Would you like a little more tea? [Open]

[so_many_moods]

Characters: Hexadecimal and the unsociable people on the Convoy! I.E.: Anyone who's not at the party in Trewe.
Content: Hex has a tea party.... this may not end well.
Setting: The parlor (small dining room) of the Convoy!
Time: Nighttime, during the party in Trewe.
Warnings: Insane lady! Now with tea!

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[murcielago]

Ulquiorra hadn't wanted to attend the party in Trewe. Parties weren't his thing and this was mostly because they required tedious conversation with people he considered trash. As such, he'd stayed behind, intending to make the most of a decidedly tidier ship and much fewer idiots. All in all he didn't dislike the Convoy, but he tended towards having a low opinion of pretty much everything and everyone, with painfully few exceptions. If he had a middle name, which he doesn't, it would almost certainly be 'Negative

[karmauberalles]

von Karma had 'forgotten' about that tea party business, primarily because the impression he'd gotten of that woman over the network was not a very good one. One would think he would have a higher tolerance for the... unusual, given his reputation, but... really, he only tolerated his own particular brand of insanity, which was perfectly normal to him.

Of course, there was no way he'd go to that party, either. It was almost certain that it would be full of drunken idiots. So, he'd made himself a cup of tea and headed to the parlor, where he'd surely be able to have a moment of pea-

...oh.

"I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"

Really, the depressed-looking young man didn't look like he'd be any trouble unless he started reciting poetry, but... that... woman? And her... thing?

Perhaps it would be in his best interests to leave.

[flightofthe]

Things had taken far less time than Bumblebee had thought, since Pip had asked him to stay on the ship and hold off his information-gathering excursions until tomorrow. But the party at the Flying Grog Tavern had been a lot of fun, at least while he'd been there. He would have liked to stay, but he'd already committed to attending Hex's party . . . and keeping an eye on her for Pip.

He came down the hall with a clear glass cube about the size of a small storage box, the contents of which was liquid, glowing softly . . . and neon pink. Well, he'd promised to introduce Hex to energon, after all, and she'd asked him to bring some to this gathering of hers, so . . .

He paused as he reached the parlor, blue-glowing optics regarding the two men in the doorway. He offered them a grin. "Good evening, Mr. von Karma, Mr. ..." He let his voice trail off briefly as he realized he didn't know the other's name. "Joining the . . . 'tea' . . . party, too?" He'd noted the drinks in their hands.

[so_many_moods]

"Oh, come in, come in!" Hex said with a [Happy Grin.] To help drive her point home, she waved a hand and three chairs seemed to pull themselves away from the table.

With an annoyed tone to her voice, she commented, "I see you've brought your own tea, gentlemen." A [Slight Scowl,] which then gave way to a [Big Smile] "How wonderfully considerate!"

It was then that she noticed Bumblebee and his pink... cube. "Bumblebee, dear! How delightful that you could come!" She indicated the seat nearest her.

Another look to the two men in the doorway. "Well, don't just stand there!" [Annoyed] "Come and sit!"