[An amateur mistake, Gepard— these women are looking for a chance to be the next Landau bride, and you’re their only shot at it. Only one Landau bachelor to go around! They can practically smell weakness and are ready to pounce at any opportunity. And the moment that Gepard stops to scan the crowd is when they see their opening.]
[The good Captain is forced to deal with the woman’s tittering— the eldest daughter of a middling family, getting to the age where she must be paired off and hoping to make a social leap— and off somewhere in the crowd, a pair of green eyes watches him with amusement from near the band. Gepard could fight his way through Fragmentum monsters, could weather the worst of Jarilo-VI’s eternal winter, but he can’t escape the perfumed clutches of would-be brides.]
[Catch Sampo’s eye, Gepard, and he’ll give you a cheeky little wink.]
[And then he turns to say a few words to the band’s conductor. There might be a little money exchanged, maybe not, but right after he does, the band strikes up into dancing music, just a little early for this time of the evening. But who doesn’t love a little dancing? Certainly not Gepard, who would appear terribly rude if he didn’t take a lady or two for a spin around the dance floor.]
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[The good Captain is forced to deal with the woman’s tittering— the eldest daughter of a middling family, getting to the age where she must be paired off and hoping to make a social leap— and off somewhere in the crowd, a pair of green eyes watches him with amusement from near the band. Gepard could fight his way through Fragmentum monsters, could weather the worst of Jarilo-VI’s eternal winter, but he can’t escape the perfumed clutches of would-be brides.]
[Catch Sampo’s eye, Gepard, and he’ll give you a cheeky little wink.]
[And then he turns to say a few words to the band’s conductor. There might be a little money exchanged, maybe not, but right after he does, the band strikes up into dancing music, just a little early for this time of the evening. But who doesn’t love a little dancing? Certainly not Gepard, who would appear terribly rude if he didn’t take a lady or two for a spin around the dance floor.]