[Despite his own nerves, which he is quite used to, Aventurine dresses impeccably. It's somewhere between business and casual. A button-down shirt with the first three undone, a simple gold choker, chunky green gemstone bracelets on his wrists, a thumb ring on his right hand, one irresistibly eye-catching teal feather earring on his left ear and a matching stud on the right. He wears rose-tinted Ray-Bans to cover the uneasy color of his eyes, and dresses for the job he wants rather than the one he has.
It just so happens they arrive at the exact same time. Seeing her in person, it's hard to ignore that she's about as tall as he is, maybe a touch shorter (he is wearing heeled boots, after all). He feels another weird flutter in his stomach and just smiles it off, as if it's nothing. This is just another game, another wager. Maybe she'll be an interesting resource later.
But if he thinks about it, if he squints, her manner reminds him of...]
Good morning! Oriel, I presume? [He extends his hand for a firm shake.]
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It just so happens they arrive at the exact same time. Seeing her in person, it's hard to ignore that she's about as tall as he is, maybe a touch shorter (he is wearing heeled boots, after all). He feels another weird flutter in his stomach and just smiles it off, as if it's nothing. This is just another game, another wager. Maybe she'll be an interesting resource later.
But if he thinks about it, if he squints, her manner reminds him of...]
Good morning! Oriel, I presume? [He extends his hand for a firm shake.]