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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[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]

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