In keeping with the theme, Wyatt had been dressed in a navy colored suit for the party - "double-breasted they called it, some fashion from after his time - but all things considered, on the scale of terrible things he'd been forced to wear, this one was surprising normal.
Tonight he lurked by a wall, not because he felt he had to due to some ridiculous getup, but merely because he wanted to.
He felt safer with his back against something solid. Being able to see and size up strangers as they approached was a comfort. A luxury, after being in the arena.
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Date: 2013-04-09 12:45 pm (UTC)Tonight he lurked by a wall, not because he felt he had to due to some ridiculous getup, but merely because he wanted to.
He felt safer with his back against something solid. Being able to see and size up strangers as they approached was a comfort. A luxury, after being in the arena.