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Nate tried not to let his eyes light up at the promise of mixed drinks helping to ease the time he had to spend appreciating art and music. While he was all too aware of how important it all was, and how important it was to Elle, he was just feeling a little trapped in the black-tie-required setting. He would rather play with his girl in the community center, as simple as it was.

"I think you've mentioned it once or twice, but I'm fine with letting you repeat it. I do clean up, eh?" He made their way to the bar, waving his hand and gaining the attention of one of the servers.

"What do you want to-"

He paused, his thoughts cut off by a strange sound interrupting the already loud setting. It just did not fit in with the thrum of people chatting. Either someone was very, very hungry, or this place was a little more wild than he thought a stuffy event like this could be.

Was there going to be some sort of animal show?

Or was there a tiger under the bar, mixing the drinks?

It seemed odd, yet at the same time, perhaps even more so, it didn't. He was sort of hoping for a lion bartender, but maybe it was as simple as someone having their phone turned on with a particularly unique alert sound blaring.

"Er. What did you want?" He asked his fiance, motioning to the bar, though now he was a little disconcerted and finding it harder to concentrate.

Emilia Asher

Malaise? The English nerd in Emmy was very aware of implications of discomfort, or possibly bronchitis if it were in an eighteenth century novel. It wasn't something from the baby books.

That went on the mental list. Negative: possibly an edgelord.

It wasn't really enough to to discourage her when he was being generous with the compliments, and she didn't mind the looks, either. It was nice to be admired when she'd spent the afternoon on clothes and makeup. A warmth started in her chest, almost like she'd already gotten to the alcohol.

"Emilia," she said.

He'd have to earn the nickname.

A roar from behind the bar had her squinting over her shoulder. It looked empty. It was just the tigers. The man before her was much more interesting, and she turned back, leaning forwards about as much as this kind of social event would allow so there were only a few inches between them. "So, Malaise, what brings you out here tonight?"

Lia de Leon

"Knew there was reason my eyes were orange." Lia replied, her grin splitting her face now as she looked back down at him. "Rather be cheesy than cavity inducing---I know what you do to cavities." The woman paused for a moment, and then let go of his arm. "Alright, alright~" She replied cheerfully, "Only since you asked though." Lia worked on undoing the braided updo her hair was in, and swiveled around when she heard a shrill call.

"Oh hey, yeah, you're right---" Her words cut off for a moment, when she thought she heard what sounded like circus music at this upper crust event but...no. That didn't make sense. Brows knitted for a moment before she resumed mussing up her hair, tanned fingers buried in it.

"Hey Nora! Baby Mason!" She called with a grin. "Isn't tonight just full of surprises. What did you have to do to pull Mason away from his studies to come to this, huh?"

Mason and Nora


Nora bounded right up to the lioness, looking her over and staring at her hair. "You're not gonna get it out without some of this hun!" Nora, who had a purse attached at her hip, pulled out some products for Lia. "I can see you pulling, do you need help? Hello Dimitri! You look handsome tonight. But I bet all the ladies tell you that!"

Mason adjusted his glasses as he came over and walked to the new group, his girlfriend fawning over the giantess.

cool. It was fine.

"Didn't know you guys were into high school prom." Mason sarcastically said, tilting his head at the affair. "Where is the arts and music? I thought it'd be more...." He didn't want to say high end, but he was expecting galleries and an orchestra....

"Or is there more?"

Jason McClayre

It really did take Jason some time to fight his way through the crowd at the bar. Seemed like everyone and their mother wanted to drink at this thing. Maybe that meant the entertainment wouldn't be as nice as he had hoped. Either way, he eventually came out of it with a glass of white wine in his hand.

Just as he was leaving he heard the sound of a low growl. It had him turning around, rather quickly, to see what was there. But, that was normal for an event like this right? It could have been in the music as well. When he didn't see anything dangerous, other then a few people who maybe had a drink too many already, he spun back around to look for his pals again.

As he made his way through he spotted a very familiar curly head. "Rho!" If he had known she was here he would have grabbed her something while he was at the bar. Oh well, he'd venture over there again if she wanted something. "I think they have tigers here somewhere, I heard the craziest noise at the bar." He planted a kiss right on Rhona's cheek. "And no, I did not have a drink at the bar already. I really did hear something crazy." Though he did take a nice sip of the Moscato in his hand now.

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Gabriel Sūn

Gabriel had broken away from Xi-Wang just a bit to pick up some sort of food on a toothpick. He popped it into his mouth just as he heard someone calling out his new friend's name. He hadn't been expecting anyone else to show up, but he supposed that was the delight of social events. You never knew who would come out to play. He discarded the toothpick in a little bin.

He was a little caught off guard when Xi-Wang pulled him a little closer. Though, he simply put a smile on his face as Rhona introduced herself. With his free hand he reached out to shake her hand.

"Gabriel, but you can call me Gab if you prefer. It's a pleasure to meet you Rhona. Jason and Xi-Wang have nothing but goo things to say about you." He knew that eventually he'd get a chance to meet her, he just didn't expect it to happen tonight. And then, the music took a rather strange turn for a second. Not a choice he would make, but hey, he didn't know anything about music.

Next thing he knew Jason was back, it seemed like everyone in his court (that he knew) was rather affectionate with each other. And he was talking about tigers? He was about to say something about him maybe having had too much to drink already, but it seemed like Jason had already thought of that. So he merely shrugged and laughed it off a bit. In a party like this anything could happen. It was probably just someone's cell phone.

"It's ok. My cousins are busy..and with an event like this - in this city. I thought it might be a good idea if I came." Even if she was only a basic senshi - she could help! If something happened, she just didn't trust this to be such a simple event. "I saw a lot on the news lately also..."

Taking the offered hand she nodded her head a few times, curls falling gently over her shoulders. "I'd like that. I think it would be nice if we stuck together." For various reasons, of course, it wasn't just because of the possible danger here.

"Thanks...a few people were giving me odd looks when I came in. I just...I don't like such dresses - too formal and old for me." They were suited for someone older, more mature, than she was. Not to say she wasn't mature in personality, at times, but she figured he'd understand what she meant. She hoped so anyway.

Just as she made to take a step, heading to find food and explore with Sachio, she heard something very odd, at least for a moment it was odd. The music didn't seem to fit right...but then it did - of course it did.

Trey Cameron

The young man stepped into the party with confidence and an ease that said he'd done this before, many times. Rather than traditional black, his suit was midnight blue; an indulgence, as it went well with his hair and complexion. Traditional, but cut and tailored within an inch of it's life to fit his lean form.

"See? This isn't so bad. Better than that stuffy office of yours." He said to his shorter companion, ignoring her comment and giving Suri a look from the corner of his eyes. The stark lines of the suit were mirrored in his hair tonight too, the waist-length mass slicked back and wrapped up into a bun at the base of his skull. It made his face look sharp that way, but he felt it fit with the look of everything. There might have even been highlighter beside his eyes, just to really emphasize his cheekbones.

"And you look..." He paused as he gave her another once over, for real this time, putting on a smooth, pleasant mask before he gave away his real thoughts. "Perfect. As I said you would. I told you this dress would be better than slacks."

The decorations about them were a bit... circus for his taste, but not unpleasant when he turned his eyes back to them. His 'date' took the opportunity to take off with out him and a surprised look managed to squeak past the mask before he stepped to follow her, smoothing a hand down his chest. "A drink sounds good. Whiskey, if you please."

It was easy enough to catch up to her with is long legs and he shortened his stride to match hers, relaxing again. "Have you seen anyone we know yet?"