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located in Tokyo, Japan, a part of World of the Dark, one of the many universes on RPG.

Tokyo, Japan

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Character Portrait: Opal Goldsworthy Character Portrait: Vincent Randall Character Portrait: Markus K. Heimrich Character Portrait: Alric "Al" Goldsworthy Character Portrait: Drake Goldsworthy Character Portrait: Zates Harwal
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Vincent

Opalā€™s confused face told Vincent that he must have made even less sense than he had expected. Her answer, which was more sigh than anything confirmed the fact. However Vincent could only flashed an apologetic smile in response; his job had left him giving Opal half answers more often than he had expected. As his charge walked towards the doorway, he intended to return his arms to his rooms. Opalā€™s pause in the doorway put something of a delay on his plans.

"I should more than likely go now. I thought that I heard Grandmama Amaya, and knowing the old lady, she'll want some sort of luxurious party thrown in her honor. You're ... More than welcome to come, Vincent." As if trying to beat even his own thoughts to the question, Opal became more specific. "As a guest, not a guard. The rest of the royal guards are invited, also; Markus, Zates, and Brinley. Would you mind passing along the message? Thanks so much, Vinciny!" A nickname he hadnā€™t heard for a while was sung to end Opalā€™s sentence and he felt his face redden in response. At this point, she ducked behind the door and out of his view. But heā€™d barely begun to move before she reappeared, almost making him wonder if she was playing peek-a-boo despite the lack of an infant to play it with.

"It's alright to love a person. Because I love quite a few people," at this point her gaze held him in place just as assuredly as the younger prince, "and one of them happens to be in this room." This time, a smile was used in her departure. His ears picked up a rather rhythmic sound to her steps as she left. His heart was still beating his chest so hard it hurt, but training and a steadying breath brought him somewhat back to reality. He clicked his comm to the frequency exclusively reserved for the royal guards.

ā€œPrincess Opal has extended a guest invitation to the four of us. Itā€™s to the party sheā€™s expecting to be held in celebration of the Royal Grandmotherā€™s return.ā€ At this point he was glad that he was alone in the current room, he didnā€™t want anyone to see the goofy expression on his face. Just in case his voice didnā€™t sound right, he switched off his mic and finished picking up his weapons. The long walk to his room allowed for some thought to be put to his conversation with Opal. He knew there had been no one else in the room when she had said the final sentence. But sheā€™d been in the doorway, so which room had ā€˜this roomā€™ refer to; for that matter, was any part of her in the other room at that point? The weapons were returned to their usual place, and a painful reminder of his wardrobe was made. Vincent switched his mic on again after a sigh, and leaving his room in search of another scent.

ā€œBrinsley, Zates- could I trouble the two of you with also covering the Princesses? I need to take care of something and also need to borrow Markus- that is if youā€™re ok with that man.ā€ The fact that heā€™d actually run through halls had allowed him to say that final bit directly to the man in question. To prevent feedback, he immediately switched off his microphone again. Vincent hoped his address would clue Markus into his need of some ā€˜guy timeā€™. Besides he seemed a bit more likely to know what heā€™d need to buy in terms of clothing, and perhaps explain a bit of what just happened with Opal.

Drake


Drake was slightly disappointed by the answer he received on Dhampyr, but it was closest to what he expected. In truth, it meant heā€™d have to actually look into Dhampyr as a whole before making in plans that hinge upon that crowd. There was still one bit of satisfaction he found, something he felt obligated to address after a moment of contemplation.
ā€œThanks for the answer; itā€™s rather hard to find one factual and unbiased these days.ā€ The silence that should have taken place after his answer was instantly interrupted by a question he hadnā€™t expected. ā€œSo what do you intend to wear tonight? After all, until a theme is stated, dress is rather free reign and you will be in attendance- ah no telling though.ā€ He knew his question and follow through were a contradiction, but Drake honestly had no intention of attending, though he had no choice in the matter. If he was lucky, heā€™d be able to duck out of the party unnoticed and hopefully even sneak off the premises for some fun of his own. If anything, his words would either be deemed rhetorical or playful and thus unanswered. A nearly dancelike foot step drew closer to his back
ā€œOpal,ā€ he turned to address his sisterā€¦who seemed almost like a new person to his eyes. There was something about this version of his sister he didnā€™t think heā€™d seen before. A slightly distorted voice over Harwalā€™s headset gave him an interesting condition on the evening. ā€œCould you convince grandmother to go with a masquerade, or at least allow my nonattendance? You know I have a hard time with her andā€¦well-this,ā€ he pointed to his left eye, which was currently hidden by his bangs. ā€œItā€™s kind of inconvenient if someone accidently makes eye contact on the dance floor.ā€
To disguise the unintended sincerity in his words, Drake did a quick stretch, continuing to speak before waiting for an answer. ā€œAny ways, Iā€™m going to finally take my shower. Zee, unless you want to join in Iā€™d suggest sticking with my sister for a while, maybe even grabbing Kat and Bre (note: long ā€˜eā€™) for some girly party prep. Iā€™ll drop some calls and who knows- there might even be a boy that catches your eye, unless you already have someone you wish to impress.ā€ He used his verbal harassment to cover up his tracks as he walked out of the room, hands behind his head. Since he had to go through the dining area anyways, heā€™d see about getting Alric to call in some guests too.