Nuru frowned deeply. No, Rie wasn't in the Hall right now. Hopefully she'd arrive soon, though. The Elf was anxious to see what her friend thought of all this craziness.
"Some wine, m'lady?" a voice said in her ear. Nuru shook her head, having no idea who said it. Whoever it was was now gone.
No, she didn't want wine. Never did care for the stuff, anyway. Doubtfully she eyed everyone, some of who seemed to be drinking their fifth bottle of the it.
A reporter was shoving his way through the crowd, trying to drag his cameraman after him. He had obviously made a thorough job of everyone at the place, and now he was after her. "You, Elf, you in the green dress! Hey, Elf!" he shouted, ignoring the angry protests from guests as their beverages were spilt.
Nuru ducked behind a man passing by and crawled under the table. She'd wait for Rie there. It would be safer.
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In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand
in every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
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