The Party on the Green (part one) [locked to demons and their allies]
Finally, the day so covertly hinted at is here.
The Main Gauche Apartment Complex, which houses Elashte's party, is ridiculously new: one has the impression, walking into the garden, that it has been finished no more than a week previous, and that its construction was meticulous and expensive, and that this is far too good a neighbourhood to host ( Read more... )
The Main Gauche Apartment Complex, which houses Elashte's party, is ridiculously new: one has the impression, walking into the garden, that it has been finished no more than a week previous, and that its construction was meticulous and expensive, and that this is far too good a neighbourhood to host ( Read more... )
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Still she doesn't feel that there's any danger present at the moment, aside from maybe a bit of nervous tension, because what could possibly be the reason for a gathering of demons who have no previous alliance with one another? She deigns to ignore the tension, because it's a party and she likes parties. She's dressed to the nines like she's going to prom (never let it be said that Lola Adair doesn't come overdressed- she likes to stand out) in a curvaceous pink dress and mingling amongst strange demons like she's always been among them.
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He draws up, not behind her--never sneak up behind a demon. Not full-on, either; wouldn't do to be too aggressive. Just quietly approaches her elbow, offering one of the flutes.
"You may be the most stunning thing at this party," he says politely. It's not a come-on, he's just being a gentleman.
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She takes the flute and smiles brightly. One of those genuinely adorable smiles and not a smile that spreads across her face when she looks down on the broken pieces of someone she tortured to near-insanity. "Why thank you," she replies, voice ever so sweet. She might be a brat, but she did learn her manners at one of the best finishing schools Daddy could buy.
She takes a delighted sip of her champagne. "I take it you're the host of this fine party?"
Just an assumption, more or less. He seems to have that same sort of style she expects from the sort of people who put on shows like this.
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More out of boredom than anything else.
The Organization hasn't given her and Christian a job since they arrived and completed the first job. She's beginning to think that they aren't going to get another job, that they really had been sent on a suicide mission and since they didn't die, the Organization doesn't know what to do with them.
Two powerful assassins on their hands and they can't think of anyone that they want to be killed in Chicago.
Kate rolls her eyes, sipping on a glass of red wine and keeping to herself for the most part. She makes a little face, wine never really was her drink of choice, but it seemed the most appropriate for this particular occassion. It's not as if it's hard to tell... demons don't have parties for the sake of having parties. Something's going on. It's not that she's interested in what it is. It's more that she's bored and if she can get a job out of this, well, all the better for her.
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"You have the look of someone waiting for something to happen," he says.
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"You have the look of someone who knows what they're talking about."
It's not that she's perceptive like he is, that was just her cute way of saying, 'yes, you are absolutely right'.
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And besides, there was no way this could be boring.
Hopefully.
There's a bottle of beer in his hand that he only occasionally raises to his lips. He'd thought of getting something else, something more appropriate for the setting but shrugged it off for an old favorite. If he was going to be here, he may as well enjoy what he can.
He's growing more and more bored as time passes though and at this point, he's almost hoping for something to happen. At least that would liven things up a bit.
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As partners, they're always close enough to watch each others backs. She's done a little mingling and she returns to where he's standing, eyebrows raised with a smirk across her lips.
"Try not to look so thrilled."
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Really, he wouldn't mind being here so much if he'd just have something to do. Or he knew the purpose behind it all. Either one would suffice really.
"How're you holding up? Anyone interesting out there?" He makes a vague gesture towards the party-goes.
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"The same old crowd. Not that I've done a lot of talkign, but there's no one really interesting. Except the host... he's something... different." She's not sure what to think of him, yet, but she... likes him. Which, of course, doesn't absolve him from suspicion. "There's a sense of restlessness about everyone. Y'know. It's not often that we all get together to party."
After Calisto, it's not going to be easy just to relax.
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She wanders over to the drinks table and pours herself a glass of red wine before going to lean casually against a tree, sipping the wine every so often, and surveying the various other guests in her usual unobtrusive manner.
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It's the emotions he's high on, a heady mix of curiosity and ambition, and the natural wariness that comes from any group of demons in a large place. And demonic emotions are so much more... potent.
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"So it seems that there are some Demons left in Chicago after all," he says. "Hardly the makings of an empire, but I'm hardly an emperor. How are you enjoying the day?"
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"I always thought of you more as a prince, myself," he says, knowing that El will catch the reference. Charming and Machiavellian hold equal weight. It's not that he's flirting (though he'll play that game, as well), but the compliment is, again, not an empty one. Oh, he'll admit he can kiss up with the best of them, but Elashte gets his genuine (there's that word again) regard.
"And I think you may have outdone yourself." He gestures at the party in progress. Elashte has always had exquisite taste, and that's one of the reasons Eric likes him.
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