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She blinked a little bit at the name and wink. "Chesire..." She repeated under her breath a little bit. Definately not.... Julian. Shifting her weight she wondered if the Doctor had been telling the truth about the therapy of other patients on the island as well as herself. It would fit in with a few people on the island actually... But Julian....Chesire.... whoever certainly seemed... clinical.

But as he was about to sing Awen said nothing more on the subject. Shedid enjoy Julians last performance after all... He had a lvoely voice and... Questions later, parties are for enjoying yourself, not for venturing deep into someone else's psyche....

She smiled a little bit and glanced to Sabin. "Hi again." She said briefly. She shifted her weight. She wasn't exactly afraid of him. Intrigued, perhaps. Maybe a little uncomfortable.... but not.. truly afraid. maybe it was just his vampire costume. Must be all that lore surfacing in the back of her mind. "Nice costume by the way..."

She turned to hargun and leaned towards her returning in whisper. "Julian....but..not really. It's Julian in body anyway, but... I think there's something.. wrong? Alter ego, split personality? I dunno I've seen people like him before in the waiting rooms and sessions at my doctors..."

"Likewise, I'm certain...."

He looked around the room at the others, a sly look sneaking into his eyes.

"...If you'd pardon me...I think I know what song I want to sing."

Sabin lifted his glass in a mock-toast to Julian. "Feel free - dazzle the ladies with your performance." He said evenly.

"And thank you, my dear." He responded to Awen with a bit of a smug smile.

((SOoooo sorry, Awen! eek sweatdrop ))

Hargun listened intently to 'Cheshire's song.

His performance seemed absorbing, in both a creepy and interesting way. Just the change in his voice made him sound like a different person to her, and it was all the more confusing not being able to see. She kept asking herself Is there actually another person in here?

As soon as he was finished though, she clapped her wing-like hands together in attempt to clap.

At the conclusion of Julian (Cheshire's) song, Ambrose emerged into the light of the tent, dressed in a full-out musketeer uniform. It is obvious from the design and materials that the doctors spared no expense on many of the 'costumes' that they delivered to the subjects as per their request. It fits him quite well, from the swashbuckling shirt, fitted pants, gloves, boots, and of course the signature tabard and feathered hat. His hair is just barely long enough to be pulled back into a small ponytail at the nape of his neck..

And at his arm is a rather contridictory, but equally (if not more so ) stunning figure - Emelyn, garbed as a playboy 'hedgehog' - her curves accentuated by the black material.

He smiled, pausing at the edges of the tent,taking a look at the various festivities and members there.

Emelyn shifted her weight on her heels, and, surprisingly enough, didn't feel subconcious over the fact that she was standing in... well, mostly a leotard-like bustier and hose, and nothing else. It was Halloween, after all, and there wasn't anything like making people gawp-eyed at your concoction. Besides, there was something to be said about showing up on the arm of the most handsome man in the room.

She leaned over and exaggerated a whisper into his ear. "So how long do you figure is a satisfactory time to let people stare before we unlatch and mingle?" She said, teasingly.

Awen turned to look at the newcomers and laughed. She practically skipped over to Emelyn and looked at her costume "Oh my! You weren't kidding!" She giggled some more. "Great job on the costume Em!"

Looking as if she noticed the man hanging off of her arm for the first time she smiled. "Um.. hi there! I'm Awen." She was very enthusiastic at the moment. Parties brought out her social butterfly nature. She loved flitting from person to person in these things. It's rare she actually attached herself to one person for too long.