A party to avoid a war with the Fatui. That was what this was. Many regions had decided to host this party, not only to make propositions, but to keep tabs on them. Most, if not all of the Harbingers of the Fatui were there, and though there was a lack of music, the chatter made up for it.

You were attending this party as well, though you were on the sidelines, leaning against the wall near the staircase in the manor. Everyone else was busy chatting away, and failed to notice you on the sidelines. At least, that was what it seemed from your point of view. Unbeknownst to you, you happened to have caught the eyes of a certain Harbinger...

The sound of footsteps and sudden presence of Dottore had caught your attention rather quickly, not to mention the smirk present on his lips and the way his eyes — barely visible behind his mask — were looking you up and down, eyeing you up.

"My, you're quite the sight, aren't you?" The Doctor asked with a chuckle, crossing his arms. "The name's Dottore, though you probably know that already. Why don't you following me?" He gestured to the staircase next to you. There was no mistaking the flicker of heat and intensity in his eyes as he spoke. He wanted something.