No amout of wine could distract N'kili from the woman upon the dance floor with her crimson locks and foxglove cheeks, those scarlet lips... N'kili took another long sip of her burgundy filled goblet in distraction, paying as little heed as possible to the interludes occurring upon that floor between the dancing pair. The opalrider coveted those shoes the man danced in, longing to replace him so that her toes twirled with those of the lovely woman and her inviting smile. His ears she wanted to possess, if only to hear that voice brush against her senses. The goddess' invocation. Did her laughter rumble? Or it chime with spirit? By the way the woman seemed to smile, her eyes dancing with her male partner, N'kili imagined her voice to sing with the luscious range of a mezzo alto, a voice as warm and inviting as that smile N'kili's eyes returned to once, twice, thrice... she lost count of the amount of times she spied upon it, picking at its intentions.
Duke made a series of whistles, chirps and warbles that too a casual observer might have actually moved like dialogue, and with a side smirk to the beast, N'kili answered.
"Maybe just a little," she confessed to the firelizard. What she confessed to, however, remained a mystery to those few spectators.
Duke placed a paw on her hand, and she placed a hand over his paw... to which he placed his other paw on top of hers in a little game. He chirped once more.
N'kili would have responded to her companion's note, but another note caught her ear instead.
The luscious voice once imagined now pulled the attention of woman and firelizard while the opal dragon's chuckles hummed in her thoughts. As she slid into the seat across from N'kili, already the opalrider's eyes noted every detail of her, appreciating her even more so now that she sat so close to her. Though she did not believe it to be possible, her illustrious hair seemed to bleed with life.
"I'm Luka, of Blue Hyperith. You aren't waiting on someone, are you."
Did she speak boldly? Between the wine and her meddlesome beast, N'kili followed through with the temptation. "In a way I suppose," she answered with an inviting smile of her own. "Though not anymore now that they've arrived." With a smile, she lifted her glass of wine to her lips for a sip of courage before she spoke on. "You dance beautifully out there upon the floor. I could not help but admire your skill. Do you dance often?"