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A fanged grin traced his lips as he marveled at the elements of the Winter Ball. And he chuckled, realizing his outfit compared to the masses. "Hmm. Why do I feel like I am so underdressed for the event? .. Nah, I'll just enjoy this night!" He shrugged before grabbing a glass of champagne from one of the roaming personnel who carries refreshments. "Thanks!~" And he whispered to the man before sipping his glass and proceeds to wander into crowd.
Eenie.. meenie.. miney.... mo. Where should I .. ever go? Passing through the guests, Rapha spots a woman with crimson eyes, sneaking her way behind the couple. "Well she looks energetic--" His eyes then panned to the other, -- the cat lady is not bad as well. --- Huh? Is that blonde guy having two ladies at the same time? Pfft.. lucky."
Rapha walked past the trio while enjoying this glass of champagne, though his eyes kept scanning for a lone damsel. 'Oh where could I find a beautiful and-- !!' The vampire paused as if something shook him down to his spine. Or was it even a something or-- someone? He fluttered his eyes to knock him off his daydream and gulped the rest of his champagne as if he was in a hurry. 'Wait should I carry a drink to look cool? No, I don't think it's necessary. Maybe?'
Moving towards the lady, Rapha was nervous. He is not a charmer like in the movies, where the guy will ALWAYS get the girl. 'Just be yourself, Rapha. You can do this.' He tries to encourage himself in his thoughts before stepping in next to her, with a comfortable distance, of course. "I am always fascinated with these stacks of fizzy drinks. But it would be a waste of champagne tho if people won't drink all of these-- Don't you agree?" .. 'Oh wow, she's gorgeous~' ... Raphael would then wait for whatever her response is before speaking once more. "-- Umm.. Are you waiting for someone? .. I could --treat you a drink if that's okay." ____________________________________________________________________________________
PROFILE OUTFIT: Winter - Casual WHERE: Saisons de Amour WITH: A hot lady~ THOUGHTS: "I'm going to have fun socializing. LOL" RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single
As always, parties like these don't surprise John anymore. But it does remind him of home. Well, it was a home. He kept holding Freya's hand as they moved deeper into the hall. At first, John was paranoid. His eyes panned from side to side as if he was expecting enemies blending within the assemblage. But when he saw Freya at the corner of his eye, he slowly cast his gaze into her eyes and recomposed himself for her. He asked her out for this party to have a good time and not make her feel that she is in danger.
He slowly reached to Freya's face and gave her an assuring smile. "Dance with me." He said before leading her to the dance hall. .... Gently he goes, John held Freya with grace. He lead her along with the pace of the music and settled their movements flowing along with the song. And during that moment, John's eyes are locked on Freya. Never an inch that his ocean hues shifted away, but only to his dance partner. "You never fail to surprise me, dear. You're a wild mix of energy and elegance! Hah!"
After the dance, John would ask Freya to wait as he went to grab their quenchers, and afterward, he proposed a toast to Freya, holding her hand while raising his glass high. "My blazing darling, let's toast! This night will be our evening!--- To a fun night!"
At that point, John thought that it was the most normal night he could ever dream of. But alas, an unexpected individual came. He got caught off guard as she approached them from behind.
The voice was bone-chilling. It made John freeze. Is it because he was scared of this person? No. It is because she, this demon girl, has a high chance of ruining his night with Freya. If not, worse. Their bond and even his friendship with her are at the tip of a knife right now.
Akane... Why her!? Of all the people.
As Akane caught him on the spot, John closed his eyes, furrowing his brows and almost making his brow twitch when she reminds him that he fancies her boss, Vitessa Cortez. John was silent. He also wants to look at Freya, but he can't because his eyes are darting at Akane.
---- I'm sure he never spoke about me. Didn't you..daddy?" ... Akane's last phrases made him grit his teeth, hiding behind his nonchalant expression. 'Talk about good timing, huh?
John would then sigh and recompose himself. He looked at Freya with the same expressionless face, yet deep inside, he was already screaming. "Freya, dear. This is Akane..." John would then pause as he slowly turn his head towards Akane and continue-- "... she is my.. adopted daughter." John would then pinch Akane's cheek as a comical anger vein would appear on his forehead. Although, his pinch was not forceful. He followed the pinching with a slight shake as if Akane was an adorable little girl. "-- A very troublesome daughter, she is."
However, despite the scene with Akane. John is worried of what may come from Freya's point of view. -------
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↛Freya's ears remained perked and alert as they made their way through the building. She tried to keep herself calm even though with the simple act of holding John's hand was making her heart race and made her think her palms were perpetually sweaty. She had been less nervous in fights than she was in this very moment. With John's request for her to dance with him, she looked slightly panicked as he led them to the dance hall. She had trained for years and years with weapons and in hand-to-hand combat, she had the agility and grace to back those things up. But dancing? Not so much. The close proximity of a partner made her weary and she couldn't concentrate on where her feet or theirs were. She managed to keep her composure as allowed him to take the lead, trying desperately not to step on his feet. Looking up and meeting his gaze as he watched her as they danced, she couldn't help but blush and her ears laid flat back against her head as her tail wrapped around her waist to keep it out of the way. The last thing she wanted, or needed, was for someone to step on her tail, it would absolutely ruin the mood. Not to mention it would hurt for hours. At his exclamation of her never failing to surprise him, she arched a brow in question and tilted her head, much like an animal would. She didn't know how any of this would lead him to think those things, but it didn't seem like it was an insult at least. When it was finally time to take a break from the dancing, Freya let a small sigh of relief through her lips as she finally looked around at the people around her now. Luckily for her no one seemed to be paying her any mind. But she continued to let her eyes scan the area, keeping track of anyone that seemed like a potential problem. When John returned with a drink, she raised it with him as he made a toast. Smiling widely, she nodded and echoed him, "To a fun night!" Little did she know the bomb shell that was about to be dropped on them. Or at least her. Raising the glass to her lips to take a drink, Freya made a soft grunting noise as she was suddenly being touched, not in a bad way, just unfamiliar contact. Turning to see who it was that had put themselves between her and John, she arched a brow at the woman, but didn't go into a reactive state. She seemed to know John. And as she spoke, Freya's face slowly changed from questioning her, to questioning John. Turning her bright blue eyes to him, her face clearly reading that she wasn't impressed. As the dark haired woman put herself directly between the two of them, Freya looked at her curiously. She had an interesting way of speaking and she found it interesting. But her comment about John smelling of rubbing alcohol actually made her chuckle a little as she covered her laugh behind a hand. Managing to compose herself while the new woman turned her attention back to John. Freya's ears perked, shifted, then laid back as she caught the word 'daddy' from Akane's lips. Turning her gaze up to John, her questions and gentle irritation showing on her face. With John's explanation, she noted that he hadn't introduced her to Akane, just Akane to her. Grimacing at that, she nodded politely to Akane in greeting, but a half smile played on her lips. The girl seemed mischievous to say the least. And seemed to hold quite a bit of information on John. Something she had said earlier, about 'porking' someone's boss, had her highly curious, and on edge. "Lovely to meet you Akane. Would you care to join us? As John's adoptive daughter, you must have much to share about him." Though her face read polite, there was a slight venom to her voice. Not necessarily towards the woman. Honestly, no. Freya wondered if she could possibly make this chaotic new character in her life an ally, though likely uneasy as it would be. "You wouldn't mind her joining us, would you John?" Her question was more of a challenge. If he chased her away, she'd know something was up with what she was saying, if he didn't, she could find out what she needed, hopefully, from her. Unless Akane decided to be a total wild card and just hang about and give her nothing. But Freya didn't much see it as a lose versus just meeting someone else she'd be able to place a name to face in the streets.
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"Write a song, huh? Well you better get to thinking up some good lyrics~" If Jean was going to write a song then Seri was definitely going to bug the ever loving crap out of him until he played it for her one day. Scanning over the buffet table, the siren's attention was taken back once Jean mentioned a mystery gift in his pocket for her. Being the greedy little thing she was, Seri was quick to pick his pockets until she found a moonstone hairpin. Her irises grew bigger in size as they sparkled in awe. "J'adore ça! This is perfect, Kitty Kat!" She honestly wasn't expecting such a nice gift. It definitely topped that old ring that Leo the crow gifted her!
The excited bird damn near pounced on Jean, squeezing him in her arms and planted a big ol' smooch on his left cheek. During all of that, the minx managed to slip his gift into his back jean pocket. It was a long yet small box and inside was the eyebrow jewelry, an old lock pick set that she had kept in good condition, and pendant with a teardrop shaped snowflake obsidian in it. On the back of that pendant she had engraved her name, address, and number. Seri figured getting Jean an actual cat collar would've made him a little too upset, so she settled for this idea. "Merry Late Christmas. Just in case if I have to bail you out of kitty jail~" The woman teased before taking a bite out of the crab cake that he had offered to her.
The siren chowed down on as much food and booze as she could before hearing the cat shifter's proposition for trouble. Taking a swig from a swiped wine bottle, Seri gave it some good thought before a mischievous little smile curled the ends of her lips. "All of the above and then some, my dear boy~" As she handed off the wine bottle to Jean, her amber eyes laid their sights on a multi-tiered cake on the other end of the buffet table. A childish idea ran into her head as she scurried over to the towering cake. With her left index finger, she immediately wrote her signature into the frosting before licking it off clean. Next on her list was rearranging some of the seafood into strange sculptures. With the whole roasted salmon, she placed some crab legs into to make it look like the fish had weird legs. From there she just went down the line of pranks and games to do as the alcohol was slowly starting to hit her system. "Jeany-Jeeaaaan~ Keep up! I'm getting ahead of you now!" As she was just about to create more chaos, the DJ started playing more dance club music. Immediately Seri's mind moved over from pranks to just dancing her tipsy butt off. The teal feathered crest on the side of her head fluffed and rose up in typical birdy excitement before she darted off to the dancefloor. "Change of plans, let's dance~" Seri exclaimed as she waved her hands to urge him to follow. The bird was always drawn to upbeat and fun music. As she danced, she sang along to the song carefree.
With so many things to do, Ceres almost couldn't decide... almost]. As soon as her eyes set upon the buffet of food, her stomach instantly growled as with the baby kicking excitedly. There was so much! On top of that, there were plenty of new things for the two of them to try out.... FOR FREE! The dryad would've nearly started drooling if she hadn't quickly caught herself first. "A-Ahem... Why don't we try out some of the food? They even have a decent fruit selection, so why don't we see if we can find something that might top oranges, hmm?" The last bit was said with a playful tone. She already knew that there probably wasn't a fruit out there that Driz would love more than oranges... but who knew? A new upcoming year meant new possibilities!
Gently wrapping her arms around Driz's, she guided them over to the fruit first. She had honestly been craving some strawberries and honeydew melon for a while. She could honestly eat the entire table of fruit if she truly wanted... but alas she had to show some restraint. Sure there was enough food to go around but she didn't want to be a bottomless pit in front of random people. Besides, she wanted to make sure that Driz also had fun and got some fruit in his tummy, too! Grabbing two plates, Ceres started piling on any fruit and other food she could for the both of them... well, technically 3 if you count the baby. Everything smelled and looked so good and fresh, she couldn't possibly wait to dig in! With a small mountain of food on each plate, Ceres had them scurry over to a nearby table to relax and have dinner. They had plenty of time to do other things too if anything had interested them later. She just wanted to get her chow down first!
Now that the light is released, surely it can't fail, Across time it's got to reach someone The light of glory is right across the way, It's the story I'm about to weave with you all
Sighing lowly, he couldn't help in thinking on how dumb this is gonna be; just met with this stranger, now he's going to perform in-front of him with dancing?! No normal being does this and finish smoothly. A shot worth in getting some praise? Who knows. Good thing, he brought that player in-case things get too bland... and for him to work those moves at his own pace. Approaching the booth as his eyes trails all around the setup as well as it's outside surroundings, noticing a few musical instruments which is good for him. He pulls it out, plopping the device into the music input --- searching through until he hit a short song. ❝ Just listen and watch. ❞ He said, almost demanding manner not caring whenever he stands up or takes a seat; taking some time to fix himself up before in a blink, the track playing with Hikaru now facing Seth in position.
As the music started, the dragon took no time in working his magic of his lower body practically dancing in heels; nothing matter to him, only perfectionism in this choreography.
Rays of light from the stars in the night sky above Send a plea from across the ages With colours that haven't faded So that our wishes, too, will be in someone's heart someday, Let's shine on like that star
The water magi followed Hikaru as they picked their start. He wasn't sure what was going on right now but that just made it more exciting! Curiously Seth watched as the other male got settled. For a brief moment, the violinist wondered if the other guests would welcome the music change, but soon he was drawn back to Hikaru as the music changed. Seth watched as they danced to the music, once more wondering what stopped them from going pro. They were good enough. When they finished Seth smiled and clapped for Hikaru as he walked to the dragon. When he reached them he smiled.
"Like I said earlier: You're good! I'm sure you'd make a great dancer." The magi smiled as he leaned back against the wall nearby. "I'd say, why not find yourself a nice group in the area?" Seth asked with a serious tone to his voice. It was a start and nothing would happen if they never tried. The young man waited patiently for a reply from Hikaru. He had no hurry this day as no one expected him home.
❖Solomon gave an honest shrug of his shoulders “Not that I know of as for class we should go to one of these speakeasies enlighten me.” He was both curious about speakeasies and craving a classic Cuban cigar. Solomon found himself smiling now at her comment of benign the life of the party which is true. Other than being a giant compared to most of not all the people here her fashion, looks, and all-around presence it was hard to deny.” it’s not because you’re tall right?” he said sarcastically showcasing his tendency to be a smart a** all in good faith though. He picked up on her displeasure with her current drink “ let me know if you prefer something more refined than this swill I got you.” What women didn’t want a guy actually paid attention then again he was being a good date on top of that. As she spoke the words of chaos an idea sprung in his mind a ring of sorts.
❖He followed her finger to a couple a women who couldn't dance which was sad to look at. “ I find your passion to ******** with people attractive I think I’ll help you carve some shock into these poor people.” His olive-green eyes looked into her gold ones green ad gold a nice pair. Bamidele's next line of words had him interested now he was grinning the man didn’t assume he was getting nookie this night. It was a wonderful surprise to be sure he would take her up on that offer less he is a fool. Yet sex was not his only motivation or drive he was here to make an impression and go from there. “ Now I’m motivated,” he said cooly the look in his eyes was not so cool the fire is there. Before he could make move she got in close one hand on his shoulder.
❖Solomon saw her lips and felt her power and so did Adram yet they were not worried confident in their prowess. Standing on his feet he had to look up at her “Just try and keep up…and I hope you know how to move those hips ” it was easier said than done when your date 7ft plus tall. Solomon led her to the dance floor without a warning he lifted up his index finger. Producing a small pea-sized black flame “ Let spice things up a bit” he dashed the flame to the floor manipulating the flame with such skill to spread out. Making people jump back from the unexpected flames finally forming into a rose-like pattern around them. Enough room for them to dance and enough space left over for everyone else. “ I hope you know how to Salsa Cuban style” getting in close he put one hand around her waist pulling her in closer almost touching.
❖Digging into his Cuban roots Solomon would not disgrace his people this day! Salsa Dance Cuban Style TimeStamp: 2:21 Given Bamidele's height, Solomon had to adjust the moves he was accustomed to making him think on his feet. Which proved a good thing to test himself making his movement more precise and dynamic. By the time he was done he was sweating and full of adrenaline he looked more alive than he had in a long time. Ebony skin glistening he was even more handsome than before. His smile showed part of his white teeth as he looked up at this date waiting for a response. As the black flames all around them finally begin to die down.
With a flute perched between her fingers like a cigarette, Candy scanned the horizon of slow dancers and table talkers. It wasn't the same sort of 'party' she was used to - but that wouldn't stop her from partaking in a little alcohol. She pressed the edge of the glass to her lips and began to tip back before she realized someone had approached nearby. That same red gaze fell over to a rather well dressed and.... Short-er man. A coy smile played at the corner of her lips unbeknownst to him. She was no stranger to the attraction she put out to other strangers - there was a reason she held the profession she did. She glanced back over to the formal band on stage and leaned her tail bone against the table with gentle ease, still hovering the glass around her bottom lip. Bubbles fled to the surface when they could in an almost constant roll. "That's what they all say until the ball drops~." And that was the truth. Everyone was grabbing a glass within the three minute mark and passing them around to anyone they could with an empty hand; it didn't matter the place.
"Non." She practically purred, a bare hint of French accent dripping off the syllable. The second time she looked to him, she crossed an arm over her waistline and gave him a slow once-over. The color choice was nice. And he had a strong, handsome face. But with her heels, he still stood an inch or three shorter than her. She pursed her lips and took a drawn out sip, letting the liquid sit in her mouth and fizz on the back of her tongue. It was bitter. She swallowed and exhaled relaxedly. "I don't supposed I am." She smiled again, this time her gaze unwavering. "Voulez-vous jouer? Something dark and strong, please~."
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Now that the light is released, surely it can't fail, Across time it's got to reach someone The light of glory is right across the way, It's the story I'm about to weave with you all
His movement had rhythm, flow... the beats, and balances in the works; even catching glances from some bystanders, watching this dragon's footwork and hand motions. Once the music ended, only a few bystanders gave some mild applauds which got Hikaru's attention, nervously scratching behind his head fanning a free hand repeating "It's nothing! It's nothing". It was stupid in discussing musical theme, now it's embarrassing in performing in public. A guilty pleasure if he's being real.
Hearing the compliment made a deep red blush appear across his face, turning to his side, aggressive mumbling could be heard from the dragon; he's graceful at Seth's comment yet, his bitter side was currently activate. ❝ Y-you know-- you... you don't need to tell me twice! Only a few handle of folks seen me d-dance like that...! So--- I-I will create a dancing group after today... so t-thank you for the boost! ❞ Almost hiding his blushing face behind his long hair, twirling some locks in-between the fingers still growling to himself. ❝ Co-...come on! What else you wanna do at the moment as the night's still young!? ❞Hikaru stammers, still red in the face now eyeing the water magi.
Rays of light from the stars in the night sky above Send a plea from across the ages With colours that haven't faded So that our wishes, too, will be in someone's heart someday, Let's shine on like that star
The young man had thoroughly enjoyed the other’s performance. He was smiling the entire time and leaned back a bit when they returned to him. He was feeling calm and relaxed and it showed. He chuckled softly when he heard their words and rubbed his head. "I’m sorry. It just looked really amazing." he apologized. It didn’t escape him that they blushed a lot, but the magi just attributed that to their dance earlier. It did go kind of wild. Seth turned to the table and picked up some juice, deducing that alcohol would probably just make them more thirsty if they were, and offered it to Hikaru. "You can probably use something to drink right now." he explained and waited if they would accept. If they accepted the glass he would let go as they took it, if not he would put it back on the table.
Either way he would stand with his hands on his back in a calm posure and listen to what he was being asked. It gave him something to think about as he looked around at the ball they were at. "What can you all do at a ball? Well besides dancing of course. I have to admit I have never experienced one beyond being on the stage with an orchestra. Usually I am too busy at a grand event like this to really see beyond my violin." he said as his cheeks darkened a bit. He went to so many balls, but never really paid attention beyond the orchestra. It was a little embarrassing to admit. In fact he wasn’t used to a lot of free time to begin with. Something he at times wondered was really what his old master had wanted for him after teaching him to play. Or perhaps they had wished Seth took some time for himself more than he did.
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Akane was quite pleased with her intrusion, it seemed like it bothered John and made him look bad around his date and that already seemed like her mission was close to accomplished. How it would spark joy to her if she saw the gorgeously feline woman clawing his face off for wasting her time. She wouldn't let Vitessa out of the gossip though, she would most likely send her videos to show her exactly what went down. But, alas, John desperately tried to save his night by associating her with himself.
There might have been a momentary change in her expression, a quick furrow to her brows when he associated himself with her, calling her his adoptive daughter and even touching her like she was in fact a child. His child. Ugh, adoptive or not, she couldn't help but shudder at the thought though, before she could try and slap his arm away and try to fight back, she heard the other woman.
"Lovely to meet you Akane. Would you care to join us? As John's adoptive daughter, you must have much to share about him."
"Oh I would love to~" she would respond in a sing-song tone, freeing herself from his crab-pinch and moved back to the woman, staying closer to her now than to John as though she found herself the perfect ally/shield from John for the night, who would keep her close. "Oh I'm sure he wouldn't mind, he likes having a lot of women around, I would know. Adoptive daughter and all." she'd say with a playful nod.
"Should we get some drinks? Akane would ask, looking back at John as though implying for him to get them some but it wasn't exactly a request. It was up to him to follow up on that or just stick around, but she would look back at the woman with a little smirk and tilt her head, "I can see that John has a clear liking for the short, gorgeous and independent kinds." she'd state. She didn't mean any disrespect for her, she truly meant the complementing aspect of it, but she also was trying to warn the woman that she wasn't the only one in his radar. "Are you a business partner? A partner? A possible partner?" she asked, barely leaving much room for fluffy small-talk.
