, a warm setting was already starting to appear- Daniel and his 'date', who's name had once again embarresingly escaped her grasp, causing a memory of her and Bret many months ago. Jeremy and Izzy, wearing warm smiles as they arrived, which Vixen returned despite some not-so-fond occurances between Jeremy's friends and herself...and various others around the room as ships passed by the window, the most fond being a Salvager which signalled the arrival of her own crew.
Yes.
Everything was coming together very nicely indeed.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
