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 Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 3:25 pm
[[Fathle > Christmas Tree [Elai + Xan] || Dayo > Lobby [Cruz, Ethiriel, Ren, + Domo]]]
Fathle smiled and nodded. “You have a good memory, Mr. Ferenan,” he said as he shook the man’s hand. “Yes, Dayo is here. She seems to be enjoying herself speaking with the other raevens. I must apologize for never meeting again, Mr. Ferenan. Personal business took me out of the country…”
He turned to Domo and smiled. “A pleasure…” he said as the lead raeven excused himself and made his way over toward Dayo and the other raevens in the lobby. Fathle turned his red eyes back on the two men.
“Any luck with finding the recipient of your secret presents?” he asked.
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“Oh…,” Dayo breathed with a small frown as she turned to look at Ethiriel. “I’m sorry.”
She could not imagine not being able to see the world around her. Her soul flinched at the idea. Having visual acuity was something that was innate to her. Was that why Cruz gently held her? Dayo smiled slightly. He was a good friend. Dayo watched as Ren reached out to take Ethiriel’s hand before she did the same.
“Please don’t apologize. Like Ren said, it is not a bother at all,” she said before withdrawing slightly. It was then that Dayo noticed a shy bystander to their group. She watched the aurora happily greet the new male raeven before Dayo offered her own smile and wave.
“Hi, Domevlo! My name is Dayo,” she said, offering her hand out to the other raeven. Dayo caught the slight smell of metal coming from the white-haired raeven as she drew closer to him. She wondered what his soul and essence were comprised of… and why he wore a mask over his face. However, Fathle had taught Dayo that it could be rude to ask someone why they were wearing a certain item so she kept her curiosity to herself.
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 3:33 pm
(( Fae > Outside -- [Leo] ))
Fae could do nothing but bend to the wishes of the man. Of course, maybe she should have waited for him to finish being on the phone; but it was a perfect chance, away from the rest of the guests, to get an interview with someone quickly before attending the party herself.
"Sure..." the woman stated in response to the man's words. She allowed the phone in her hand to drop to her side, clicking the recording button off. A quick sigh was emitted by the girl and a roll of her eyes, her face downcast for a split second until the man got off his phone.
Fae clicked the record button once more before lifting the phone upward. "Sorry about that, again. My name if Faexa Khonel, I'm with the Gaian National, here to report on this Christmas party that's going on. I was wondering if I would be able to ask you a few questions about it?" she inquired, following the man to the car.
Looking at what he was grabbing out of the car, she then began to wonder if she should ask to help. She set the phone atop her purses zipped top as though to continue the recording, but free her hands from the use of her phone. "Would you like any help with those?" she asked politely, wrapping the large handles of her purse up around her shoulder and holding her hands out in case he did require some assistance.
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 4:14 pm
[Leo > outside, car to entrance - Fae]
”Ask away,” the man said, rather listless. It wasn’t long until he had retrieved all he needed from the car, both in hand as he used his elbow to shut the trunk before she could even ask her question. ”Nah, I’m fine. What would you like to ask?”
He knew the drill; he’d never been personally interviewed but he had been present for several – part of the job description in some cases, but not all. Leo preferred being in outdoor settings, action shots. Indoors, cramped, limited artistic value… that, he was not a fan of. However, if the price was high enough he would bend and take it. He might not have been fond of it, but a job was a job and while he could afford skipping a few, he didn’t dare.
Who knew when an emergency would pop up?
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 6:09 pm
( Xan --> Christmas Tree [Fathle & Elai]
"Sorry about that Fathle." Thanatos apologized for Domo. Used to the stone shoulder that leadf frei throws about, he just shrugged it off. At mention of his secret Santa he looked toward the tree where he had left a gift for Cruz. "Actually I just don't have the heart to interrupt the group over there. I'll try a little later or perhaps he'll see it under the tree."
[Domo --> Dayo, Cruz, Eth and Revontulet in the Lobby]
Turning toward his name being called a warmness seeped into his eyes as he floated higher off the ground. "Ren." He smiled happily under his mask seeming to bounce with renewed glee. "We are to visit the lights with Luka. Elai is making plans as we speak." He nodded in approval eyes gliding to the group of men before returning to Ren. "This one is excited."
And truly he was, glad for the chance to spend time with his own. He turned at the sound of his name again and gave a grunt. Ah! "Dayo." He repeated nodding in acknowledgment. "Domo is fine." He offered, knowing his name could be a mouthful.
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 10:26 pm
(( Fae > Outside -- [Leo] ))
Fae patted her hands together, rubbing them a bit to warm them from the chilled air, but also in response to the denial of needing help. She kept that same smile upon her countenance the entire time as she slowly pulled her purse from her shoulder and removed her phone from the cupped surface, which had been recording their entire conversation up to that point as well. She crossed her free arm beneath her other elbow to support it as she held the phone up in the air towards her interviewee.
"Alright, well, my first question is: who is hosting this grand event? I'm quite excited to behold the beauty that is no doubt behind those doors. Have you just arrived, and what do you think I can expect going in? If you have previously attended, in your opinion, what is the atmosphere like through those lobby doors?" the woman began.
The weather was quite cold, and she was ready to go inside; but she figured it would be worth it for the story to wait and see what this man had to say.
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 11:47 am
((Zeke --> Cocoa Bar
Tag to Trox and Luka))
Zeke wasn't all that surprised that the Satyr didn't remember him. It had been a handful of years since they had last met and Luka had been a newborn during that meeting. The vet's feelings were hardly hurt because of this and he just kept up his plucky smile. He was all too happy to reintroduce himself.
"I'm Zeke! I was the guy who gave you over to your Guardian!" The vet came to a stop before Luka, bouncing on his heels. He gestured to Trox, who took up the reason for their intrusion on the Frei's time at the party. While the pilot handed over the present and made his own introductions, Zeke let his gaze wander back over the crowd that had amassed, looking for any sign of Zul or Duncan. The Baphomet was still currently a no show but from his spot by the cocoa bar Zeke spotted the latter of the two by the Christmas tree. The older man wasn't looking in his direction but that was no matter. Now that the vet had a bead on him, Duncan would see him in due time.
Pivoting back around on his heel to face the two he was presently with, Zeke was keen to bring Trox over to introduce him to Duncan and put his plan into motion, but he wasn't about to just rush out on Luka. Instead the vet gently nudged Trox, smiling apologetically though the situation was no fault of his own.
"I don't think Zul's here yet, but hey, one down right?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 2:00 pm
(( Cruz with Ethiriel, Ekundayo, Revontulet, & Domevlo in the Lobby / Anita with Justin on the sofas ))
Ethiriel's apology of her condition, her natural state, caused Cruz to frown. He held her hand gently in his, pressed against his half formed chest, The croc wanted to offer her a reassuring glance, a smile, but she would see neither. Instead, all he could offer was a light squeeze of her hand, cupping it between both of his, then lowering his arms to hold hands back at their sides. Revontulet's touch was met greedily, his fingers wrapping around hers with the same eagerness of opening a gift. He smiled brightly to the aurora, but soon all of their attentions were stolen.
A new scent was detected and Cruz glanced up to see a dark and metallic raevan covered in white, features hidden, float over. Eth was the first to greet him and their metal scents intermingled briefly into a strange odor. He smiled to the leaden frei, though it dropped as Domevlo introduced himself. Doh-meh-vlow? That sounded... familiar. Was that right? He scarcely noticed when his hand was released. All around him, Ren and Dayo introduced themselves or reunited with him but Cruz had yet to even give a greeting. His eyes were cast to the floor in thought. How was their gift recipient's name spelled? "Domo." That was a strange way to shorten Domevlo. Some of the ways he and Anita tried to pronounce it came out garbled; doe-mah-vlo, dome-ev-elo (that one in particular Anita laughed at because it sounded like "de velo" but Cruz didn't get the reference). Regardless of spelling, this felt right.
"Domevlo," he tried repeating once, both to test it on his tongue and to gain the frei's attention. Cruz smiled and gave a small wave once the frei's amber eyes were on him, "I'm Cruz, hello," he started, then pointed over toward the sofas and Anita after a few seconds to find her, "I think my 'Nita has your gift." He wasn't sure how he wanted to say Domevlo's name past this, whether to go with the nickname he provided or to alter the name in his own fashion as he did for Ethiriel and Melisande. Dom? Mevlo? Would he care?
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Justin's reaction immediately made Anita laugh, at first a bit louder than she intended which she quickly stifled by covering her mouth with a hand. Nodding quickly, she shrugged. It was a long time ago, even if it was a really embarrassing and difficult time, made more difficult by other external factors. She scoffed again and sat down her finished soup cup on the table. She pooled her braid back over one shoulder and ran her hands over it idly. "It was terrible," she assured him with another giggle. Cruz could certainly give Zeke a run for his money in green representation but the vet was all over the purple spectrum and other neon colors. It helped when he enjoyed the raver scene while Cruz was just enamored with his natural coloration and, of course, reds. Christmas.
Her attention was moved to a nicely wrapped, small blue box. Anita's brows lifted and her eyes widened. Even while Justin continued talking, she leaned over and quietly examined the box. "Thank you," she reached out for it and set the box in her lap, running her hands over the wrapping and delicately fluffing the feathered decoration on top. Apparently he was her secret santa. The question of Cruz's continued mistletoe shenanigans caused Anita to stammer and she shook her head quickly, "No, thank god." That would have been awful, though she supposed it might be a possible feeding mechanism if he was starving. Either way, thus far he hadn't ever been able to make others kiss once he was no longer just an essence but that desire certainly presented itself in a multitude of other ways.
"Yeah, it--it was pretty bad. I'm glad that hasn't happened again," she tried to laugh it off but honestly she just wanted to not talk about it once the matter was cleared up. That was the only reason she mentioned it at all, because when else would you get the opportunity to explain that you didn't voluntarily kiss upwards of several hundred customers, that it was actually because of a little piece of mistletoe sitting in a vial you happened to have in your back pocket because a raevan sent you the components as a gift?
Most of the while her eyes had scanned the crowd, having accidentally skipped over Justin's question of Isobel. She couldn't spot Axel anywhere and Isobel was too young to be attending this party by herself, so either they hadn't arrived yet or they wouldn't be. "I know Isobel's guardian," she mentioned, almost as an aside for how long it took, "aaand she doesn't seem to be here. If you can't find her, just plop it under the tree, I guess!" Anita laughed.
Wait. If he was looking for Isobel for secret santa, then what the hell was this? Anita looked back down at the gift, suddenly scrutinizing it. "...Was this not for secret santa?" Genuine confusion coated her words as she held the gift with both hands. It was beautifully wrapped, lined with lace. She hadn't gotten anything for him!
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 4:44 pm
( Domo with Ethiriel, Ekundayo, Revontulet, & Cruz in the Lobby )
With the greetings and pleasantries going around, Domo felt slightly overwhelmed but it was a good feeling. As he made sure to greet everyone in return he turned to the last in the group who had gained his attention. With a nod he moved closer, taking in his colors and features. When Cruz introduced himself a light went off in Domo's head. "The Crocodile?" He had not been sure what the raevan had looked like but now he could see the details. "Your gift, is with Thanatos." The lead frei informed, pointing a slender digit toward the Christmas tree where his guardian was chatting with others. "The tall man in the cowboy hat, Domo's guardian." Interesting that both their guardians had gifts for them.
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 4:59 pm
[Revontulet --> In the Lobby with Cruz, Dayo, Eth and Domo]
It was truly with reluctance that the aurora had released the crocodile's hand, for he always welcomed an affectionate touch and it was one of the things she liked most about him. That and his gentle words. Perhaps it would come with time, but Ren envied his unique ability of speech.
With everyone welcoming the lead frei to the group Revon could not help but smile. When she had come to join Cruz, she had been the 'new' frei in the group, but now she felt like a part, someone who could welcome Domevlo into the fold despite their somewhat brief meeting earlier. Lifting her hand, the aurora held it out to the other, beckoning for him to come closer and truly join the little circle of colours.
Although her sense of smell was not as good as the others, and Ren did not notice the hint of lead wafting from the male, she did enjoy the spectrum they had built her. From her own blues and greens to Eth's silver and greens, to Cruz's greens and browns to Dayo's browns and blues and then to Domo's blue-greys.
It was up to Domo if he decided to take her hand or not. Certainly he had shown no such interest in touching as the newborn had, but she offered it all the same, both as a welcoming gesture and for her own desire. "I am also excited about the lights. We must go soon. Very soon."
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 6:34 pm
[Leo > outside Lobby – Fae]
Had Leo the ability to have an expression other than bored, he perhaps would have looked surprised at the rate in which Faexa listed off her questions. Instead, he cleared his throat and began leading her toward the wide, double doors of the Lab’s front step.
”Well, like the invitations and signs said, Lab 305 is hosting this get together,” he stated, his tone matching his expression. ”And it’s just a regular Christmas party, I don’t really think it’s that big of a deal, personally. It’s just a lab that’s been decorated for the event. You can expect a normal Christmas party full of Raevens.”
Or at least, partially full. Not everyone had shown up, only a few people lingering in various areas but even still, it was an event for these creatures moreso than for their guardians. Opening the door, he waved an arm for Faexa to enter first, the heat from inside hitting them like a comforting wave.
He wasn’t about to stay out in the cold.
[Ethiriel > Lobby – Cruz, Domo, Ren, Dayo]
While normally she would have given her new companion’s name back, conversation seemed to pick up and she was left in the dust. She didn’t mind; in fact, she preferred listening. Ethiriel liked listening to the voices of others – it gave her something to focus on, a way other than scent to recognize others, especially in groups when their scents lingered together.
She did, however, smile in Dayo’s direction. ”There is no need for you to apologize, as well. It is not like anyone had hand in this ailment,” she cooed, her expression as gentle as ever. At the feeling of his hand wrapping just the slightest bit tighter around hers, Ethiriel gave a small squeeze and offered him a smile as well. She had always appreciated every one of Cruz’s little assurances and his willingness to hold her, even if they had only known each other shortly before.
It wasn’t long before Leo had closed the distance between himself and his Frei, reporter included, and he was quick to link an arm around hers. ”Cruz…” he whispered, not wanting to interrupt the others’ conversing, ”Would you happen to know a Duncan? Ethiriel is his Secret Santa.” The photographer gave Ethiriel a quick pat on the arm, then added, ”Do you see him here? Or is he one of the guests who haven’t arrived?”
Leo didn’t mean to ignore or neglect his tagalong, but for the moment he wanted to give out gifts as soon as possible so it was no longer a worry.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 3:08 pm
[[Fathle > Christmas Tree [Xan] || Dayo > Lobby [Cruz, Ren, Ethiriel, + Domo]]]
Fathle smiled slight and shook his head.
“No apologies necessary, Xan. I am sure I am not as interesting as a gaggle of raevens,” he said as his dark red eyes glanced back at Dayo. “And I wouldn’t have the heart to interrupt their fun either; I’m sure Cruz will find your present in time.” He paused. “So, besides the lab, how do you spend your time, Xan?” he asked with polite curiosity. It was a little bit of a struggle to keep a smooth conversation considering Fathle did not really know the members of the lab. However, it couldn’t be helped.
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Dayo smiled as the conversation picked up in their little group. Everyone seemed so friendly and she loved it. This was the type of interaction she had been craving for such a long time. She sighed happily and she could feel everyone’s emotions sinking into her lightly tan skin. Dayo turned her golden eyes to Ethiriel when the elegant frei addressed her.
“I know… but,” she hesitated and smiled. “I am glad you have such a good friend like Cruz.”
Dayo glanced around her.
“How often are there parties like this?” she asked, posing her question to anyone. “I think they’re so nice. We all get together like this and talk…”
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 6:59 pm
[[Aphismet and Rivener >> Entrance, then Alcohol Bar (Whoever's at the Bar, I'm not sure! D: )]]
Aphismet wore a horribly out of style pair of stone-washed jeans, a wool sweater in some kind of dead-deer beige color with a rolled collar, and a pair of boots that looked like he'd bought them at the second-hand store where all the homeless people donated their old things. Rivener was positively embarrassed to be spotted next to his guardian in that gross getup, but he put up with it. He could have come alone, or they could have come seperately, but when Aphi had called and asked if Riv wanted a ride to the party, the Scorpion had heard the barely-veiled pleading tone to just spend time together. And to be honest, Rivener missed Aphi too. So here he was, standing beside the fashion accident that was Aphismet.
Riv himself was looking spiffy, or so he thought. His hair was smoothed back in a half-ponytail, keeping his two trademark red locks out of his face while the lower half of his hair, the shorter black locks, flipped up around his broad shoulders to perfectly frame his usual earrings. He'd ditched the red and black vest to wear instead a black button-down shirt, perfectly fitted to his body and accenting his broad chest and slim, toned waist with teal-colored pinstripes. He'd rolled the sleeves up to the elbow and left the first two buttons at the neck undone so his trademark choker and arm-bracers could be shown off. He was the polar opposite of Aphi's disastrous fashion choice, and therefore they cancelled each other out. Riv could live with that.
"Do you see the kids anywhere?" Aphismet whispered to his Raevan's ear.
Riv rustled his wings and hovered up a little higher to peer around. He saw many familiar faces, but didn't know where to begin socializing. So many choices! But Aphi had it right, might be best to deliver their secret santa gifts first, which each Delaran carried under an arm. "I'm not seeing them yet, but if I do I'll give you a holler. I've got a hunch my secret santa will be hanging out near the booze, so I'll see ya in a bit."
"Hey, W-wait!" Aphi trailed behind Riv with a frown. "We came together, so I'd like if we stayed together. Alright? Please?"
Riv was oddly pleased. He turned a smile to his guardian and nodded. "Alright, if it'll make you happy."
They approached the ALCOHOL BAR and both silently reached for drinks. Aphismet grabbed a run of the mill screwdriver, while Rivener poured himself a straight up three-shot of vodka, looking around at who was gathered. "Excuse me," he said to no one in particular, "Does anyone here know a Camille?" Which, of course, Rivener completely believed was supposed to be a woman.
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 9:19 am
((LuLu > Cocoa booth Doucette + Banter
Josh > Alcohol table Rivener + Aphismet + Camille + Mordekai ))
LuLu nodded in return. She seemed pleased with Dou's assumption that Ren would like to join them one day. She also would like to have the aurora's company again; although, in less dangerous circumstances. "I hope so, too."
Her wings gave the softest of flaps as she noted to say hi to the frei later in the night. After all, she had taken the plunge in reintroducing herself to Cruz in the aftermath of her growth and he had taken it fairly well. There was hope for a friendship with Ren.
LuLu returned her attention to Dou and... Basil. The rabbit seemed to sink closer to the edge of the table, almost as if she wanted to slip under the table cloth and hide from the cobra. She hoped he would not notice her. She hoped he would revealed Genie's location and she could politely excuse herself.
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Josh shot Camille a charming smile of his own. Broad with all white teeth and tight lips. He waved the vodka bottle away and held up his own spiked mug, "Already took care of it. But thanks, man." He brought the drink to his lips and took and sip before he sat it back down. Warm and smooth as it should be. He could not help the pleased hum on his tongue.
He idly wiped some split cocoa on his jeans before he held out his hand, "Josh." His eyes trained over to the two newcomers to the bar. The boy's eyes lit up a bit brighter. He waved, "Yo! Rivener. Aphi." He gave them both a nod in regard.
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 2:59 pm
[ Domevlo --> In the Lobby with Cruz, Dayo, Eth and Revontulet ]
With all the spectrum of raevans and their colors mingling in a rainbow of color, it almost made Domevlo dizzy with excitement. His attention was on high alert as a sudden hyperactive awareness zipped through him. He turned bright eyes to Ren upon seeing her colorful visage. Almost vibrating with a zip of energy he moved closer to her, circling once before settling just on the side. Noting the offered hand he didn't find any comfort from the last time she had touched him, although he hadn't really given much thought. Reaching out he took her hand to inspect it curiously noting how smooth it felt to the touch but she had a slight firmness when he squeezed a little forcefully. Was her skin similar to his own? Tucking this information safely for later, he leaned closer, "We will go soon. Elai has promised to keep Thanatos occupied. Will Ren's guardian be accompanying us? If so Elai can distract them too." He was pleased with this plan, no guardians meant they could move about freely.
Although around this time Ethiriel's guardian seemed to have inserted himself into the growing group. Silently he observed the man but his interest fell almost instantly as he seemed to be looking for a Duncan. Domo did not know this person, so his attention fell and moved back to Ren for a quick curious perusal of her features. He decided he liked looking at her. So he did, with no shyness or shame.
Only he quickly found his eyes falling on Dayo as she seemed to be curious of reoccurring parties. "This is a good." He mumbled in agreement. He did enjoy the gathering and had not been aware that so many of his own were floating, literally, about Gaia.
[ Thanatos --> Christmas Tree with Fathle ]
"So, besides the lab, how do you spend your time, Xan?”
The question was unexpected but welcomed, turning his attention from the gaggle of raevans to Falthe, Xan mulled over what to divulge. "I'm a music instructor. I've recently opened a school, the Aria Music Center in Durem. It takes up a great deal of my time outside of keeping after Domo." He offered. Shifting slightly on his feet he gave the tree a glance before turning his mint eyes upon red ones. "If I have any extra time I like to rid my truck along the country side." Tilting his head, "What about you? What helps you keep afloat with all the lab drama?"
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