Late to the party as always, MirrorMan finds his way into the holiday party. Looking around, he sees a number of people, some he knows and others he doesn't. Finding his way to the beverages table, he grabs the nicest looking one he can find and downs it in moments, then immediately goes for another.
"Now that's the good stuff..." he says to himself, looking around the party.
Finding itself in a strange place, Starless is curious as to the nature of this event. Heading towards the nearest group of navis, Strike, Remnant, and Feint, it poses a question.
"This one is unsure of this place. What is the nature of this?"
Meanwhile, Strike and Feint were still going at it just as strong as before.
"Do you wanna fight over this Strike? Because I'll fight you over this."
"You'd need give Mary Sue her suit back , first."
"What, you think I can't fight without this gear?"
"Are you willing to trade?"
"I would carve you up like a Thanksgiving turkey if you gave me that spear."
"Aaaand I would stuff you like one if you took off that suit!"
"No you wou--... HOW ABOUT I STUFF MY FOOT UP YOUR-"
It took Feint a second to realize what he'd said, which was why she interrupted herself mid-sentence like that. Then the was interrupted by a talking rock midway through her threat.
Would a day ever come that she didn't get interrupted?!
"Why don't you go stand behind a waterfall, pebbles!"
"Hey! That's not nice!"
Strike was speaking in his "pretending to invoke discipline" voice. Feint cringed her fingers like she wanted to choke the life out of him and flared her lip to show her tightly clenched teeth; just the sound of his voice was enough to send her berserk at this point.
"It's all good, pebbles, I'll be your friend! Angelcakes, mind if I show my new friend around the party?"
"Go stuff your head in a blender."
"Mmm, didn't we already talk about where my head was being stuffed? Don't worry, I won't be gone for long dear."
Strike started walking away quickly after pulling the pin on that grenade, dragging Starless with him by the forearm with surprising might considering how large the massive humanoid was.
"We're in love, you'll understand some day. Now to answer your questions..."
Feint would have drawn her gun if this were any other place, but it looks like he managed to walk away this time. He chiseled his name in stone at the top of her Hate List, despite how easy it was just to make it on that list in the first place.
"Why don't you just beat him up when he talks to you like that, like you would anyone else?"
"I have! He enjoys it even more! And every time I kill him he just pops up again a few days later! I hate Navis!"
"You chose an interesting place to spend all of your time in, considering that."
"Well I hate humans too."
"I don't find that surprising."
"... I just can't shoot them and get away with it as easily."
"Right. So what brought you out to the party then, if you hate everyone?"
"That's... none of your business."
Feint turned away as she said that, pretending to look at the massive tree in the middle of the area. No, not even family earned her trust on personal matters.
"Of course not. Merry Christmas, Cherish."
She closed her eyes as he said that, as if flinching to hear her own name. She hadn't been called by it in so long though, and Remnant felt like he had some sort of way to get to her soft side by referring to her by it. That's what she thought, anyway.
Well... maybe he did.
"... You too, David."
She mumbled back at him quietly after he had already walked away, making sure he was out of hearing range by the time she'd said it.
So she wasn't totally heartless, but she did a fine job at making others believe she was. Feint walked outside, now finally alone. She seemed much more calm than usual, staring at the same sky, probably doing the same thing, as Jacob Rayner far away in the party.
Meanwhile, Strike was doing what friends do and explaining to Starless the true meaning of Christmas.
"So basically, once a year, rich guys host big parties for people to come to and eat a lot of food, drink a lot of drinks, aaaand do crazy things like Miss Brunette over there."
Strike pointed to Megami as he'd said that last bit.
"And see the clock over there? When it strikes midnight, everyone throws their hats in the air, kisses their loved one, and screams 'Happy New Year' as loudly as possible. Drink?"
... Perhaps he wasn't explaining the meaning of Christmas after all.
They had somehow made it to the beverage table during Strike's explanation; he was holding one out for Starless to take.
"So just keep an eye on it, and make sure you scream to the top of your lungs -- you have lungs in there, right? -- so that everyone who's not paying attention won't be left out. Capiche?"
Last Edit: Dec 26, 2014 19:36:33 GMT -8 by Deleted
A round table of navis occupied all of the table they sat at with plates of snacks and drinks occupying most of the center space of the table. Some were eating, some were drinking, a few actually took up space on the table with arms, heads and elbows.
A sickly pale looking navi was the first to speak up after a long drawn out groan of boredom. He had a crown on his head that rested upon his hands pie-slice of the table. The black ring and pendant he also wore shined with a dark purple and red aura as he spoke. His teeth were stained red from whatever drink it was of his at the center of the table.
DS Kyuketsuki: I'm bored, let's do something...
Next to him blonde navi put down his drink to give a reply. Although he was similar in physical appearance as the navis to his left and right, he like the bored one on the left was pale, lips almost blue, and glowing ice particles fell from his from with every movement.
Divinus: You and I both know we're not allowed to do anything here. It's a Christmas party, we're not supposed to cause trouble here. We weren't even invited.
A.J-Einherjar: CONSUMING! RRRRAAAAGHHH!
All eyes were on Einherjar when he shouted before snatching a large pretzel from the center of the table. Another hand quickly went to grab it but it was too late, it was covered in blue gel, and it began to dissolve quickly over the metal hand, much to the disgust of the black hand that tried to claim the pretzel.
Kuro: That was mine! You already ate ALL twenty of yours!
Kuro's voice was slightly muffled as that mask he wore wasn't the best conductor for sound waves. The large purple 'W' emblem on his body burned with the hate he had for the triplet next to him.
L.Naturalis: He can't help it you know. They're ALWAYS hungry, like that black wriggly thing we saw years back!
Pages flipped in a large book until a finger pointed to an entry. The person next to him who was much taller than him stared at the with disgust. The snacks on the table hovered with a dark purple and blue aura.
Saikikka: I should have never...
Kyuketsuki instantly perked up with a sly smile on his face.
DS Kyuketsuki: You're still salty about that? Ah-ha-ha-ha~
They'd go on for minutes on end, back and forth. Elsewhere, a pair massive hands took drinks from Xyzie's tray.
...What's in these? They're so small. Can't start any holiday fun with these!