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Post by Ciel on Mar 10, 2013 17:08:40 GMT -6
Karen was cleaning up and setting out chairs. This party would be fun. It had been a while since everyone had seen her. She'd lost a little weight, and in her new shirt and skirt, they'd be able to tell. She danced around in her boots, her new engagement ring on her finger. She was singing to herself and moved on to hanging up decorations. "Honey cat? Are you ready?"
"Yes, Kitten. I am! I am even wearing Lady's attire..."
"I hear the annoyance in your voice, Honey Cat. Don't think I don't. When Ere and Lys get here, you can ask them."
Ciel's voice brightened from the front room. "All right! I shall await everyone right here!"
Karen chuckled. Even if this party dragged, it would still be fun. Not much could really go wrong.
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Nyxereos
Bourgeois
The Dark Earth
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Post by Nyxereos on Mar 10, 2013 17:16:56 GMT -6
Nyxereos was waiting outside of the establishment, patiently. His Master would be along soon. Or at least that was what the Fallen Elite had understood. Why he sent Nyx ahead of him was something the former angel would never understand. How was he supposed to do his job if his charge sent him on ahead?
In any case, he knew he had to stay at the door... He did not want another hand print. He had enough scars.
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Post by Lysandor on Mar 11, 2013 22:26:14 GMT -6
A little late, and looking slightly tired, Jess wanders in, followed by her plethora of alter-egos. Lysandor - for once - is dressed in clothes that don't look older than his counterpart. Illyon is dressed in his usual neck-to-toe clothing, and gazes about the room with a bored expression. Tybalt, and his lieutenant, Roka, follow - both in the Imperial garb of the Palace Guard. And taking up the rear, looking both annoyed and shy, is a youthful-looking Rachet Pe'ri in a flattering dress.
"Hello all!" Jess says, announcing herself with a wave to the room. "Er... Well, hello again, everyone!" She bounces over to Karen. "How've you been, lately, hun? Well, since we last spoke. Where's Grumpus McGee? I have someone to introduce him to!"
As per usual, Lysandor ignores his human and goes to greet Ciel with a courtly bow. "Lady Trakand." He rises, a ghost of a smile playing at his lips. "It has been far too long. You look breathtaking."
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Illyon
Denizen
Marquis Incubus
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Post by Illyon on Mar 11, 2013 22:28:39 GMT -6
The Devil Incubus takes up residence somewhere in the back, looking around for signs of servants or caterers. When none are forthcoming, he simply goes to the beverage table himself and looks over the options. Finding a decent vintage, he opens it and pours himself a glass of bloodwine.
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Tybalt
Denizen
Captain of the Palace Guard
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Post by Tybalt on Mar 11, 2013 22:33:46 GMT -6
"Wait by the door," Tybalt instructs his Kitsune Pe'ri lieutenant. "I'll go in and see what's going on."
"Er, Captain?"
"What?"
"You can't-" Roka waves at Tybalt's face "-you know, see."
Tybalt raises an eyebrow. "And yet, I know you gestured at me."
"Well... good point," Roka admits. "But I should still check to see what's going on - and who's here."
"No, you're staying by the door," Tybalt told him. "You can see, so you can make sure no one gets in with weapons."
"...Oh."
And so, the blind Devil walks in, navigating the room surprisingly well for his lack of vision. He pauses at Ciel and Lysandor, and bypasses them to Karen and Jess.
"Evening, Ladies."
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Post by Eira on Mar 11, 2013 22:49:00 GMT -6
The Rachet Pe'ri waits at the door for the Palace Guards to finish their conversation. She bites back a sigh, and takes advantage of the delay to take in her surroundings. Dull, ember-colored eyes fell on the silvery Fallen waiting outside. Her nose twitches slightly, and she glances back at the guards - who are still talking! Smoothing the fabric of her asymmetrical skirt, she makes her way over to the Fallen.
"Are you one of the door guards, too?" she asks. "If not, I'd go in through the back. I heard those two-" she gestures to Tybalt and Roka, who have finished their conversation "-say something about frisking people to check for weapons. Unless, of course, you're into that sort of thing, then by all means, step right up. I hear the Pe'ri is a soft touch." She looks him up and down, and smiles. "Eira Jardis, by the way, Secretary of the Leccubi Council, for what it's worth."
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Post by Vesper on Mar 12, 2013 10:24:47 GMT -6
As Becky walks up to the door with Vesper in tow, she regards the people outside with some curiousity and after a moment addresses Roka. "Have you all taken up smoking or something?"
Vesper sighs and moves around her player. She gives Becky a sharp look and nudge with her tail. "Lieutenant, pardon the prattle. If we may pass and join the other guests?"
Behind her the human mutters darkly and shoves her hands into the pockets of her sweater. "I will make you stutter when you talk to him, powder puff."
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Post by Ciel on Mar 31, 2013 20:43:20 GMT -6
Karen chuckles and points outside of the door. "He's out there. He seems to think that The Regent has it out for him. As far as I can see... Wait, did you say you had someone to introduce to him? Like a woman?" She raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "You know what... I wanna see this. Can we spy without being noticed?"
Ciel bounced ever so slightly on her toes as Lysander addressed her. "You look very handsome tonight as well, Lys. Is Ere here yet? I see the Becky..." The Devilcat actually paused to blush. " I am happy to hear that you still find me breathtaking... Even after everything. I do so love that about you."
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Nyxereos
Bourgeois
The Dark Earth
Posts: 102
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Post by Nyxereos on Mar 31, 2013 20:51:20 GMT -6
The Elite barely understood that the lady was speaking to him. When it became oddly clear that it was him that she was speaking to... He never took his eyes from the stretch in front of the door and made sure to keep a watchful eye out for his Master when he replied to her. "I am happy to meet you, Lady Eira. I hope that you will be safe and sound inside this establishment for the remainder of your evening." His white hair was blowing in the breeze and he shoved it aside. He did not like his uniform, but the way he felt didn't matter. Adjusting the collar of the mandarin style top he wore, he steadied his arms behind his back to try and keep himself from getting tired. He truly hoped that his Master would be here soon...He wasn't very good at dealing with other beings.
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Post by Zhian on Mar 31, 2013 20:57:15 GMT -6
The kitsune stepped out from the trees. Her head was held high and she'd posted her children around the perimeter. They knew what to do and they had exercises to keep them from hurting each other while sparring. Thankfully her Zen training did not make her give in to worry. She glided up the path, earrings and chains barely making sound as she made it to the large silver Fallen at the door. She looked around and softly spoke. "May I speak to someone in charge?"
She did not like risking standing so close to those who were not her children, but she felt that she should risk it. She wanted to see the inside of the dwelling. Just because she was a Zen master, did not mean she was not curious.
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Bardiel
Bourgeois
Outlands Wanderer
Posts: 147
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Post by Bardiel on Apr 1, 2013 1:13:17 GMT -6
With a cascade of dirty feathers Bardiel appears above the door, hanging upside down from the roof. “Recruit Choir Commander Bardiel of Heaven's Angelic Host,” the fallen salutes by crossing himself forehead to sternum.
“Don't let my companion's professional and tactful attitude fool you kit-o,” he says to the kitsune vixen, while he makes an inverted and hopeless attempt to brush himself off. “But I'm the one in charge of security.”
The topsy turvy fallen quickly gives Zhian the once over, the down-up in this case. However if he notices the bladed disk at her hip or the rustling within the distant trees he gives no sign and says to his silvery counterpart “Better let her in brother, she seems legit.”
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Post by Skalp on Apr 1, 2013 1:37:25 GMT -6
Kurt is still some time away, hands buried deep in his pockets. On his shoulders Skalp is perched like some kind of knife-edged, featherless vulture. The duo are howling an Aqua song at the top of their lungs like a pair of tone deaf cats.
“Are you always so late?” the demonling asks as they finish singing.
“Yeah...” Kurt glances at his watch with a frown. “I have to make it through all those damn time zones.”
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Post by Lysandor on Apr 6, 2013 10:00:12 GMT -6
Jess giggles conspiratorially and nods. "I think we can bypass the Grumpus's Elite-o-vision to spy on him, especially since Bardiel and Roka are going to be causing a distraction." She sighs happily and smiles. "I can always count on those two."
With a brief wave at Tybalt, Jess takes Karen's hand and sneaks to spy on Nyxereos. This can't possibly go wrong.
Lysandor, as usual, ignores Jess's antics, and focuses instead on Ciel. He smiles a little at her - her exuberance as well as her admission.
"While you are always breathtaking, Ciel," he murmurs, brushing her hair aside, "you look especially so now. I am sure our Queen would agree, if she were hear to see it." He looks up and searches through the growing crowd, then frowns slightly. "I have not seen her. She and the High Chancellor might be planning an entrance."
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Post by Roka on Apr 6, 2013 10:14:02 GMT -6
Roka blinks at the sudden crowd in front of him, all waiting to gain entrance. His wings shift, almost defensively, and his ears briefly twitch back before homing in on the first demon and human to walk up.
"Vicountess Fidele," he says with a slight bow, and steps aside to let her and Becky pass. He pitches his voice low, so only she and possibly Becky can hear. "He's inside."
The Pe'ri turns to the next demoness, and cannot stop his ears from flattening against his head. The fur on his tail stands on end and his eyes widen almost imperceptively, but he makes no movement. He opens his mouth to reply, but before he can even come up with something to say, Bardiel pops in from above. His ears relax against his head and he shakes his head slightly.
"Sumimasen, joshi-san," Roka says softly, almost reluctantly, "but I am the Elite in charge. If you would, please, step aside, and I will search your person to ensure you do not have weapons." Roka looks almost apologetic. "Only Elite are allowed to carry weapons beyond this point."
((Apologies for Roka's excessive use of Japanese! Translation: excuse me, miss))
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Post by Eira on Apr 6, 2013 10:23:18 GMT -6
If the Fallen's brusque reply bothered her, Eira doesn't show it. Instead, she smiles not unlike a wolf scenting blood, as though she could sense the Fallen's discomfort. Of course, she is willing to admit that he probably has something else on his mind, but what fun!
She takes a step closer, turning her body so she isn't facing him directly, but rather looking the same direction as he.
"I'm sure I will be very safe inside," she replies, her tone giving her words a whole other meaning. "May I ask a personal question, Master Elite?" She turns to him, her head cocking to the side. "Are you always so stiff and unbending, or am I just lucky to catch you at it?"
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Post by Ciel on Apr 8, 2013 14:20:41 GMT -6
Karen laughs and follows Jess. This should be fun! Watching someone else fail to notice flirting is always a good past time.
Ciel's face fell a bit. "You do not see her?" She turns to look nearing the back door and shakes her head. "Perhaps you are right and I am making too much of it... But Lys," she turned to him, that look he knew so well in her eyes, "what if something happened?"
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Nyxereos
Bourgeois
The Dark Earth
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Post by Nyxereos on Apr 8, 2013 14:30:59 GMT -6
At her question, his face slid into a mask of what appeared to be silent stoicism, which was in fact a very mild discomfort. His voice lowered and he continued to look out into the night and the trees. "Miss, I am set to guard this domicile. I am not sure that I am allowed to answer questions as such. I am set to guard and make sure that no unsavory..." It was then that he noticed Zhian. With a slight turn of his head to Roka, he spoke a bit louder. "Should I check her, Roka-sama?"
Anything to get him out from the unerring gaze of the woman beside him was well worth the effort it took to do so. She made him terribly self conscious and uncomfortable. Two things he already had in spades.
((Sorry about him... He's REALLY playing hard to get...*sweatdrop*))
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Post by Zhian on Apr 8, 2013 15:04:05 GMT -6
Zhian shook her head slightly, not bothering to frown. "Sumimasen, senshi-san. But my weapons stay. I will not risk my own safety or that of my children, should something go wrong inside. Consequently I do not relish being touched, either."
She looked past Roka to the inside of the building that her keen eyes could see, tails twitching softly. "Besides, I know that you are merely head of the guard. Is there not a monarch or someone higher around? I would like to speak to them, if it pleases you, senshi-san. And if it does not, I will melt back into the forest and you will not see us."
She stood very still when she finished her thought. She felt soft draws of power leeching from those around her. She was not enitrely worried. If this tactic failed, she would leave them in peace and watch from outside the perimeter. Her intent was not to harm anyone. This seemed to be a party and she wasn't in the mood for games or sparring.
She regulated her breath as she awaited an answer.
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Post by Vesper on Apr 8, 2013 18:26:10 GMT -6
If the Vicountess hears Roka she doesn't react but her tail swishes so violently that Becky hangs back. She waves at Kurt and Skalp and grins at Roka before following Vesper inside. "Don't let guard duty get you down. Things look like they're getting interesting out here."
"Hey Kari, J. Kurt's right behind me." She says with a wave as pass. "And Ciel, Ere's fine. She said something about needing to get dressed. I don't know what she meant." She shrugs and finds a chair to flop into.
Vesper glances around the room and realizes that there are very few people in it. She takes a quick deep breath before moving towards Tybalt. "H-hello Captain." she says softly, her cheeks flushing violet as she glares momentarily at Becky.
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Post by Valentine on Apr 8, 2013 18:49:22 GMT -6
As Valentine walks up and surveys the scene she simply raises her eyebrows and keeps going. She moves right past the crowd with a polite. "Excuse me." The ambassador joins the Marquis at the refreshment table. "Since this promises to be the usual sort of silly affair I invested in something to help us pass the time." She holds up a small rectangular wooden case.
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