[Eun hadn't intended to enter the lottery at first. It was simply enough to not be in the Up, somewhere with like-minded people who are either rebelliously shedding their assigned roles or at the very least are there for a good party. Drinking. Socializing. Fucking. Eun doesn't usually mix drinking and sex in the same night unless she's with someone she trusts...
But then again she's not usually forced to find a designation-free space in a strange city she's been abducted to and forced into a strange sexperiment.
To her credit, she's only two fingers in to her glass of whiskey when she enters the lottery. It's not as if this is anything new to her (even if the methods are different) and tonight she could use a distraction. Something, or someone, to help her forget about her circumstances. Beating her head against a brick wall over things she can't change at the moment has never really been her style.
What she doesn't expect is for her phone to ping so soon after. Blinking at her phone, she stares at the entry, and then looks around. She's too damn short to see anyone, even on her stool. Scowling a moment, she turns to the person next to her and lays a hand on their shoulder.]
Don't move...
[Eun uses the stranger to clamber up onto her stool, to stand on it steadily as she surveys the crowds. After a moment she simply resorts to calling out:]
discord.
But then again she's not usually forced to find a designation-free space in a strange city she's been abducted to and forced into a strange sexperiment.
To her credit, she's only two fingers in to her glass of whiskey when she enters the lottery. It's not as if this is anything new to her (even if the methods are different) and tonight she could use a distraction. Something, or someone, to help her forget about her circumstances. Beating her head against a brick wall over things she can't change at the moment has never really been her style.
What she doesn't expect is for her phone to ping so soon after. Blinking at her phone, she stares at the entry, and then looks around. She's too damn short to see anyone, even on her stool. Scowling a moment, she turns to the person next to her and lays a hand on their shoulder.]
Don't move...
[Eun uses the stranger to clamber up onto her stool, to stand on it steadily as she surveys the crowds. After a moment she simply resorts to calling out:]
I'm looking for Gray!