Quistis really had no idea why she was even here. After the events from earlier in the day, the last place she really wanted to be was at Balthier's party-- but Rinoa and Selphie seemed to be set on dragging the blond along, so she complied to escape their wrath.
Sighing softly, Quistis stood off to the side, arms crossed and body slightly rigid as she watched the others mingle and chat. She was no good at these types of parties; she didn't even know anyone there, beside the SeeDs. She contemplated heading back on board the Ragnarok, but decided the least she could do was wait until Selphie had performed. She only hoped that it would be sooner rather than later.
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Date: 2010-02-28 03:25 am (UTC)Sighing softly, Quistis stood off to the side, arms crossed and body slightly rigid as she watched the others mingle and chat. She was no good at these types of parties; she didn't even know anyone there, beside the SeeDs. She contemplated heading back on board the Ragnarok, but decided the least she could do was wait until Selphie had performed. She only hoped that it would be sooner rather than later.