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.

[dainty_ofcourse]

To be fair, three out of four of the corners are harboring at least some degree of affection. Taiki feels dangerously outnumbered.

Finally someone that understands the age agony. The thirtieth birthday will be a dramatic one for the designer unless he's accomplished all his lofty goals. "No. Don't mind him," Senri grouches, bowing forward a little to lean his elbows against the edge of the table. "In high school he publicly declared that having to develop friendships was annoying. He's only slightly better now." He glances over his shoulder at the psychic, scowling a little. Really the age comment was just mean spirited.

"Soooo~!" Time for a subject change! "I didn't realize you two knew each other.

[lacroix_styles]

Wonderfully oblivious to the woes of age, or else he clearly didn't care, Lacroix had been listening and had lifted an eyebrow at the name comment. "My name sounds weird?"
Maybe compared to some of the more common attempts at the idea; but he didn't really think it was as strange as Senri made it out to be. It left him mentally sounding out the part Senri point out, and that had distracted him for a few seconds.

Being the apparent youngest present he wisely decided not to chime in on the age commentary; if they felt old then woe for them, maybe Senri and Ash should try feeling like the clumsy kid of the group because that wasn't much fun either.
But, ultimately he didn't feel all those numbers were of much importance.

"I'm notoriously good at knowing people I shouldn't," the words were coupled with a grin and for the most part very true.

[asher_embry]

Ash was obviously grateful for the subject change, and he gave a little smile at Lacroix’s words. "People you shouldn’t know according to Hector, yeah." Lacroix’s bodyguard was on the other side of the cafe calmly sipping tea at the moment, so at least he wasn’t hovering over them while they were talking. That would have likely been a little uncomfortable for Ash, being constantly spied on. Besides, he thought Hector was overreacting a little. This was a really pastel cupcake party -- what was the worst that could possibly happen here?

"Hector might approve of you, though, right?" he asked, looking up at Senri. "You design menswear, and he has expensive tastes. I bet you can win him over." Senri had it easy in that sense. Ash was going to have to work a lot harder to win Hector’s approval, but he needed to do that, just so that Hector would never be tempted to forbid Lacroix from talking to him.

[dainty_ofcourse]

Even if he gives the room a quick glance, it's unlikely that Taiki will spot Hector. The mage will fade into the background like a piece of furniture. But Taiki will eventually return to the group, a little more at ease since he's coming of his own accord. The usual coffee is passed to Senri, a tea for himself, and a plate of those cupcakes as a type of peace-offering for the center of the table -- though he doesn't take one. Taiki quietly folds into his seat, doing his best to avoid interrupting the conversations.

"It doesn't make sense to me." Senri replies, still on the name subject. "I have to say it really slow and even then..." Even then he butchers it, likely. Sticking extra vowels in the middle and fudging the end -- it's certainly not a word intended for Japanese linguistics. "You need a nickname." A little mischievous smile and he thinks on that. Hmmm~

But Ash receives a nose wrinkle. "Approve? You make it sound like I'm being married off again. I'm not going to run around trying to win anyone over." Just a touch of

[asher_embry]

Lacroix had told Ash the name he’d had before going off to join Hector’s secret society -- or death cult, or whatever it was -- before changing his name to 'Lacroix.' But he’d promised not to share that with anyone, so he certainly wasn’t going to make mention of it now.

Senri’s disgusted tone of voice prompted Ash to offer an apology; he hadn’t meant to say anything to set Senri off. “No offense meant. I at least wouldn’t piss him off though if you still expect to see this one,” he said calmly, pointing his thumb briefly toward Lacroix. Hector was protective and controlling in Ash’s eyes, and he had no doubt that Hector would regulate Lacroix’s time spent with Senri if he determined that Senri could be a physical or emotional threat to Lacroix.

[lacroix_styles]

"Well, Hector is just...Hector; not much anybody can do about that." And really Lacroix didn't feel there was much need for the man to change. Granted, he often urged for small things, such as his conviction to one day get Hector to actually play some form of video game with him, but he wouldn't have demanded a change to Hector's personality because that was so vastly unfair

[a_peaceful_aura]

Taiki has no idea who any of these people are, let alone Hector. That's what he gets for never being around. The psychic will just sit and drink his tea while trying to track the conversations and return Lacroix's pleasantries. He's much more peaceful now that he's had opportunity to stare at the strangers for a bit and settle into the new atmosphere. Still quiet and content to remain in the background but less outright creeper