Royal Business (Celia)

Jarred sighed he had to attend a ceremony later in Britain he thought that he would grab a drink before hand. Running his hand through his hair he walked up to the bar and ordered a butter-beer. He really would love to have a vodka but since he was here in business due to something about being a prince. 'Blah blah.' Was all he could think as his brother was the heir so why wasn't he sent to do whatever Jarred was supposed to do. Grabbing his drink he walked to the nearest available table and sat down staring out the window. He had ditched his security so he had a few hours or rather minutes until they found out where he was.

Jarred however did not care that he put himself in potential danger. He just wanted to be a kid for once well a twin. Leaning against his chair as he put his feet up on the table. Jared did not realize that the pub was beginning to fill up. He was just used to having his own table and well wasn't ready to realize that being a real teen meant that he had to sometimes share things that were not his to begin with.

Celia wasn't one for drinking since the whole angel thing but she didn't like to think about it. She was a normal teenaged girl. Heading into a pup she kept her head high and it was obvious the second she walked in that she was out of place. She hummed softly as she looked around, spotting a boy who looked to be her age she smiled slightly and walked over.

Smiling he bent down so their eyes were level and she smiled at him even more. "Ello, is this seat taken?" She pointed to the seat beside him smiling, her almost white hair and pale skin standing out against all the dark colors in the building they were in.

Outfit:

Jarred looked up when he heard someone talk to him asking if she could sit beside him. "If you would like." He said with a thick Russian accent. He honestly would rather not have someone but he guessed some company would be nice and probably help blend him in better and there for keep him from his security team. He had to admit that she looked rather beautiful and he felt drawn to her and wanted to get to know her better. He looked at her and smiled he wasn't sure what to say or rather how to say it in English.

Jarred felt like he was out of place he really should of not ditched his translator though at least he knew basic English which should help him get through and well he had no need to learn more at least not for the moment.  "My name is Jarred Vasiliev may I have your name?" He said as he rested his head on his hand. He was a little bored so maybe he could try and hold a conversation.

Celia heard the accent and instantly felt at home again, sitting down she quickly switched to russian giggling softly. "Меня зовут Селия Розанна" She grinned at him leaning over the table more her eyes wide as she listened to him. Looking him over it was clear she thought he was hot.

Celia watched him and fiddled with her dress smiling a tiny bit and shyly as she looked up smiling shyly at him. Clearly shy but also bashful with what she wanted. "
Что такое русский здесь делает??" She asked quietly.

(First: My name is Celia Rosanna
Second: What is a russian doing here?)