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 Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 12:03 pm
The teenagers present are all having a blast, just moshing and dancing to the music the DJ plays(All popular, modern music unless otherwise requested). There are chairs lined up all along one of the walls, as well as small, 3 person tables spread throughout with various sorts of chairs at them, as well as a table of drinks, food, and snacks nearby for those who didn't eat dinner. The lights are dimmed down so that the beams of brightly colored light from the DJ's table can be seen. There are various teenagers already dancing, other sitting in chairs, or snacking on some food, waiting for friends to arrive, etc. Everyone is of thirteen years of age at least, so there is a little bit of necking in some of the more remote corners. There are a few chaperones, though they generally just speak amongst themselves, keeping the touching/intimacy to a sane/normal level.
Zuko stretched out lazily in one of the chairs agaisnt the wall, yawning slowly while winding his tail around the chair leg, carefully arranging his wings behind him so they wouldn't get stuck between the wall and the back of his chair. He studied each person that came through the door, in particular the ladies, sometimes sending them a small smile or wink, laughing at their varied responses.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 12:20 pm
Ramiro swore under his breath as he entered the building, his already mangled vision startled by the lights and strangely, the darkness at the same time. This was worse than the carnival for seeing. Though, as his vision cleared up a bit, he noticed that almost everyone around was ten or more years his junior. Maybe twenty eight was a little too old to be going to parties like this.. He started to leave, but stopped, figuring he could at least walk around and act as a chaperone, a fairly useless one with his handicaps, but he could try. Hopefully no one would label him the creepy old guy. He didn't look that old though, did he?
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 12:23 pm
Shaking his torso like a canine, his hair poofing up every which way, he idly ran his clawed fingers through it, attempting to brush it back down. Another person entering caught his eye. A man missing an arm and wings. Oooh, Ramiro, I think... I think I saw him right after he came to the AC, when I was with Aqua... Smiling to see a familiar face, he stood up, sliding his hands in his pockets, and walked over, grinning at the other demon. "Long time no see, Ramiro, right?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 12:35 pm
Ramiro flinched, though the voice was a bit familiar. He was a lot jumpier whenever someone approached him from the side he couldn't see, but then again he was jumpy whenever someone knew his name, other than Kinji or Duncan of course, but he spent a lot of time with them. Trying not to seem so spooked, he nodded in acknowledgement, straining to talk over the music, "Yeah, and you are?" Ok, so he wasn't good with names.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 12:39 pm
Raising an eyebrow at the flinch, Zuko shrugged. "I'm Shizuko, or just Zuko. I was at the AC when you showed up looking like ya just went through hell." He grinned crookedly. "My little sister was having a fit about the blood and you missing a few limbs. Bright blue, knee length hair, white hands..." He described Aqua, not sure if Ramiro would remember.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 12:42 pm
He nodded, starting to go for his cigarettes to calm himself down. Damn, he couldn't smoke in front of them, it'd be a bad example. Something in his mind clicked at the description, though he didn't remember much but the fight about those few days, "Oh, right, I meant to have Kinji tell her I was fine when I woke up in the hospital, I guess it slipped my mind."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 12:48 pm
Zuko shrugged again. "I'm sure Aqua'd be happy to hear you're all fine and dandy now, seeing as you're not slipping in red puddles right now." He said with another grin, trying to ease what he took for tenseness in Ramiro. "So how've things been going for ya lately? Meet any pretty girls?" He winked, laughing.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 12:51 pm
Busy surveying the dance floor, he was trying to be responsible, he didn't bother to turn back to the boy when he answered, though a smile was apparent on his face. "Only slipping in blood when I'm babysitting. And not that it's any of your business, but I have." He had met someone, he was just too much of a chicken to tell her that he was falling in love with her.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 12:54 pm
He laughed, a deep rumble in his throat. "Of course it's not my business! I'm a prying teenager, whaddya expect? And even if you did consider it my business, I highly doubt that I know the girl, though if she's a banir chances are I've pro'lly seen her at least once somewhere around the AC." He grinned, watching some of the dancers on the floor.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 1:00 pm
Ah hell, forget being a good example. He pulled out a cigarette, leaving it in his mouth while he searched for a lighter. "Whatever was I thinking, are all teenagers this snarky or am I just the luckiest guy on Earth ah?" Much quieter, though it was a normal volume, just masked by the music, he added, "I'm sure you've seen her before."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 1:04 pm
He laughed again. "Shizuko Snark-master Torren, at your service, m'lord!" He said dramatically with a broad grin, making a sweeping, mocking bow while still laughing. "An' what's she look like? I've seen quite a few pretty ladies at the AC, so it's sometimes easy to forget names with such lovely faces."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 1:10 pm
Ramiro laughed as he flicked the lighter, nearly lighting his eye patch on fire when it sparked. That was a lucky shot, he thought, taking a drag to ease his nerves. It really sucked to depend on these damn things. "Eh? Well, she's got red hair, and she's much prettier than her sister. At least I think so. And.. Wait, why am I talking to you about this? I imagine you gossip a lot."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 1:14 pm
He made a face, looking like he just swallowed something nasty. "Tcha, no. It's lady-teenagers that're interested in gossip. I just like lookin' at 'em." He grinned, laughing despite his bluntness.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 1:15 pm
Ramiro blew the smoke out in a ring, trying not to make his next comment sound like an insult, "Well idn't that lovely." Had he just said "idn't"? Great, now he was speaking like he was back on the streets. All he needed now was a gun and an IQ of four.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 1:22 pm
He raised an eyebrow, ignoring the misspronouncing. "You pro'lly think I'm a... Umm, something, can't think of the word right now." He shrugged, grinning sheepishly and rubbing the back of his neck, flipping his wings open a little to cool down. "And 'sides, it's not like there aren't thirty or even fourty year olds that are any better'n me." He said pointendedly.
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