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Post by Loki on Jun 6, 2021 18:41:49 GMT -8
Just a few steps away from the lounging Knight of Rains and his entourage... She slid on over to Loki and the Chevaliers, noting Eurydice was conversing with Lucas. "What's going on? Y'all having a good time?"
"Hi Kai, your Ogre friend is pretty good at hitting stuff," the Elemental said. He was uncharacteristically quiet, contemplating something as the amber glow of his good eye trains on the walking diamond cut light show. "Mhn, not really, but that'll be fixed," he sighed, shrugging. Prasad's lips stretched over deadly teeth as they exchanged a look.
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Post by Kai Rose on Jun 6, 2021 19:05:36 GMT -8
"Right?" She said enthusiastically. Wayland's shot had been damn good, especially given the number of people in the pool.
As she settled into a seat, her trained eye caught the look between the two Chevaliers. She lowered her voice.
"What's up? You good?"
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Post by Loki on Jun 8, 2021 12:19:24 GMT -8
Prasad appeared relaxed, emotions running cool as only his eyes seem to track. Fast movement of shouting mundies and flying volleyballs occasionally pulled his attention like a snake catching the swift warmth of a mouse before the secondary lid flicked and he was back on target. There was an energy to his focus known to a patient Spear.
Loki seemed to be using the other as a reliable anchor, a soft rumble coming from the man-eater whenever the Elemental was getting twitchy. Loki was a nuclear core, sitting on something and on a hair trigger that the former Sage had either fed herself or keeping him distracted, "Yeah, Rose. It's a mundie party celebrating Riley's good shit. M'not stupid," he chuckled hurmourlessly, nodding to Eurydice as if to reassure her.
The Dragon, however, was preoccupied with a Fairest who was laying it on thick.
"How's your night?"
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Post by Kai Rose on Jun 8, 2021 17:44:13 GMT -8
"So far, so good," Kai said honestly, gesturing to a seat to see if he was cool for her to join them. Apparently, he didn't want to talk about it. That was fine. It was a mundie party celebrating Riley's good shit. It just wasn't going to tell her what was going on. That was fine. Ivory was doing her thing, the correction facilitated. Maybe she'd figuratively bend the knee here and now and get some backup. That would be fine. Oath Party with Sir Nimbus & Co. She glanced over to Luke and Eurydice with a half-smile and muttered, "I've done what I hoped to do tonight. Now it's just a matter of seeing what goes down. Easter party was wild. This has a... different vibe."
As she said it, she showed Loki and Prasad something on her phone*. FEELS LIKE ARCHIE CONGRATULATING HIMSELF
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Post by Loki on Jun 10, 2021 20:06:25 GMT -8
Loki's eye twitches before he rubs it with his fist. "Easy," Prasad rumbles to the Elemental, folding his arms as he scans a golden eye over Kai's text to see what the fuss was about. The giant has to lean down far enough that most of the silver dreadlocks hid his face. The quiet laugh was full of razor teeth and sounded like a dying lawn mower. "S'a Fairest. Kai. And the Kith of a major domo. Of course he's going to enjoy the success of his house-" "We're gonna go." "You didn't want to cause a scene around the Bright One."
Despite his caution, Loki's reptilian companion didn't move to stop the other from advancing through the throng of mundies. Rather, Prasad breezed behind, offering his hand to respond to Kai's phone as they walked. Arrayer attacked with a spring contract. Another indentured service through pledge.
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Post by Kai Rose on Jun 10, 2021 20:14:16 GMT -8
"Oh."
Kai sighed, showing Prasad the text as she breezed along with him. She glanced after Loki, then up to Prasad. Enough time had passed that there was no turning this train around.
"Wellllll, shit."
Was this going to be a duel? Was there a reckoning to be reckoned?
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Post by Loki on Jun 14, 2021 15:50:21 GMT -8
Loki picks up speed, flames streaking from the cracks forming across his mien as his Mantle flares.
He vaults across the table like the hood of a car, combat boots plowing into the form of Archie Hartman.
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