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Who: Charity, Vincent, Forgiveness
Status: Open (to whoever is in Costa del Sol)
When: 8:10 PM
Where: Costa del Sol
What: Charity throws herself a going away party at the Costa del Sol docks before her eventual journey over towards Junon.

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[repentingsinner]

Vincent could hear the music miles away at sea before they even pulled into port. There was some exhasperated sound from an older woman beside him, something Vincent would have echoed. Long hours on the road to Junon, held up at security due to his weaponry and identification, then the trip on the boat had all been less than pleasant. The addition of the obnoxiously loud music and the swarms of people crowding the docks - some barely managing to scramble out of the way as the ship lowered its ramp to allow passangers to get off. He remained in his crouched position, half leaning against the rail as people passed him to disboard. He kept his bags close to him, unmoving until the majority of passangers had gotten off the ramp and disappeared into the crowd. Standing, he held the handles of his bags in his prosthetic, finally following suit and walking down the ramp.

His eyes narrowed at the swarms of people - young and old - that blocked his way from going further forward, turning to his right to skirt around the majority of them.

[epitaph_npc]

The sound of the incoming ships horn was almost dwarfed by the sound of the loud thumping music, but it didn’t stop the wave of acknowledgement from spreading over the party-goers as it docked into port. Charity’s attention was finally caught, and the sparkly virtues excitement only seemed to grow in level at the prospect of more people to her party

[repentingsinner]

Vincent pulled his hair out of the way as he shouldered his bags, gazing around briefly as he stepped around a couple enraptured with themselves. If he knew he was being followed (or approached), he didn't show it, more interested in the fastest way out of the docks and then to continue his travel. He had to pause, however, as a train of people passed by infront of him, each of them linking arms and the leader in front shouting 'To the drinks!', a chorus echoing behind him within the train.

He frowned, tucking the lower half of his face into the folds of his cloak, continuing on when the stampede of people had finished.

[epitaph_npc]

Charity almost smirked in amusement as she caught sight of their attempt to hide themselves, and it only made her desire to have them stay at her party for longer. If there was one thing she had to pick out about parties, it was the fact that all of those she had her eye one were always delayed in one way or another - something that she’d never complain about since it meant that she’d be able to attempt persuading them to stay

[epitaph_npc]

Forgiveness moved like a woman who had no reason to move out of the way of someone else. In fact, she never moved out of anyone's way; rather, she expected everyone else to remove themselves from her path. Anyone that failed to do so even as she walked down the emptier streets of Costa Del Sol would get the hint quickly

[epitaph_npc]

“Hmm you should stay away from trash like that Char babe.” Saiyo smugly murmured before trailing his lips up along the side of her neck. Her attention wasn’t on her friend though, but on Vincent’s retreating back until Forgiveness came into view. The smile on her lips subtly turned more devious at the sight of the other virtue, and she found herself chuckling softly to herself as Forgiveness shouldered the retreating Vincent

[repentingsinner]

Vincent's bags almost slipped from his shoulder as a large woman brushed (not so much brushed as jackhammered) against him to move past, though he caught them in the crook of his elbow with a grunt. He looked back as the muscular woman joined Charity - and there was little triumph in seeing Saiyo go off the dock, as he would have preferred to do it himself - before shaking his head and continuing on. Enough of that.

There was more important things to worry about than strangers.

[epitaph_npc]

Forgiveness had a great tolerance for the antics of her fellow virtues, and she accepted Charity's latch-tactics as if it were a common occurance. She even shifted her arms from her sides as she sensed the younger virtue moving to grasp her, and she didn't even rock a bit on her heels to have Charity's weight against hers.

"He was callin' me trash and glarin'," she said as if that entire conversation had been geared around her. It hadn't been and she knew that solidly, but she had always wanted to squeeze someone's fat head like a pus-filled pimple on the rectum of the planet. "He's lucky that's all he got from me."

Gently, she bopped Charity on the head and huffed. "Heartbroken enough to latch, I see." She seemed to twist in Charity's arms around her waist and just started walking towards the loading boat. Charity could stay attached all the other virtue wanted. "You gotta quit pestering old men too. You'll catch somethin' from them, especially that one. We get you tested in Junon... make sure you're clean."