Orange Taffy Lounge

[ATTN: Open]

Isaac slammed the door open, stopping for a moment in the doorway, his wizard robes billowing about him dramatically for a moment before he gave almost a childish grin and closed the door behind him.

"Always wanted to do that," he told the attendant gleefully, passing him his hat as he fastened a bracelet around his wrist and brushing past him without another word.

Another entered behind him quickly, tall and dark haired. He nodded to the doorman, hesitating a moment when the man at the door offered to take his coat.

"Mind if I keep it with me?" Trick asked. "I get cold easy."

Genji Ichigo opens the door wondering what kind of lounge this place is first thing he notice was the bouncer asking about a bracelet.
Genji remembers a bracelete he pulls it out and shows it to the bouncer

"Mind if i keep hold of it? i just don't want to lose this it holds great power and memories"

he walks up to a chair and sits down trying to get use to his new surroundings it was very confusing on what was going down

[ATTN: Man]

Trick nodded and smiled. As he had expected. "Of course, no problems," he said, taking his coat off and handing it over, revealing his jester's motley beneath. He had no weapons inside his coat, just his usual supplies - his cards, a cigarette lighter, some snack bars, duct tape, rope, etc. The sort of things he imagined he might need at some point in his work.

[ATTN: Kurtiss]

Isaac sat down at the bar, thinking for a moment before he became aware that a man was approaching him. He turned as he approached, turning so that his deaf side was facing away from him - he'd gone deaf in his right ear long ago, experimenting with his magic, and it left him feeling exposed.

He gave the man a broad smile. "I'm sorry, I couldn't resist," he said, looking down and tugging at his robes, his long brown hair getting in his eyes. "This outfit is so much fun - barkeep, can I have a coffee?" he said absently, keeping his focus on Kurtiss.

[ATTN: Open]

"C'mon, I don't want to go in dressed like this..." A more serious voice popped out behind the door, though she was apprehensive about coming to a sketchy place like this in the first place. "Let's go home, I really want to get back to my crossword!" She sounded more and more desperate at this point.

"Oh, stop it! It'll be fuuuuun! We'll get to meet new people, maybe have a couple of beers, and even better, maybe we'll meet some cute guys." A slightly higher voice chimed in, and a crash could be heard from outside the bar, more of a glomp than an actual fight. The two argued for a little big before a really high squeaky voice mentioned that she didn't roll that way before entering first, with a great big blush.

Two of the girls were obviously identical twins... in both costume and appearance. Both of them were wearing short skirts with their sailor-suit tops. One of them had her long, sandy brown hair tied up in a ponytail, and the other had her hair bow simply tied in a bow, cocked to the side a little bit. It was clear to all that one of them was far more comfortable with the notion that girls took Halloween to dress scandalously, as the one without the ponytail waved around at people she knew. Meanwhile, their short football player friend was wearing a helmet two-sizes too large and a jersey that looked more like a cocktail dress. Still, she tried her best to be intimidating, and that's all that counts.

[ATTN: Kurtiss, Twins, Open]

Isaac smiled. "Hm... both?" he said, with a bit of a laugh. "I don't go around dressed like this, heaven forbid, my students think I'm weird enough already. But I am - "

His attention darted over towards the door as a group of girls walked in, two of them dressed rather... scantily. He turned away, sending a vague gust of wind their way, sending their skirts flying up around them, as if a gust of air had burst through the door behind them. He cut the wind as the door closed, keeping his amusement hidden. "I am a mage," he finished, smiling at Kurtiss.

[ATTN: Isaac, Open]

Correia was not pleased at all. She pouted as she put her hands down on her skirt to prevent it from blowing up, though it did not protect the back of her skirt from showing off the silk that she had decided to wear under her dress today. Looking behind her, she cursed the door and sauntered into the crowd, rather angry. This feeling was soon lost, however, with a quick order of cinnamon buns and frosted brownies, she was right as rain. Her twin sister, however, was a little more mortified, as she had not had the foresight to put her hands on her skirt, revealing her (oddly similar) undergarments to the crowd. "Motherfreaking wind... it wasn't even breezy outside today and now it decides to act up..." She grumbles all the way to the barstool beside Isaac mindlessly.

"BARKEEP? You got anything hard in here?" She could feel that it was a looooong night. Olivi, meanwhile, found one of the couches as she sat down and took her helmet off, leaving her in her blue-and-gold jersey.

"CORREIIIAAAA, Ravenna told you not to have too many sweets!" The little girl gave a glare at Correia, who was already scarfing down bunches and bunches of chocolates, cake, and whatever else she could get her grubby hands on. Fortunately, she was stopped very early on, so she only got her hands on two pieces of chocolate cake and a cookie.

"Fine..." Sullen, she trudges over with plates of food for both her and Olivi.

Arianna is wearing a long coat as she approaches the address given on the invite. She cannot believe she is getting away with this costume. Well if anyone thinks she is a kid after this they will be mistaken. She approaches the door and sees a large man standing in front. “Hello, I am Arianna Chiodo, I was invited.” She shows him the invite. She tries to stand as tall as she could and wait for his cracks about being too young. Even with the heels she is lucky if she hits 5 feet. “Well are you going to let me in to the party or let me freeze?”

Arianna Open

Jessie exits out of a cab standing out in the dimly lit street. He looks around as he puts his cowboy hat on and pulls the invite from his pants pocket. He smiles slyly and walks up behind someone who is wearing a trench coat. Whoever it is, they are wearing heels. That’s a good sign. It must be a woman, but she is awfully short compared to him. He wonders what she looks like as she begins to tell the bouncer off.

“Whoa whoa whoa little lady, is there something I can do to warm you up?” He asked as he grinned as he put his back against the wall of the building. He was facing the lady and away from the bouncer. He flashed his invite at the bouncer. “Name’s Jessie James Alavance, what’s your name sweetcheeks?”

{Attn: Jessie}

Arianna shakes her head at the guy before her. “If I were you I would stop with the little lady remarks. Especially if you are trying to get on my good side.” The winds start to swirl in response to her anger. She smirks at Jessie. “Trust me you do not want to be on my sh** list.” She looks Bouncer and shakes her head. “Can you believe that guy?”

[ATTN: Closed, non-canon]

Victoire shivered a little bit at her meal table... Somehow, she had been invited to something, and was thinking about how she could get that bum, Jiles to let her go. It sure sounded like it would be a lot of fun, but there was just so much to do... She sighed and bumped her head against the wall of the cafeteria, feeling like Cinderella. Stupid chores and assignments. Maybe she could go if she finished those early, but... Ugh, stupid chores!

A noise of teeth clattering under a pile of blanket could be heard in the corner of the kitchen. It seemed like someone was there due to the kitchen being just a little bit warmer.

That was an odd noise, she thought. Getting up, she brushed her long red hair to the side, and walked over to the kitchen door, opening it. It was not like she was NOT wary, with a gloved fist ready to punch the living daylights out of people. "Cold today, isn't it?" She feigned a little interest in the person's life, after all, he/she could be a spy!

''Y-y-you d-d-d-don't h-av-e t--t-to r-e-mind me....!'' Victoire would surely reconize his voice from under the blankets.

"Oh, poor, poor Kressie..." She smirked at his plight. At least she had a shot at getting out of here, he was stuck here for the next forseeable while. "So... you know, there's this party going on, and I really wanna go, but I have this teensy weensy little assignment that has to be done..." She giggles at him and bats a couple eyelashes. Oh, men were all the same, bat a couple lashes and they crumble in your hands.

He barely let out his face off his blanket, and he looked like a raccoon due to the lack of sleep and his eye was twitching. ''You're asking me to do an assignement at your place ? What will it give me in return ?...'' To be honest he would want to to get out of this place himself.

Oh, dear, she should have thought this out better... "Um... Well, what do you want?"

''S-o-o-o-omething wa-r-rm...sle-e-eep...'' Kresimir said looking like he was going insane.

"Alright, alright... yeesh, I'm cold too, but I'm not this much of a pansy..." Quickly igniting a fire, she got a quick pot of soup up for the two of them. "Sit up, you might as well freeze to death so that they can identify you without that ridiculous blanket..."

Kresimir sit up and look at her making a soup. ''Yo-o-ou're gon-n-a-a-a make a soup ?...'' He asked surprised

"Father always told me you should know how to cook... I never liked it, made me feel a little too girly, but still."

''I s-e-e.... ugh.... s-o-o t-t-ired.'' He was still shivering under his blankets.

A half hour (and many teasing comments about Kresmir's manliness) later and the soup was done for both of them. Pouring it in two separate bowls, she handed Kresmir a spoon. "Hope it's not too hot..."

''You could go as a princess.'' Kresimir said with a small grin.

... "Heck, no." That was just a compromisal of her code. She is a warrior, gosh darn it, not a froufrou fairy princess! "Come on, do you seriously have any other ideas?" Her cheeks puffed up, but right there and then, the princess inside her came out. "Like, it's all pink and girly and... blech."

''Mmm... Maybe the party place would have one, or somewhere near it ?...'' He said as he continued eating his soup.

She gulped and looked away, showing him the invitation. "No costume, no entrance..." Dressing up in front of him would be embarrassing, but in front of VALEN? While he's AWAKE?

''Well just find something on the way then. And when you come back you could show Valen.'' Kresimir said with a smile.

With a devious smile, she accepted his terms. "Alright, then." She could just buy a costume, and never wear it. He'd never know the difference!

''Oh and... I want to see it too when you come back.'' He said with a grin.

Curses... that'd be a little more difficult to handle. Not too difficult, but difficult enough. "Um... okay... But it'll be cold... I don't want to be walking around in just my costume..."

''Place something over it till you get to us and show us ?...'' Kresimir replied.


DARN IT! People and their logic. Sullen, she sighed and agreed. "Fine. But remember, you can't tell ANYOOOOOONE about this. Jiles finds out about this, he'll have me for breakfast." Grabbing her cloak, she began to escape the frozen wasteland that was Serraph's corner, choosing instead the Orange Taffy Lounge... save, of course, a little side trip.

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[ATTN: Open]

And that is the tale of how a strong young warrior woman ended up showing up to a party wearing what appeared to be the girliest and the most pink costume ever, with so much feminine detail that even the youngest of little girls would die in glee if she owned something like the dress Victoire was wearing. Frills and ruffles adorned the skirt of the dress, while the top of the dress was strapless, with long pink satin gloves. On her feet were ridiculous pink shoes that looked like dancing shoes... "Gods be with me, I look so freaking stupid right now..." She sighed and shook her head and walked over to the bouncer, showing her ticket. Noticing two others out here, she gulped and looked away. This was NOT her choice of outfit at all, though she was plenty thankful that she still had her red cloak on to hide her clothes.

Arianna bouncer open

Jessie begins to laugh slightly as he opens his fist and holds his hand flat. A little flame pops up in his hand and he smiles. “Another force user I see. Force wind hmm?” he asked. “I am a pyro user myself. I might get myself on your sh*t list, but I at least don’t get burned. I do the burning around here.” He said as he squinted his eyes at her. “I take no one’s crap including the little ladies.”

[ATTN: Sierra, Kurtiss]

Isaac looked over as one of the girls sat next to him and nodded sympathetically. "Fascinating," he said, as Kurtiss explained his magic, genuinely interested. "I've never heard of magic like that." The barkeep finally came back with his coffee, and he snatched it up without a word to the man, taking a sip. "I have some power over wind and sound." He looked back over at the girl next to him, again sympathetic. "I wish I could have stopped that. I was a little too slow to react," he said, sounding apologetic.

[ATTN: Isaac]

Sierra glared at him, and hmmfed. She was definitely not impressed by any of the men here, and he wasn't much different (despite her current looks, of course). A wand in her hand could have been used to smack him, but she knew the rules. No physical violence. "Well, thanks for your concern, sir..." She did not know his name and gave a pause before looking at Victoire come in... holy cow, this girl looked RIDICULOUS, and she was not afraid to laugh at her expense.

Victoire sheds her bright red cloak revealing the girlish dress underneath. "Gods, I look bad, don't I?" She mutters to herself.

Genji walks to the bar and looks at what seems liek a never ending menu he decided to start off small and not order any thing at all he'll wait till he can decide later. he goes back sitting in his chair looking at everyone in there costums everyone seems to be enjoying there selves he smiles.

Attn: [Arianna, Jessie]

Uteke walked up to the address given in the invitation, feeling almost high and mighty in his elegant apparel. As Uteke came closer to the front doors, he made out two other guests seemingly cross with each other. Uteke quickly stepped in between the two, summoning a slight wind to blow them away from each other.

"Excuse me...but I couldn't help but overhear the exchange between you two. Now I'm not looking for a fight, but can we please try to keep the violence down? There's no need to throw around any bitter feelings tonight."

{Attn: Jessie, Uteke, open}

Arianna’s eyes pop open. “I should have known you were a demon, because there is no way you are a god. Not with that attitude at least.” She brushes past the cowboy and bows politely to the other man. "Sorry sir, there won't be any violence from me. I am Arianna and you are?"

She smiles at him and walks into the bar, giving the bouncer her coat. She looks around. “Wow this is some magic!!! I wonder how they make the fire different colors.” She says out loud as she walks up to the bar. “I will have some ale please.”

[Attn: Jessie, Arianna]

Uteke thought his words didn't get through when the woman spoke to the cowboy, but felt relieved when she bowed and said sorry, introducing herself as well. "I'm Uteke." He said with a soft smile. Afterwards, Arianna walked into the club, leaving Uteke and the other man outside. Uteke turned to the guy and gave an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry for stepping in like that, but this should be a night of fun and camaraderie." With that, Uteke made his way into the bar, astounded by the sights and sounds.

[ATTN: Kurtiss]

Isaac nodded, leaning forward against the counter as he listened to him speak. "I've never heard of - oh!" he said, with a start. "I haven't introduced myself. Isaac Visei, at your service," he said, holding out his hand to shake with a smile.