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 Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 8:49 pm
Leslie would carefully pick a tray before balancing on top of her secondary mouth as she grabbed a second tray. Going out with both drinks and caviar, the small hybrid would put on her best little girl smile as she began to mingle around the room and deliver her treats. It was time for her to hunt down whatever was of interest for them around here.
Aria would keep her smile up as she entered with Sub on her arm, giving a quick glance around the room before slipping from the man's grasp to go to the drink table. She needed something if she was going to be dealing with this and it needed to be a little stronger than the champagne.
Beau would take to the skies as he watched the others make their entrances, quickly locking onto where Mitch and the others were slipping in via the fire escape. Landing on top of the roof and sliding to a stop on the rusted metal of the fire escape, he would quickly slip inside with his cohorts.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 8:54 pm
As the others entered, if anyone was looking, they'd see a familiar face within the crowd of people. Aile was currently talking to a couple of nobles, laughing and smiling. Her hair was bow pulled into a small bun at the top of her neck, and she'd be in a long, slinky dress that appeared green normally until the light hit it in a certain way, when then gave it a red shine to it. In her hands would be a small, dark green clutch that she drummed her fingers on as she listened to the people. "Yes, I do plan on getting back into the archery competitions once I get fully settled. That might be a while, considering the family emergency that required my return. Mm?" once Blizz and Kaya were announced, she'd look up in slight shock. "Oh?"
"Oh yes. Apparently, that bird became nobility through the Battle Chateau. He may be from another region, but he was vouched for and climbed his way up." Distain would taint her voice as she described how Blizzard became nobility, the lady looking very disgruntled. "As for the other creature, I haven't a clue when he became nobility."
"I see. Well, I should like to talk to them. My experiences outside of Kalos have shown me that hybrids aren't all completely bad, purity of blood aside. If you'll excuse me, I should like to introduce myself to them." She bowed slightly, then glided her way over to them.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 8:59 pm
Darksol88 Seeing the next group coming with the earlier attendant, he'd start with Kaya. He'd ask for proof of the invitation and, whenever he received it, would check for his name. It'd take some time before he did. "Baron... Kaya? The pleasure is ours. Please, enter." He'd do as before, motioning for him to come in... just in time for the other attendant to start whispering to him. "The rest of you, I have some questions. First of all, who are you?" He asked, looking at Trish. "Second, who are you." A tone of distaste came over his voice, now turning to Darts. "Under... King? We've heard nothing of the sort." "Psst..." Both attendants would start discussing in hushed whispers. "There isn't anything like that here!" "But he says he's a king..." "He can't be our king." "But it says 'Under King'... maybe it's some underground thing here. Do you want him to have our heads if he really is a king?" This would go on for a while before both of them finally turned to face the rest. "My apologies," one of them spoke up. "All of you may enter. We... would be honored to have your presence, mister...?" They weren't sure just what to call Darts, and Under King didn't sound like a name on its own... still, the rest were able to go in, the attendants not wanting to risk wronging a king. Phew, well it looked like Darts' gamble was paying off yet again. Sometimes it helped to have a title that wasn't easily checked, sounded important, and was from a place obscure enough no one could dispute it being from their country. Darktornathore Silver would have to hold back from snapping at Clara's fingers as she played around with the fur on the hybrid's face. With the fur on their chin sticking out, Silver suddenly was feeling rather self-conscious about their appearance, and wound up raising one clawed hand to smooth their fur again. "My fur isn't long enough for that. That was incredibly uncomfortable, just so you know. My fur doesn't go that way," the hybrid would snarl out. After being asked to leave, however, Silver would let out a growl. "Good to know that your family's status in Sinnoh means nothing here-" Silver would start to speak before suddenly being tossed Darts's belt. Thankfully they didn't drop it, which was a surprise to Silver considering they couldn't actually see it being thrown, and only realized it was coming towards them based on sound alone. They would stifle another snarl at Darts's hybrid comment, trying to keep in mind that he didn't actually mean it that way.
In any case, Silver would follow behind Darts and Clara, trying not to get left behind. They would listen closely to the shuffling of the pair's feet in an attempt to judge the distance between them. The hybrid desperately wished they could let out one of their Pokemon to lead them, not entirely comfortable walking around in this sort of environment. Extremelictor Clara would let humph as darts swept her away, his status her nor there would help her enjoying his company. The damn demon and what not. Spite her better judgment Clara played along, ensure the smell of her hair would lead Silver along their path. "And what if in Fact you are pulled aside A second time. I-I don't think these men are idiots... Well I hope not." Clara said looking back at their same bouncer. However she did feel something awful when Darts spoke of her as his escort. The term seemed befuddling and condescending but if he gets her in, she'll forgive him of that at least. Lucky for her she wore contacts that day otherwise likely they would be thrown askew by darts parading of the Silver hair'd scientist. Probably would of been an easier trip if she simply lied and said she was the previous owner of snag a cup. Whatever. In all her inquiries and pondering she had noticed she hadn't thanks darts for attempting to get them in, "Thank you for at least helping us." The mild detest wouldn't be well hidden in her voice, despite her rather convincing acting just before. "Don't thank me yet sweetheart." Darts mutters out of the side of his mouth to her, his own bit of sarcasm in his voice equally obvious as hers as he continues to herd her and Silver towards the main part of the party. He stops for a moment to regard the blind hybrid for a second as the attendant asks him what he wanted to be announced as. "If we want this to work." he mutters, acting like he was conferring with his entourage as he gathers the both of them in close. "We need to project confidence. Confidence. When they yell what I tell them," This was directed at Silver as Darts pulls a post-it note out of his jacket alongside a pen and begins scribbling something on it. "You raise that belt above your head as high as you can and follow along behind us like we belong here. And you," This was directed at Clara as Darts rips the piece of paper free and stashes the writing implement and paper back in his pocket. "Try and act like you're having the time of your life and live a little. For once." Nodding a couple of times for effect, Darts turns back from the middle of the trio - back to the attendants still looking at him, he hands them the piece of paper, folded up. "Take that to the one doing the announcing and tell him to read it verbatim for our announcement. If you do this, I shall forgive your intrusion into questioning my royalty. Unlike," He adds snootily, looking back towards the attendant that had stopped Silver and Clara before. "A certain other attendant whose job may be hanging in question. He turns his ruby-red eyes intimidatingly back to their faces. Verbatim." He says in a tone that brooks no argument. "Are we clear?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 9:03 pm
"Well, at least we got in okay," Keiko said as we made our way in.
"Let's just hope it stays that way," I whispered to Keiko, patting Blizz on the back as we passed. Poor guy looked like he hated being here.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 9:14 pm
Silver's ears would twitch slightly as they listened to what Darts was telling them. Shifting the belt slightly so they had a better grip on it for when it was necessary to lift it. After all, Silver wasn't too keen on dropping it on their head. "Pretty sure I can manage that, on the condition that someone grabs me a decently strong drink once that's over with," the hybrid would say, giving a toothy grin. Turning their head slightly to 'look' over at Clara, Silver would gently place a hand on the girl's shoulder. Leaning down slightly, Silver would whisper in the girl's ear, "Just play along for now. I know you're not exactly keen on being around Darts, but, relax for a bit, okay?"
Stretching back up to their full height and allowing themselves to fall back again slightly. Silver figured this would work better if Darts was slightly ahead of them, since they were essentially acting as the other hybrid's servant for the moment. Silver would likely complain about that part later, but, for now, they needed to keep their toothy mouth shut.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 9:21 pm
"Isn't Kain the one into Drama and acting? Whatever. Alright" With what seemed like a magic spell Clara's cheeks would flush red as a large smile came across her face. With a joyful laugh she would wrap her arms tightly around darts, avoiding the spikes doing so.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 9:22 pm
Kaya couldn't blame anyone here for their distaste of him. He had to agree that his getting dubbed a Baron had to have been a fluke. Had it not been for his encounter with that one little whelp that had been determined he was trash, he wouldn't even be here now. As he entered the Chateau, he could feel the eyes boring into him. Maybe he should prove his worth before leaving? If Blizz could earn his own higher title, so could he, right?
"Calm down or you're going to have a stroke." Trish admonished, her hand on the side of her head. The Braixen hybrid hadn't learned to control her latent psychic abilities yet so wild thoughts like Kaya's anxiety-riddled ones were screeching at her like a million wild Noibat at once. All she got was a lot of "I hate them all and they hate me. Fun.", more or less.
"I'm trying but these people hate hybrids more than anyone else in the world. How am I supposed to be feeling in this place? I'm being discriminated against for absolutely nothing." Kaya shot back, quietly. Hopefully none of these nobles had exceptional hearing.
"Stop caring. Their opinions of us don't mean anything. Someone higher up than them recognizes that you have a title of nobility, now act like it. You should be carrying yourself with a level of confidence that outweighs their dislike of you." Trish countered, equally low in volume. Not like she particularly cared for this place, herself. There was a reason she hadn't come to visit since childhood.
Neither would notice Aile at first, though they would attempt to avoid Blizz when they saw him. No point in making things harder on him than they needed to be by having him seen associating with someone like them.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 9:54 pm
Taking the place of the rather gloomy servant, Connor had successfully slipped into the party with none the wiser. In fact, he was almost immediately handed a task of going around the room and serving the food on the tray. Typical. To these nobles, he was probably just another blank face, but that worked in his favor. Taking the nearest tray, he'd follow behind Leslie and begin surveying the room. Oh wait, he was suppose to smile. Connor would attempt it, though it came off more like he was in terrible pain and doing a poor job of hiding it.
"Thank you very much, Cera. Too kind" he thanked the Mew as she hoisted him up to his location. Once he did, he started looking around for his way in; specifically a window to pry open. But when he saw the Pokeball symbol and realized this was a battle field, he realized there must have been a proper way to get up here. "See ya, Cera. Try to stay out of sight. You can turn invisible or something, right?" Dan would say as he bid farewell, taking off on his own. And indeed he found it, a door that had seen the abuse of time, as well as a familiar face. "Hey, Issac! If you're going through the roof too, it must be a good idea" he grinned. The trainer was even more relieved that he wasn't by himself, just in case things got a little hairy.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 10:44 pm
For some reason, it appeared that the attendant was a bit skeptical of Rein as he came up. Though the invitation did look legitimate enough, things had found a way of going pear-shaped with the Snagems that had managed to get in through the front door and it left him cautious. Furthermore, he couldn't seem to find Rein's name in there. Hoping that maybe he was just some Baron that hadn't been listed, it was decided to let him in. In the meantime, the other attendant would look at the post-it note Darts had given him. A loud sigh left him as he read what was on it, slowly moving to start announcing the influx of people that had come in. Clearing his throat, he'd ring the bell to get everyone's attention and the speakers would come to life. "It is our pleasure to welcome the following people and any people they have brought as their guests,
Duke Blizzard
Baron Kaya
Baron... Charles
Royal Guardsman, Philippe de Neuvartault
Baron... ahem, I am sorry, I never caught this one's name." Despite the uncertainty in the attendant's voice, it sounded like he must've meant Rein, while "Charles" was the alias Terashi was using. He'd begin again without missing a beat, an even louder sigh being heard before what sounded like a deep breath. "And... the undisputed, undefeated, unconsecrated, unimitated, unrepeatable, uncanny, unachievable..." Another breath, as the attendant suddenly questioned his life choices. "...unthinkable, unapproved, unconcerned, uncaffeinated...
UNNNDDEERRRRRRRRRR KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING Dartsssssssssss. I would request to avoid questions."The speakers would make a loud click as they were turned off for the moment. Though the attendant kept to his duties, there was some consideration of taking his chances and getting a few glasses of wine. There were many comments to follow about the announcement and the airs Darts was putting off, but most of them would be drowned out by the presence of so many people. One might be able to hear the question of "what idiot let THAT guy in?" along with wondering how a hybrid could be any sort of king, however. Regardless, everything appeared to be a typical aristocratic party. Whatever the reveal was, it wasn't ready to happen just yet. While things would go decently enough for Leslie, no one that she mingled with were willing to give her information. Some would be nice enough to say that they knew nothing. Others either said they wouldn't tell a measly servant anything, let alone some "freak" of a hybrid. As one would guess, Amaranth didn't fare any better aside from not getting the disgusted looks or remarks that Leslie was receiving. It would even be the same for Connor, but an elderly man would speak up upon noticing the pained expression on his face. "A...are you okay?" As good fortune would have it, he had no idea that he was talking to someone so intimate with pain, adjusting the ascot around his neck before speaking again. "Pull yourself together!" "Don't mention it. And don't worry, I can keep myself safe," Cera replied, nodding and keeping herself low on the ground. As soon as Dan went through the door, she sighed and looked around to keep her wits about her. "Besides, last time I tried that invisible stuff, I was out of commission in a matter of seconds..."
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 11:42 pm
Silver would hoist the belt into the air as the attendant called out Darts's title and name, as they had been asked to do. As they did so, Silver had a very overwhelming urge to just chuck the belt at Darts, being that Silver didn't actually want to carry it, but, refrained from doing so to keep up appearances. The Houndoom hybrid's ears would perk up, attempting to listen in to what some of the nobles were saying about the entrance. Growling slightly at some of the more obnoxious comments, Silver would take a deep breath to calm themselves. Honestly, the hybrid was beginning to feel a little overwhelmed by all the noises surrounding them, and they found themselves almost wishing that they were deaf instead of blind.
Finally deciding to lower their arms after a few moments, Silver shuffled a bit further forwards, catching up to Darts and Clara again. "So, how long until the big reveal do you think?" the hybrid would quietly question the two. If either of the two looked back towards the hybrid, they might notice that Silver's dog-like ears were tilted down slightly, angled in such a way that they wouldn't be bombarded by quite as much of the loud noises surrounding them.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2016 10:46 am
"Now now, chère sœur. You know alcohol messes with your medications." The man currently going by Phillippe said as he quickly walked up to Aria and gently, but forcibly turned her around, smiling the whole while. "Get drunk on your own time." He whispered to her through his smile. With his arm locked around Aria's own and the girl pulled close, the imposter Royal Guardsman spotted Blizzard from across the way and once the hybrid locked eyes with him the man would flamboyantly wave at him, giving him a little wink and an eyebrow raise. Sub knew how much Blizzard hated this place, and he was going to make it worse.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2016 10:58 am
Aria would keep her act together as her 'guardian' once again drifted to where she was, taking her by the arm as she gave a graceful apology. "I am so sorry. I forgot how restrictive my medicine could be. Perhaps we could go look at the pretty treasures?" Leaning closer as Sub began to motion towards Blizz, she whispered, "Keep playing me up as the mental incompetent and you might find yourself being given a pre-emptive restraining order from a certain Elite Four member." Going along with 'Phillippe', Aria hoped that her request would help guide them towards where these people might be keeping the truly interesting treasures.
Leslie would force the smile on her face to be painfully wide and cheery as she was talked down to by the mass of people around her. All she needed was a good excuse and she was going to go around kneecapping the old fogies. Slowly sidling up to where Darts and his posse was, she would offer them a champagne flute before gesturing to the caviar on her other head. "Food or drinks?" She asked, watching carefully for anything that might tell her where she should be looking from the Giratina hybrid.
As for Beau, he was stuck at the moment in the rafters. Not that he minded, what with the good odds he could systemically collapse the entire ceiling at a moment's notice. But it irked him that everyone was content to simply mingle and be treated the way they were. He had dealt with this his whole time in the country and he was mad as hell. Well, all he needed to do was wait. Things were bound to go to hell in a handbasket quickly enough.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2016 11:08 am
"Did that fetcher just call me Sharl?" I whispered, a little annoyed by it.
"Let it go," Keiko hissed. "At least your real name didn't slip."
"True that," I said. "Wait, does that blonde guy look familiar to you?"
"The hell is he doing?" Keiko whispered. "Isn't that girl he's with a member of the team? Why is he treating her like she's got mental problems?"
Before I could answer, Keiko spoke back up. "You know what, I'll handle it."
Keiko left my side and walked over to Sub. "Phillippe, darling! So nice to see you again! I simply must introduce you to my assistant!" Keiko said loudly as she got close to Sub, releasing her Audino, Audrey.
"Audino!"
"Isn't she just the prettiest little creature you've ever seen?" Keiko swooned.
This elicited a facepalm from me. So, her plan was to smother Sub in pink. This would end well.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2016 11:46 am
Sub just rolled his eyes at Aria, not taking her threat seriously in the least. As Keiko came up to them the man went to say something to her in response but as soon as that vile creature appeared his throat closed up and the color in his face washed away. Was he gagging now or something? After getting his mind, and stomach, back under control Phillippe would smile at the Audino and Keiko, though still keeping his distance.
"Why yes...ma cheri, it's...tres jolie." He said, fighting back the urge to vomit as he forced those words out. "Now if you'll excuse me my sister's gimped leg is causing her problems." When he said that the 'Royal Guardsman' would nudge Aria in the back of the kneecap with his foot, causing her to buckle. "Oh! I got you, sis." He said as he held her up, shooting Keiko a glare as he shuffled Aria away.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2016 12:37 pm
Clara would walk around from the side of Dart hearing the offer of alcohol. However her gaze would be on silver as she hopped to the waitress "Silver I'm taking a note from your book, I need to drink to survive this." However turning to the champagne and caviar there was something more inducing.
Clara's heart would stop as she locked eyes with Mawhile Hybrid, sweat would run down her brow, and a unbearable heat would fill in her chest. Not only was Clara done up to look like something in plus sized and sexy but Leslie wear a smashingly sexy uniform looking as if le'chateau designed it just for this party. Clara's eyes moved up Leslie body, seeing the cute stalkings, black skirt tight top, and well her always pleasing face. It froze the scientist like a deer in headlights. Why did she feel this way, Why does Leslie make her want to melt, why does she feel this away about a girl, she is suppose to like men but no mean get her like this, its so....
Clara would quickly realize she has just been starring for the last while and not saying anything, "H-h-h" and apparently unable to. With speed like sceptile she grabbed a glass of the liquor and swigged it back. "HIIIIIiiiiiii"
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