Character(s): Everyone! Come on down~
Content: Urd throws a pool party at Jogo da Crianca for everyone to enjoy.
Setting: Jogo da Crianca pool!
Time: Noon until night.
Warnings: Probably none. Maybe blatant fanservice of all the sexy (and not so sexy) characters.
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It's been too long since the citizens of Paixao made use of the fairly impressive pool at the park. )
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And if all he had to do to show this woman up was attend the party? All the better. He thought he'd read something somewhere about what the party was supposed to be, but who had time to remember things like that? There were more important things to focus on!
Although, now that he had actually arrived at the party, Mao quickly realized that maybe he should have paid just a little more attention to what he had read.
For a moment he just stood there gaping. Then... "A... A pool party?!" he exclaimed, horrified. That woman had tricked him after all! No! Absolutely not ( ... )
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Again, for a moment, Mao was left speechless. For a moment.
"What the hell's wrong with you?! First you force me here, and now you're acting like I'm not supposed to be here?!" Just what was wrong with her, anyway?!
Although... messing up her party, huh? If only this were another setting.
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"Just don't talk to anyone, you creepy little monster. You'll freak everyone out!" With a "hmph," she turned and walked past him resolutely. With her back to him, her lips curved into the barest of smiles.
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"Would you like some company? I'm Lenne, by the way, have we met before?" Awkward, but to the point. How quickly her people skills had rusted in this city.
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"Thank you very much," she finally managed. "It's nice to meet you in person, Tifa," she added, accepting the glass of juice with another thank you, and taking a seat on the chaise beside the other woman. She set her plate down between, and offered Tifa anything she might like off of it, she'd taken far too much for herself, anyway.
"Here trying to get to know your clientele?" she asked playfully, adding a wink to make sure Tifa realized she was joking. She hardly planned on making the woman talk business, this was a party, after all.
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But they'd be waiting for a long time, because today this Lord of the Dead was taking a day off! ... At least that's how it would appear.
No, no, Hades would not take center stage for this event. Instead, he comes with his own morbid looking pool chair, a cocktail, and one could not forget the most hideous part of all - the pair of deep blue swim trunks, covered in lighter skull and crossbones.
It was good to be a god. He stretches out on his chair, surprisingly near to the pool, looking none-too-worried about it at all. He was a ray of sunshine. Really!
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She made her way to him, forcing her face into smooth, cool indifference. "You actually came. Are you just that bored, Hades?" Face to face, she could see why so many were terrified of him -- he looked more like a monster than a god. The dark aura of power that radiated from him was enough to set her teeth on edge. She stood in his light, arms folded under her chest and head tilted in arrogant challenge.
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He looks up, 'smiling' at her. "I said I would now, didn't I? Wouldn't want to go back on my word, spoil anyone's hopes and dreams, you see." He laughs, holds up his drink in a way to cheer, then decides to summon a second one in his free hand. It looked to be a martini of sorts. "Would you like one, dear? I promise it's not poisonous."
And if she chose to take it, it actually wasn't.
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She smirked, which was really the closest thing to a smile she could muster in his presence and took the glass from his hands. "Oh, thank you," Urd purred, batting her eyelashes. Without any hesitation, she the tipped martini back to her mouth and drained it in one go. She tossed the glass over her shoulder, which promptly burst into a puff of black smoke before disappearing.
Urd always was pretty impetuous.
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Consequently, it was the perfect place for a moment of subterfuge. No one would expect to see him there. No one would either, or at least not anyone who was recognizable as Zexion, the sixth member of Organization XIII. No, the man anyone passing by would see was a rather unremarkable (if somewhat pale) young man with ill-trimmed red hair.
Nothing out of the ordinary, just another lost soul trapped in a cage of a city.
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Still, just because he was avoiding getting directly involved didn't mean he couldn't enjoy some fun in the sun either. After all, when it came to meeting new people, there were few places better than a pool party.
Wearing sandals, swim trunks, sunglasses and a unbuttoned white shirt, the owner of Wild Cat Coffee made his way around to the pool, an easy smile on his face.
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"You're right about that sister," he agreed. "Nothing quite like some fun in the sun to get people to forget their troubles."
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