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Post by Veros on Mar 7, 2007 17:29:05 GMT -5
A dusk, a party if being held at the SoHo skating rink, which was rented out for just this party by Killian, he was maybe 19 or 20 with a muscular body and dark, glossy brown hair that fell to his shoulder. In he dark brown eyes, something reckless and confident in almost always in his eyes. During his party so far, he stayed off to the side, talking to anyone that came over. The music being played, was mainly rock or metal or even punk, but at times country music was played, but not once was true dance music played. On the right hand wall was tables lined up with lots of junk food, a sign was posted on a booth snack bar near the back on the right, offer both healthy and more snack foods and drinks (sodas, water, and alcohol), for free as Killian has paid for it already. Tables where set up in the main area to allow easy travel, but places to eat. The skating rink itself, had people heavy dancing to the music.
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Post by Giant Brother on Mar 7, 2007 19:16:11 GMT -5
Cassandra Degren zipped on the ice in a shiny red gown Glenn had given her she was thoroughly enjoying herself, while Glenn merely rested against the ice in his white buisness suit. Occasionally Cassandra would whirl around when she passed the area where the music was being played, shouting out to them to play some hits from the Salmon Sandwich. Of course, she didn't tell them that the Salmon Sandwich never made any recordings. Occasionally Glenn would grumble that they could bother to play some actual dance music, or at least the occasional disco song or two.
Meanwhile, Karen was sitting at one of the tables, drawing several stares with her lab coat and eye implant. Mostly people just dismissed it as her thinking it was a costume party. The scientist didn't take food from the canteen, instead taking a bracelet she had outfitted for interdimensional travel and pulling a cherry cheesecake from the base when no one was looking.
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Post by Ninmast on Mar 7, 2007 20:46:08 GMT -5
*Karen*
"I'd ask you if you wanted to skate with me," a familiar voice the scientist would recognize as Silvite's spoke out as the brown-haired Olympist sat down next to her, "but you look rather involved in your cheesecake."
*Glenn*
(Ooh, Star's never met Cassandra before!)
"Heya, Glenn!" The cotton candy superheroine floated in midair beside the omnipotent. "What's the point in coming to an ice-skating party if you're just gonna sit on the ice?"
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Post by Giant Brother on Mar 7, 2007 20:52:06 GMT -5
*Karen*
Karen looked beside her and smiled. "Hey Jeff!" She said happily, wiping some cherry off her mouth as all indications of an evil genius faded away. "Sorry, haven't ate all day... planning the destruction of free will and all that. How have you been?" For some reason, the destroying free will comment was different from when she normally said it. It was more of a joke than reality this time.
*Glenn*
Glenn looked over at Star. He nodded his head in a slight bow. "Pinky." He said as a greeting. "The reason why I am here would be...." The omnipotent blushed a bit and jerked a finger at the red and Hasted skating blur that just zipped by. "Her."
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Post by Ninmast on Mar 7, 2007 21:42:45 GMT -5
*Karen*
"Eh, same ol', same ol'," Jeff answered with a shrug. "The Council just spent the afternoon grilling me about how I don't take things seriously enough. As if guarding them with my life wasn't enough. For a bunch of dead, old fogies, they're more bossy than my old track coaches. Tell ya what, let me get you some real food. They've got a bratwurst and hot dog stand."
*Glenn*
To Star's eyes, the girl wasn't moving as fast as she seemed to be to others, giving her enough time to pick up on the details. She smiled coyly. "Glenn! When did you get a girlfriend?"
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Post by Veros on Mar 7, 2007 23:59:41 GMT -5
Killian leaning against the wall glances quickly over the crowd at his party and laughed lightly at the pink girl floating in the air, causing the suppression of his energy to come undone for a brief moment, making a massive energy spike for a brief moment. He then briefly looks at in the direction the girl was looking in and then attempts to act like nothing happened.
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Post by Giant Brother on Mar 8, 2007 8:04:31 GMT -5
*Karen*
Karen leered a bit. \"Cheesecake IS real food.... Ah, why not?\" The scientist shrugged and got up.
*Glenn*
Glenn frowned. \"She..... isn\'t, well. Yeah. She\'s not my girlfriend. I\'m not so fortunate.\" The young man lowered his head and grumbled something under his breath.
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Post by Enigma on Mar 8, 2007 10:14:21 GMT -5
The dark figure stood upon the ice with a simer of his face, an almost inquire of his own reason for being in that paticular instant. The dark trench swayed over him, hood up over his head. Easily for knowing him, it was Wingly, that was given. The silver headed wonder just stood therre, like he was feared to move, but the trench swaying infront of him, covering him elegantly made his presence known, aswell as the dark aura he naturally had about him, it made him very, very noticable, but did he care? No, did he like to? Hell no. \"Seems... empty to me... no?\" he questioned in his arrogant tone.
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Post by Veros on Mar 8, 2007 16:55:18 GMT -5
(Enigma, next time I would like it if you ask to join first, but Wingly is accepted)
Killian getting off of the wall, appears behind the dark figure, and rests his hand on his shoulder, causing Wingly's dark aura to be suppressed with a spell he cast mentally, so it wouldn't draw any attention, he then whispers to Wingly, "Try not to do keep aura's up, at my party, I do not like random people keeping aura's up with who knows what abilities," before instantly reappearing at his spot against the wall.
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Post by gamemaker on Mar 8, 2007 19:32:14 GMT -5
(Sorry for the late entrance!)
Mary was skating in the rink with black pants on, a black blouse, and a black pair of skates on. She had her hair up in a pony-tail on the back of her head.
Mary did an accasunal trick when there was enough room, recieving applause from the rest of the guests (not you guys, of course, unless you want to.)
She saw the dark guy (wingly) as she skated around, as well as Star (Hey Star!).
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Post by Ninmast on Mar 8, 2007 23:12:13 GMT -5
*Karen*
Jeff grinned as he led the way over to the stand. "Yeah, it's real food, but not very filling." He ordered a bratwurst, but for toppings, only asked for cheese, instead of the onions, chives, or five different mustards.
When it was done, he held it before him with a look of triumph. "Now this, this is food. To most, it may not seem like much, but to an athlete, it's a rare delicacy."
*Glenn*
Star's expression softened quickly. "Oh my, you've really got it bad, don't you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mock that. Does she have some other guy, or something?"
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Post by Giant Brother on Mar 9, 2007 9:16:17 GMT -5
*Karen*
Karen giggled as she took an Octoberfest sausage, sneaking a bottle of some sort of relish from her bracelet portal and slathering it on. The relish was a bright orange and red, and reeked of hot peppers. "I can relate. I have a figure to maintain you know.... You would not believe how many times I have to scold Epsilon for criticizing my eating habits."
*Glenn*
Glenn kept his arms folded. "Don't worry about the mocking." He grumbled. "Just consider it as payback for all I've done. As for why, well, she's interested in someone else, though he does not share the feeling, she's extremely sensitive on some subjects, and you know me... she'd probabally view a relationship with me as mental torture." Glenn said, his tone becoming increasingly sour with each reason.
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Post by Ninmast on Mar 9, 2007 13:21:46 GMT -5
*Karen*
Jeff nodded as he chewed through his first bite, swallowing before he spoke. "Where is the old metalhead, anyway?" Despite the nickname, he said it in a way that suggested friendly affection, rather than insult.
*Glenn*
Star allowed her hovering to settle down so she was sitting beside him. "Have you voiced your feelings at all?"
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Post by Giant Brother on Mar 9, 2007 16:00:49 GMT -5
*Karen*
"Oh, he's at the base. I wanted to bring him with me to celebrate, but he'd be too suspicous." Karen said as she took a bite from her sausage.
*Glenn*
Glenn sighed in slight annoyance. "Well, unlike you, who is, what, two hundred? I am as old as I appear. That sort of stuff is still difficult for me. Besides, I've other reasons..."
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Post by Ninmast on Mar 9, 2007 18:30:44 GMT -5
*Karen*
"Celebrate?" he asked. "What's the occassion?"
*Glenn*
The pink-haired girl frowned. "I am not two hundred ... If you have to know, I'm somewhere around thirty, not that it's any of your business, and you might be interested to know that matters of the heart aren't any easier for me now than they were when I really was sixteen. What kind of other reasons?"
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