TEH drives up really late in an inconspicuous little Thunderbird. After parking, she gets out and looks around at all the commotion. She's dressed in black cargo pants, a dark grey tank top, and a black trench coat, with simple black boots and gun metal grey nail polish. Her brownish-auburn hair is tie back with a piece of black leather. Deciding to forgo the red carpet, she tries to sneak in a side door, only to find that even the side doors have metal detectors. At an order to remove any weaponry, she hands over a knife, hoping that the guard won't ask about her hidden daggers. She almost gets past until their sheathes accidentally fall out of the bottom of her pants. TEH smiles at the guard sheepishly.
"You do not see a dagger," she intones, trying a Jedi Mind trick.
"Yeah, then what's this?" The orc holds up her daggers.
"That is, um, a special piece of flatware I like to carry around. I hate using foreign silverware. See?"
She slips the daggers out of the guard's hands and pantomimes using them to eat with.
"Hand them over," the guard commands. "Or you're not getting in."
Having missed last year's party as well, TEH hands them over, but just as quickly steals them back from the guard's back pocket when he's distracted. Satisfied, she secures the sheathes under her pants again, enters the party and goes to over to the buffet, ignoring some puzzled looks. She's not well-known, as she reads other people's posts far more than actually posting herself.
[ May 02, 2003: Message edited by: The-Elf-Herself ]
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