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located in Olympia, a part of Gods and Monsters: Olympus Has Fallen, one of the many universes on RPG.




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Character Portrait: Maya Torres Character Portrait: Ali Hughes Character Portrait: Reagan Devereux
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As Reagan handed him a drink, Ali glanced into the glass, briefly considering what the concoction could be. Sure, he would probably have a bit more fun after a few drinks, but he was also partly convinced that Reagan just didn’t like it. He brought the plastic cup to his lips and took a big swig. The trick, as far as Ali was concerned, was swallowing before you really got the chance to taste it. That applied to more than just alcohol.

“There you guys are,” Ali didn’t fully turn when he heard Maya’s voice, instead he just turned his head in her general direction, hardly catching a full glance at Maya before she added, "You look so cute!" And wrapped him and Reagan both in a hug. This party couldn’t be too bad; he had two of his best friends here with him, and if he knew Maya and Reagan, they weren’t going to let him be miserable. As Maya let go, Ali turned to properly face her.

He tried not to laugh, but the outfit really caught him off guard. He covered his mouth with the side of his hand. Unfortunately, Reagan had to go and say, “Nice coconuts," And he couldn’t stop the short- but loud- burst of laughter that bubbled past his lips.

“Sorry,” He said to Maya, through a smile, “You look great.” Reagan was complimenting him next, and she kissed his cheek. “Thank you.” Reagan’s whole look reminded him a bit of the highlighter he used in history class, but he decided against making the comparison.

“Ali,” He turned his head after hearing his name, and Maya got his whole attention for a moment, “You’ve got to try the smoothie stand, they’ve got these frozen rum mixers with every kind of fruit you can think of, and they’re delicious.” He raised an eyebrow; that didn’t sound half bad. Generally, he trusted that Maya would know if he’d like something.

Then Reagan said, "I'm just glad he came!" He felt the light pressure on his arm as she spoke, knowing that she meant it. He rolled his eyes, though it was more of a playful gesture than done out of annoyance. He’d said he would be there, so he came. Reagan knew what she was doing, though. "We can go dance or ogle all the cute boys... Or both."

Immediately, a certain guy popped into Ali’s head, and for a short moment he found himself halfway looking through the crowd to spot him. Really, though, it wasn’t a good idea. He probably had someone else to entertain himself with by now, and Ali didn’t need a reminder that he wasn’t special.

“I vote for both, but only if you promise to tell me if anyone catches your eye.” He didn’t much like playing the wingman, but there wasn’t much he wouldn’t do for those two. He held out a hand to Maya, a silent offer to lead her in a spin. They needed him to not be a downer, so he was going to have fun. Or at least act like he was having fun.

Besides, he didn’t mind dancing, and dancing with good friends was a lot of fun. He finished up the drink in his hand and offered an arm to both of the ladies. Wouldn’t want to lose them already.