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"Just blend in," Ash said to himself as he walked into the ballroom with his hat tipped over his eyes and his hands in his pockets. He fixed his bright red tie and strode over to a wall to lean up against. Being around vampires made him extremely uncomfortable, so much so that he even went as far as to keep a human shape to his ears and to keep his tail tucked in. He didn't harbor a grudge against vampires for his past, he knew better. He knew that for the sake of the two towns, he would have to look past his own insecurities and try to rectify the mistakes that were made.

A surprised expression crossed Pieta's face. Discovering it was the missing PQ, a smug grin spilled across Pie's lips. A friendly yet sarcastic tone escape her lips, "Well it seems that I'm no longer alone. Took you long enough to come down." She danceyed a few steps with PQ. Then she playfully winked at her good friend, "Had to chum it up with Edmund and Louie?"

"Human. Well, for the most part, that is. I had a bit of an "accident" this past year." She tilted her face to highlight the large scar running through a dead looking eye. "The Elite Guard over in Barton kicked me out saying the damage was irreparable, but the Aekeans managed to fix me up the only way they knew how. They replaced the whole damned thing with a fully functional mechanical eye. If it weren't for Aekea, I'd be off the force and half blind."

Hayley was insecure about her robotic part, and wanted to change the subject badly. Thankfully, she saw what looked, from the description she'd heard already, to be the host of tonight's events.

"Say, isn't that the famous PQ over there?" she asked Keel as the robot girl joined Pieta on the dance floor.

"Heh..."

She hesitated. She wasn't exactly one for dancing. She was more than graceful in combat, but the second she set foot on that floor, she knew she'd end up as if she had two left feet. She was looking forward to meeting PQ, of course, but she had hoped that would happen on a less awkward note.

"Let's just say the dance floor isn't exactly my terrain of choice." She crack a half smile. "You can go on ahead, if you'd like. It seems like some more people are starting to filter in, and I've got a lot of unfamiliar faces to, well, familiarize myself with."

Before she could be embarassingly persuaded on to the dance floor, Hayley tipped her hat with a smile and removed herself from conversation with Keel with a quick, "See you around!"

She mingled with the sparse crown eagerly, hoping to actually talk to one of the vampires. However, the few that happened to be attended seemed engrossed in their own conversations or in Frogger's delicious pastries. Apparently the ones meant for the less than living were just as good as the ones she had tried.

She spotted a man in a dark hat and a scarlet tie standing alone against one of the walls. His body language betrayed a hint of anxiousness, and with his attire, she thought there was a good chance he was a vamp. With their numbers at the party being what they were, she wouldn't be surprised if he was overwhelmed by the Aekean presence.

Making her way across the room, she placed herself right next to him with her back to the wall and her arms crossed. "So, you enjoying the party, stranger?"

At this distance she could see the scars that outlined the lower parts of his face, but his eyes were still shielded from her vision. With scars like that and hair that white, he must be one of those vampires..., she thought to herself.

"I beat he's around here somewhere. It's a chance for him to see Sam in a dress." She chuckled as they danced. Twirling around for a moment, her smile grew. She patted the cyborg on the shoulder, "Ah, it happens to all of us." The music ended and Pie curtsied to her.

She could tell PQ was worried, it was her shindig. If someone died, the blame would fall on her. About to answer that no one had been bat food, she was interrupted by PQ's phone. She read PQ's expression, and waved her off. PQ was an important political figure in Aekea and that mean't being on the clock not matter what. Pie swiftly exited the dance floor and decided to help herself to some dinner. Off to the bacon wrapped land! She thought with a spring in her step.

"We'll see," he replied as he tipped his hat up, his red and blue eyes glowed under the dimly lit ambiance.

"You must be the soldier from barton who couldn't keep collateral damage to a minimum," he remarked looking into her eyes. " Guess you had similar worked done too?"

"No, not a vampire. I'm more along the lines of wolf man and the son of Frankenstein," he remarked, tapping his left shoulder with his right knuckle. the percussion it made was muffled by the polyester shirts but faint sounds of metal could be heard.
"An arm and a leg so to speak, welllll, more or less an arm than a leg. Truth be told I'm tryin' to keep a low profile. Vamps don't like me that much,"