Ah, my cause! I run an organization called The Old Guard, TOG, for short. *nods and smiles, brushing her hairs back* we're a safehaven and resthouse for anyone braver enough to risk getting covered in glitter and have a good time.
We also provide protection within our havens! *she said with a nod, looking around at the partygoers*
Things ahve been kind fo hectic since So- Oops! *she stopped, covering her mouth with a giggle*
*He stops, eyes widened. Confused.*
What? Since what? I'm interested! What's so funny?
ahh~ Nothing really. *blushes a deep green and fidgets with her scarf, looking about from behind her goggles*
Justthat....someone's looking for me n.n
they need TOG's help~!
*Even more interested, he looks so deeply, that his hair flares brightly.*
Who, who is looking for you, I'm so confused....
haha, sorry Kiba, I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to divulge that ;D *she giggled, sipping her punch* but rest assured, it's someone who needs it.
*He backs up a little and shrugs.*
Sigh. I guess it can't be helped.