Party Invatations. (Open!)

Pisa Clarence made her way down the street, minding her own business, and perfectly content, that is until she came across the same bunch of girls following an avox, poor thing. "Aye!" She yelled to the girls... "Leave her be!" She snapped at them. The girls gave pisa a confused look and moved along. Pisa watched as the Avox girl continued with whatever she is doing. She picked up the pace a little so as to catch up with her. Pisa gave her a faint smile. "You need help?" She asked.

Pisa gave the girl a small smile as she saw the avox was writing something on her pad of paper. She recalled the name, and made a mental image of Mrs. Deyo's flashy mansion of a house. Pisa chuckled at the last part. "Im Pisa, Pisa Clarence," SHe told the girl, holding out her hand. "Nice to meet you Kyra Waterson," She tells the girl. "Deyo's is thataway," She tells her, throwing her thumb to the right of them.

Pisa nods at the girl as she signals a thank you in "Avox Sign" and she continues with Kyra the way towards Deyp's house/mansion. She sighs. She has one of her own, but she can't really call it her own because its' her family's and she is only surviving off of the money she inherited from theirs and her sister's deaths those, six years ago, she thinks about the time they died. How horrible their screams were, and how she vowed to make the ones who did it suffer... She clenches her jaw, and realizes the girl is handing her an invitation to the party. "Oh, thanks," She tells her, faking her "happy" attitude.

Pisa looks at the piece of paper. "Im fine, really," She tells . "Who's next?" She asks, taking a portion of the envelopes from Kyra and looks for people she recognizes. "Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Dupont," She says, "They're not the nicest people," She tells the girl, "But they live just a few houses down," she finishes. She takes another envelope. "Ms. Sterling Cisco... didn't she die?" She asks Kyra. Ms. Cisco did in fact die, "on one of her many trips away from the capitol, she died from a poisoned drink, rumor has it that the other model with her was the one who poisoned her, it's sad really, she was only 18." She tells Kyra. "Wow, I must sound all snooty for knowing all this gossip and whatnot..." she tells the girl, giving her a slight smile.

I nod in response to Pisa's comment about them being dead, and then write "I hope so. Woa, that sounded cruel. I don't mean I want them dead, I just don't want to go there, they have a big mean dog, and he always manages to bite me when I go over..." I pause and then add "no, you don't seem snooty. You're nice. Most people wont be seen talking, looking, or listening to an Avox unless they're giving tehm a command."
I smile, and just then, another girl walks up. “Hi! I’m wondering… Um… Could you help me find my way to the Fairchild estate? Oh! Wait. Are those party invitations?”
I know the Fairchild estate, and I've seen this girl over there some times, but I'm still taken off gaurd when at the sight of the party invitations she chainges topics with gusto. “Okay, look. Mine must be in there somewhere. Look for ‘Fairchild’.”
I smile. If she's looking for the Fairchild estate invitations, she must have just asked directions to her own house.
I nod in a most friendly manner, dig through the stack, and pull out the handfull of envelopes belonging to the Fairchilds. All have "Fairchild" written on them in the most lovely design.
I guickly right "Which one of the Fairchilds are you?" on my pad of paper, not sure that dumping the entire bundle into her hands would be proper etiquet.