Character(s): Hades and party goers! A handful of natives, and later a crapton of Neoshadows.
Content: After the Doctor gets back from his trip to the church.
Setting: Ceu de Mouraria
Time: Evening; Week 2
Warnings: None at the moment. Will probably be later |D
OOC note (UPDATED): Okay, so, Hades has made his official introduction. Anyone that
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He still didn't trust the place, though, and so he looked from similar face to similar face, trying to find Hades. But the god couldn't have been here, because he would have stood out easily amongst the blonds.
Uneasily, Sora settled against a wall, watching the door, waiting for Hades.
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He noticed one kid near his own age standing near the door with what looked like a giant key in hand. "Man you must be a great valet, you only have to keep track of one big key," Static said to him in a joking tone. He held a gloved hand up in greeting and smiled, aside from Sailor Jupiter he hadn't really met many people his own age.
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"Nah, it's a bunch of really big keys, it's a pain," he said with a laugh, settling his key on his shoulder in a more relaxed position. "Are you here for the party?"
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He looked around before nodding, "Sort of. The invitation didn't sound all that great to me...but I figured as the new superhero in town I needed to fulfill my obligation of attending any public events that might not turn out so great."
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She was wearing a billowing black skirt with a lacy hem that provided her with easy movement and sandals donned her feet, revealing toe nails painted red. She crossed her legs at the ankle and held up a black gloved hand so she could place a drink order. A small bag hung from a thin strap off her shoulder and was also black. Her top was a white shirt with ruffled sleeves and a square cut at the top to show off her cleavage. Her hair was loose from any sort of clip and hung down around her in long strands.
She tilted her head to look around the place, "A rather slow gathering. Hopefully things will pick up soon."
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His one concession to the dress code was a white bow tie clipped to the neck of his robes where the hole for his hood began. He didn't like it, but he believed it was human custom to "dress up" for these sorts of functions. He could not blend in physically, but he might as well try to follow the social code.
He found himself near Yuuko, with whom he remembered conversing over the journals. BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR.
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She took a drink, not at all phased by a talking skeleton, "It's not a wish...granted I probably phrased it poorly," she paused an smiled, "it's rather inevitable that things will pick up. After all, this is the Lord of the underworld we're talking about." She smiled slightly, "Nice tie by the way."
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INDEED. He was another person with which Death wished to speak - it seemed there was a bit of overlap in their job descriptions. THOUGH I FIND IT DIFFICULT TO TRUST A MAN WHO SPEAKS THAT FAST AND STILL THROWS A BORING PARTY.
Ah, the tie. I DISAGREE. But it was social convention, was it not? BUT THANK YOU.
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He had to admit, whoever this group presumed themselves to be, they had an interesting way of making themselves known. He had to wonder if they were as subtle as they were showy.
Just what sort of trap did they have in store?
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Oh, but there was Marluxia. She flashed a quick, innocent-looking smile, but left it up to him to approach. After all, a gentleman should approach a lady.
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"A fine place to have a party, don't you think?"
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"Thank you," she said, accepting the glass. "It's nice to meet a gentleman here."
Her voice dropped so only he could hear her. "All the better for us to watch the door."
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The Englishwoman was certain that this was a trap, and so had bought a small black purse in the city to keep her pistols in, along with a few other supplies that she could fit inside. She had come alone, though she was expecting to see people she knew around here, and she wondered just how many were showing up. She sat down and ordered a glass of wine, content to watch the people filter into the building for the moment.
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The guy said it'd be pretty snazzy, so Sonic had stopped by a shop and picked up a black bowtie. Not his usual style, sure, but he had a feeling they wouldn't let him in if he didn't at least make an effort to dress up.
He'd gotten in just fine, and he wasn't surprised to see Lara had done the same. "Hey Lara!" He zoomed up next to her and grinned. "Lookin' good."
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"I haven't seen you for a while. How are you?" She made a mental note to keep the conversation light, in case anyone was listening. One could never be too careful where apparent lords of the Underworld were concerned.
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"I'm doin' good," he replied lightly. "Better'n I was doin' a few days ago, at least." He still didn't fully understand what the Doctor had done with that little tool of his, but he was glad Robotnik hadn't figured out how to do it too.
He figured a change of subject was in order. "Hey, have you seen the guy who called this thing?" He lowered his voice a bit. "I don' think he's on the up-and-up, if you know what I mean."
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And now he was here, with the bat-girl, dressed in a black bow tie and dress shoes that hurt his feet. He'd needed some time to get used to them so he wouldn't fall in case of a fight, but they would do. He'd grumbled about it the entire time, of course, but Rouge had managed to convince him that going undercover was needed. Stupid bat. He could smash the building in just as easily, if not more so.
The echidna sighed, not bothering to mask his irritation with the situation. Hopefully, Sonic wouldn't be here and he'd have less to deal with.
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Rouge stood at his side and surveyed the area. The host of the party was a bit of a mystery to her and it seemed as if he hadn't even arrived yet. Whatever was planned, she couldn't help but be curious. Maybe she would find a way to work it to her advantage. Until it happened, though...
A small smirk appeared on her lips as her eyes returned to watch the echidna and without moving her gaze, she grabbed a drink off of a passing waiter's tray and took a sip. "At least the music here is decent~"
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He humphed at the bat, his face set in its perpetual frown. "It's not my type," he grumbled. Then again, nothing would please him, considering his mood. He much preferred silence to the idle chatter of the people nearby, anyway - but had he been in a less foul mood, he would have (maybe) admitted that the music wasn't bad.
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Rouge turned to face him fully and moved a little closer, though making sure to keep some distance. Scaring or traumatizing him was not her intention, at least, not this early into the party. "You should relax~ People will get suspicious if you keep acting like that."
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