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jeremiah mercer || 25/25 || talking with alg, zac, and marcus

"Not until the party is all over," Jeremiah agreed with Algie, recognizing the droll tone for what it was worth. "I'm sure there will be cake but do you even have room for it with all the baked goods we had before hand?" Teasing was much better than letting the other parts of the mood settle down upon them.

At Zac's sleeve tugging, he looked to him and nodded. "I do as well but I'm not sure there's much to be done or said before we get in there and get a handle on the situation."

Marcus LeCroix 25/25 talking to peeps and cats

Well, that both gave him confidence as well as took away some of his notions that maybe he'd be okay.

At least if he was going to be kidnapped and or killed he'd die with a full stomach so there was that going for him.
Fidgeting with the buttons on his coat, the man cast a look to Zac, a small smile on his face at the laugh. "What? It is a legitimate question. They invited us to a party and I just want to be sure they're going to be decent hosts at least, murder and sacrifice aside."

When you lived in a perpetual fear that the same government you worked for might also be corrupt and out to create an army of mindless drones devoid of free will and thought you tended to try and find small blessings. Or just freak out. So far, the worst had been the whole 'man sits on my porch for 30 minutes then vanishes after giving me a letter and it feels a lot like when I got a love letter from Susan when I was all of 14'. Marcus still had no idea how Susan had become so good at avoiding him back then after the letter's delivery. From what he remembered, apparently she had graduated school the same year he did, moved to the west coast and was now living as a radio DJ.

Proof that sometimes, vanishing letters and people weren't all bad. Just.. awkward and a bit alarming until later on.

He hoped like that whole love letter vanishing act, this would end with everyone walking away okay. Still, Marcus considered the rather frightening fact that there was a vampire, (he wasn't surprised. They were a very well kept government secret from colonial times.), and he gave the cats a second glance. The vampire was human enough to be invited so they must be okay? Maybe. He'd have to figure that out. If they were undead or vampire was just human but super human or human enough what percent human did these cats really know what made a human? Dang this was a philosophical train of thought he hadn't anticipated on having. Anyway.

"Well, I.. I rather would like to have a way to address you both. How do the names Zuul and Vinz sound?" He was trying very hard to not think about the whole 'someone will die' factor. Instead? Try to give names to the cats so he'd not have to call them 'Cat 1' and 'Cat 2'

"Jeremiah, Algie, do either of you have better suggestions? I'm not good with naming things."

wil azevedo || 25/25 || trying to be positive

"Let's see if we know anyone.." Wil was glancing through the masked crowd. Most people knew Nasir though Wil was just his deadbeat 'friend' or 'roommate' as far as most knew. Still, he recognized some from the bad incidents at Blackfriars and if this was people who were wrapped up in magical things maybe Lily was were.

"You think Lily is here?" He guided them further into the throng of people.

Chris Watts || 25/25 || Talking to Jer & Alg

Chris grinned at Algie, pleased he could figure him out even despite the (honestly, way too elaborate mask) mask that was on him. "I'm good, or as good as one can be when being told they're basically been invited to stop a murder at a dinner party," He said, grin dropping a little. "How are you? You look rather.. handsome? Like a romance novel cover, one of the old ones," He teased back, gently, trying to lighten the mood. His own outfit was rather intricate, a byproduct of his sister getting too excited when he had told her what he needed, though if the mist creeping by was any indication it was about to gain a little more detailing.

Chris gave a rather thorough look at Jeremiah, finally taking in his outfit in full, and gave him a rather knowing smile but nothing else. He would get away with teasing Algie for now, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to try Jer yet.

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Jamie Delacroix | 25/25 | approaching Eve and Leila

Away from the crowd seemed like a good enough place to stand while Jamie got his bearings, but honestly, he felt no better than he had when he'd first stepped before the cats and their guarded gate. He'd arrived as a hare, but felt strangely compelled into his half-self, where the clothes he'd spent a good portion of his savings on swiftly and miraculously shifted into something entirely different (and entirely too lacey). That alone wouldn't have destroyed the courage Jamie had mustered when he came here. No, it was the loss of his dark blue beanie that did it. What now sat perched between his inhuman rabbit ears was a large, loose cap lined in lace.

The beanie had been a gift from Shiloh, one used to cover his ears the first time, and Jamie had hoped beyond hope he would manage to slip into the ball with it unnoticed. It was gone now, though, and he was unsure if he'd see it again, unsure if the magic would wear off when all of this was over. The thought almost made him want to cry. For that, he felt like a child.

It was such a lonely feeling. Standing here now, without Shiloh for support, Jamie realized he hadn't made as much progress as he'd thought. He couldn't be alone anymore.

Wrapping his arms around himself, he stepped closer to the rest of the guests, some familiar and others not, even behind their masks. The long, elegant, and almost dress-like coat he'd been forced into pooled around his feet and hid his hare toes, as long as he wasn't walking, at least. "E-Eve...?"

[25/25 | EVE]: mom mode activated
"Jamie," Eve greeted, the smile obvious in her voice before she tilted up her mask -- was that allowed? -- for him. "Here for the party?" Obvious question, they all were, but it was small talk meant to calm the were-hare's nerves. Touching his shoulder briefly, she nodded over to Leila, saying, "Have you met my wife yet? I'm sure she's seen you at the shop at least once or twice."

[25/25 | LEILA]: bein' introduced to The Bun Son
"Hiya," Leila waved, sort of stiffly. There was a visible blush creeping out from under the edges of her lacy blindfold-looking mask. "Nice to meet you. I ******** hate this dress. How are you?"

jeremiah mercer || 25/25 || conversing and planning with alg, chris, marcus and zac

Jeremiah's lips twitched as he took Algie's elbow, feeling a little bit more besotted. "Thank you, kind sir," he said, glowing eyes glinting. He then inclined his head towards Chris in greeting before he rolled his eyes as the outfits were mentioned. "You are certainly well dressed yourself but I'll leave it at that."

Not that he had any problem with it. It looked lovely.

"Names give power, Marcus, even the ones we give to them ... So I would be mindful of naming things and simply let them be." As it was, things either offered their names or they did not. It was not something Jeremiah liked to do, even with beings such as the Burning Man who simply seemed to walk into the things that they were (but that was probably a title they gave it).

His attention flicked back to Chris who looked like he was probably itching to make some comment about the attire he was in. Jeremiah's fingers flicked and green fire sparked at the tips of them a moment. "Keep the compliments to Alg, Chris," he teased lightly, "and not to the man who did escape from a romance novel cover. As I dressed a prince, but apparently the magic saw fit to make it fallen rogue prince."

Not that he couldn't make fun of himself. Totally fair game.

"As for plans, I am likely to treat this like an investigation and want to start gathering as much information as possible." It was where to start, at least. From there they would have to put together whatever they likely found out. If this was a game, he somehow suspect that those within the party were aware and would have information to share.

After all, they were all mostly still human and likely viewed far differently and far younger.