RP Sunday: Open to all, happy Spring~

[dainty_ofcourse]

Signs have been up for a while. The one at the venue has been vandalized fixed:

MAY DAY Golden Week! TEA PARTY
Cupcakes and tea provided. All else available for purchase.
Donations go to:

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[dainty_ofcourse]

Senri's over there, parked at a table and chatting away. He's telling the psychic all about his life -- as if he doesn't call Taiki several times a day and they haven't been glued together for the past 10 years.

...Talking to Taiki and watching Ash make softcore porn with frosting.

Thank God for new Loft patrons, that's all he has to say.

[a_peaceful_aura]

He doesn't need to look up to get a full dose of that aura. Long fingers turn a card over and he plays the jack of diamonds. "Do you mind?" He asks quietly, speaking in Japanese since they're the only two in the immediate area.

Senri responds with a very definitive -if distracted-, "No."

Secondhand lust towards a stranger in the Loft is really the last thing he needs or wants. However Taiki does flick a glance over at the two, black eyes immediately zeroing in on The Strange in the smaller man's aura. My, my -- look at all those colors. Staring at Lacroix but not actually looking at the physical body. Instead the psychic will sift through all the layers in the astral body, picking apart the individual shades and tracking their intersections.

--Until Senri kicks the leg of his chair. "You're being creepy again. ...And rude since we're in the middle of a conversation. Pay attention." The designer scowls a little but immediately takes up his previous tangent on Daisuke and baseball games

[asher_embry]

Ash finally looked away from Lacroix, just to take a look around since his attention has been pretty focused for the last few minutes on the other man at his table. Aaaand he happened to catch a glimpse of Taiki looking over at Lacroix, so of course he had to point that out.

“Hey, Senri’s friend’s looking at you,” Ash whispered to Lacroix, trying to act as inconspicuous as possible. ...but then again, Taiki had been looking at them too, so it wasn’t like anyone could call Ash a spy, could they? Of course not. “Sure you don’t want to invite them over? Or at least go say ‘hi.’ Go on, be social.” He gave Lacroix’s foot a nudge to encourage him to get up and go over to Senri and Taiki.

[lacroix_styles]

He was being stared at by people he didn't even know, wow, that brought back some uncomfortable memories right there, how fun. Especially the sort of staring that accompanied silent questioning; it made him nervous and that translated in those little ticks, at the time that being a murmured response and an itch along his wrist that was impossible to ignore.

Rolling his shoulders back against the chair, rubbing at his arm through the black fabric over his skin trying to tame down that sensation entirely in his own head, he looked rather doubtful. Needless to say, Lacroix had made a point of avoiding people that stared at him

[dainty_ofcourse]

The sad fact is, Taiki makes most everyone uncomfortable. He's quiet, skeletal, expressionless, and has very large, deep black eyes that are always fixed on the person but never quite at them. There's a little regret over making people uneasy but honestly after over twenty-six years eliciting that emotion, the dark shade is easy to ignore

[lacroix_styles]

And there would be Senri, with the other one in tow, on his way across the floor to join them. The usual eagerness to meet a new person only slightly dampened by the fact that said new person was scrutinizing him moments before, none the less Lacroix makes an effort to be friendly.

"Hello Senri," the greeting being his normal brand of cheerful, though he can only offer a nod to Taiki as he didn't know a name to address the man by. Which of course sparked the general idea that Senri also wouldn't have known Ash's name and since he was the one who gestured for them to come over he probably should into people. "This is Ash," simple enough, yes, "And I told you Senri's name before. Though I don't really know your name."
The latter having been directed to Taiki even if he did have a theory as to who the man is given that he had seen him before in the past in the near area of Senri

Is there an order? :|a Don't let me mess a round-robin up.

[a_peaceful_aura]

Less outright staring and more watching as Taiki settles in. His attention follows the introductions, taking in the entire aura and quickly disassembling it for the most relevant parts. Lacroix's discomfort is a little distracting -worming its way along the base of his skull and prickling at skin under the blue checkered scarf around his neck- but pushed aside for now. If it gets any worse then it will edge its way into the empath's emotions and actions.

How interesting Ash's aura is will dictate just how much time Taiki spends creeping out Lacroix.

"I remember!" Senri chirps when Ash is introduced. "And this is Kayashima." A bobbing head bow from Taiki again. "How is everyone? No one's floating or glowing today so it must not be too bad..."

Nooo, no order :) You can reply whenever!

[asher_embry]

Unfortunately, Ash was just a plain human -- not a vampire, not a were-creature, not a mage, no magic powers of any sort. At the moment, he was quite content; he’s had a cupcake, had ample opportunity to be amused at Lacroix’s sheepish stumbling, and he was actually being social now instead of sitting by himself, which was always a good thing. The worst he felt now was a tiny bit guarded; he’d met Senri before, yes, but he’d never talked to Taiki before, had only been in the same room with him once when they were all watching movies together -- Ash would have to refrain from saying anything too odd until he got a better sense of what Taiki’s comfort zones were. All in all, his aura was most certainly not as interesting as Lacroix’s was.

…Floating? Glowing? Senri must have been talking figuratively, of course -- like someone who was so happy that they were exuding positive energy, that type of floating. Ash has never seen any floating people before, nor glowing people; it’s probably a good thing he was not around for the whole

Yeah, we have no plan for these things, like...ever. XD

[lacroix_styles]

In the attempt to regain some manner of calm he glanced over and studied the near area until he spotted where Hector was sitting looking bored with the world; it was a security blanket of sorts in knowing he was there.
Nerves somewhat eased, he tried to engage the conversation without looking like a total lost cause.

His hands ended up in his lap and his hair over his eyes somewhat, trying to shake off the feeling that Taiki was still looking at him oddly was one he couldn't shake.
"Hi," he offered, thinking perhaps if Taiki were addressed directly then maybe he would lose that determined curiosity. A very earnest effort at being friendly, he smiled as well.

Besides, Senri was busy talking to Ash and he didn't want to nudge his way into their conversation.

[a_peaceful_aura]

"Hello." Senri repeats, leaning forwards a little to readjust the hem of his shirt -- it was pulling against the chair a bit on the left. He perks up when Ash asks about the contract, pleased at both the subject and the man remembering. "Really well! Next week I'll get another order so I'll know the actual figures, but from what I've seen just on sales notices it's all going well. It's probably about time for the website to go down or the production company to disappear without notice, but..." A shrug and he's smiling. It's a good thing he doesn't believe in jinxes. "And you? --Also, Lacroix, that hair!" A little wail and he'll try to reach over and touch the purple.

This is the one situation where Taiki's manners slip just a little. But there will be less outright staring while at the table, though he will watch the group, returning unconsciously to the most interesting and odd aura. However, Lacroix's discomfort has now fully settled into him and the psychic wonders (not for the first time) if it's such a great idea for Senri and

[lacroix_styles]

While he was busy being pawed at by Senri he took it in stride, even laughing softly at that wail and the horror behind it. "What? You don't like purple? But it's such a great shade of purple!"
Not that he was preening at the time, but he was happy about the color and how it had turned out; even if there had been nothing but mixed opinions on the matter.

"Overworking yourself again Senri," he 'tsked' a few times in playful teasing since Senri had gone after the hair remarks

[a_peaceful_aura]

ooc: So, um. I just had a root canal (part one!). I might be a little slow(er) depending on how things go once the numb wears off...b-bawwwwwHe clucks his tongue and sits again. "Overworking myself." Hmph. "The blue in it makes you look even more pale. I give all this good advice and no one heeds it." It's a hard life. Senri settles back in the seat and crosses his legs at the ankles, though he seems more amused than genuinely putout. He can't save everyone -- just look at Taiki. Much to Senri's horror, the psychic wears some version of the same outfit every day, regardless of season: a long-sleeve cotton shirt, checkered scarf, and denim jeans. Senri will persevere but Taiki can be surprisingly stubborn

[asher_embry]

ooc: :( ! I hope you feel better soon!
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“It’s not all that bad,” Ash mused, gesturing toward Lacroix’s very purple hair. Sure, Ash wouldn’t have had the balls to dye his own black hair some bright color -- the most extreme he did was bleach the tips of his hair platinum blond now and then -- but the look worked for Lacroix, in his opinion. Then again, maybe he was biased; he would have enjoyed Lacroix’s company even if the younger man’s hair was neon pink or yellow. “I like it.” Hopefully that meant something? He didn’t want Lacroix to think the whole world hated his hair; he’d seen online just how much Hector had seemed to dislike it, yikes.

...though speaking up now would probably make Senri doubt his taste, too. Oh, well.

[lacroix_styles]

[Ooouch, seriously, feel better soon! That's rough! :(]
--"But I'm naturally pale, no escaping it, might as well indulge it." Humor again, he rested his elbows on the table again and shrugged, smile still in place; yes, Senri's advice, it has gone unheeded. He still had faith in the designer though, it was simply that he had wanted to dye his hair badly and he rather liked the idea of purple at the time. "You'll just have to catch me when I have to bleach it again and help me decide what to do with it then

[dainty_ofcourse]

When Ash sides with Lacroix (whose motivations are SUSPICIOUS!) Senri gives a little harrumph. "Really, you should trust the more unbiased opinion." And he has no problem calling them out like that despite the fact that he really doesn't know anything about their relationship. Or Mr. Black Hair Bleached Tips

[asher_embry]

Love? W-whoa now, this was only the second time that he and Lacroix had met in person! ...not counting all the many, many journal comments exchanged and the late-night phone calls when Hector was asleep. Those definitely didn’t count. So yes, this was only their second meeting, so love certainly didn’t enter into the equation. That wasn’t to say Ash didn’t really like Lacroix, though -- he definitely did.

But the mention of ‘age difference’ made Ash heave a little sigh and facepalm for a moment; oh, he hated when age was brought up in conversation because it always made him feel ancient. Senri was only six years old than Lacroix, but Ash was eight years older. Oh god, nearly thirty. He would likely drink himself into unconsciousness on his thirtieth birthday. Thankfully that wasn’t for a couple years still.

"...do we have to talk about age?" he commented to the two men that remained at the table, finally dropping his palm again and giving them a bit of a pitiful look. He definitely hated age conversations, yes.