"How dare you." Diane seethed, fists tightening. "I'll have you know my brother is one of this generation's greatest thinkers and if you even think about slandering his name, I'll have no choice but to take action." She curled her lip as she spoke.
Her energy alone was a thing to be terrified of, reeking of demonic activity and anger.
"And only I'm allowed to call him a numbskull."
"Oh whatever. I barely even hear of him. The Shapeshifter Unions have someone much better, who invented something that your little brother stole." Reyna snaps, sneering the words "little brother" and making them sound like an insult.
"And who the hell are you, anyways?" she asks.
"I actually didn't steal that, it would be the other way around, thank you very much," Floris muttered. "I have too much pride in my abilities to steal." He straightened his shirt and jacket, letting Diane do the rest of the talking as he grabbed another bottle of whiskey.
"My name is Diane Astor, first in line for the Imperial Throne of Hell and proud older sister to my baby brother Floris." She introduced, still a bit pissed, but more calmed down.
"Whatever. Now shut up, the adults are talking." Reyna snaps.
"Oh wow, so high ranking." she says sarcastically.
Eilwyn shook her head. "If you're seeing things, than so am I." She stared at the woman in awe. She'd never met a Shapeshifter in person before, not to mention one that was this pretty.
Claude noticed her glance, a sly little smile forming as he noticed that she was clearly attracted to the woman. Yeah, he was pretty good with noticing things like that, perhaps because of his own fixations. Speaking of which, where on earth was Neo? Claude had yet to see him and he was certain that the young man would be equally entertained by this spectacle. Plus, he was sure that Neo would take an interest in Floris as well, knowing his tastes.
"Reyna is pretty dazzling, isn't she?" Claude said sly, glancing over at Eliwyn. He noticed that Floris himself was abstaining from the brewing fight, however, intrigued as the man got himself more whiskey. Someone was intent on drinking tonight. Claude could relate.
(I am actually quite uncomfortable with my character having stolen something, so please don't make that character choice for me /lh /nm )
(Than there's just Lucius and Véronique who are watching form a distance.)
(véronique does love to gossip lmfao >:))
(You're okay! Just wanted to make sure you knew before it went any further!! No harm, no foul my friend!)
Claude noticed her glance, a sly little smile forming as he noticed that she was clearly attracted to the woman. Yeah, he was pretty good with noticing things like that, perhaps because of his own fixations. Speaking of which, where on earth was Neo? Claude had yet to see him and he was certain that the young man would be equally entertained by this spectacle. Plus, he was sure that Neo would take an interest in Floris as well, knowing his tastes.
"Reyna is pretty dazzling, isn't she?" Claude said sly, glancing over at Eliwyn. He noticed that Floris himself was abstaining from the brewing fight, however, intrigued as the man got himself more whiskey. Someone was intent on drinking tonight. Claude could relate.
Eilwyn's face flushed. "W-well, I don't- I mean- I suppose she is." Reyna was her name? It was fitting for such a beautiful woman.
She looked at Reyna and Diane, though she was paying less attention to their words and more to Reyna herself.
(She's already simping for tol dazzly lady XD)
At this point, Floris had grabbed his booze and started to walk away, deciding to not deal with the bullshit his sister was starting. He loved her to bits, but she got very overprotective, especially when it came to him. While his sister was talking, he found himself next to Claude and the woman from before. "Anyone want some whiskey?"
(I'm so very tired so sorry for the shit responses.)
(i love that for her lol)
Claude smirked. Bingo. Now he was fully in his element again, and it felt good. He sipped some more wine. He would have to tell Neo and Véro about this if they weren't already seeing it for themselves. At least he wasn't involved this time, though the times Claude had been involved in fights were few and far between. He knew his limits, more or less. And this was surely an interesting display.
He glanced over at Floris as he walked up to them, unable to help himself. He was at the point where he ignored the little voice telling him that he should probably stop drinking now or he would regret it in the morning. "I'll take some, thank you. Seems like a lot of drama going on, hm?"
(Meanwhile, Véronique was on a very different sort of hunt. Her long dress swished as she tried to find a nice, quiet corner to read her book in. Unlike Claude, she brought a book with her to every function. One never knew when they might need it. And besides, she was easily bored and often liked to have a bit of peace and quiet before Claude caused some sort of drama (though she would still happily watch or even sometimes participate in said drama anyway). Though they shared many similarities, the two could be like night and day sometimes (which was more or less the theme they had gone with in their outfits for this function). Véronique's dress started out black at the top and gradually turned into more of a purplish-blue hue as it went down, a bit like the night sky and in direct contrast to her brother's ensemble. Her mask was more of a silver color, and her jewelry matched this theme. She had winged black eyeliner and smokey eyeshadow to accentuate the look, complete with matching silver heels that could be seen through the slit on one side of her dress. She would start out the night calmly and then perhaps join in a bit of the fun later. This room had to have a nice corner for her to sit.)
Lucius sat quietly, finishing up his food. He was bored now, Not knowing what to do now that there was no one to talk to. His head was hurting from the constant chatter of all the people. Lucius got up and put his plate to the side. He just wandered around untill he spotted someone all the way in the corner, no one near them. He was debating walking up to them, seeing how his previous talk with Floris had went.
Lucius decided that he would go to the corner but stay far enough from the person standing there, seeing that she was reading something and it would be… rude to say the least, to bother her.
(I gotta head off for the night. Gn!)
At this point, Floris had grabbed his booze and started to walk away, deciding to not deal with the bullshit his sister was starting. He loved her to bits, but she got very overprotective, especially when it came to him. While his sister was talking, he found himself next to Claude and the woman from before. "Anyone want some whiskey?"
Eilwyn thought for a moment, then shrugged. "Why not? I could use a drink." She didn't drink often, but tonight had gotten crazy a lot faster than she'd expected. "Floris, right? That's what your sister said? I'm Eilwyn."
Floris nodded. "That would be me, Fancy title, Floris, an extreme amount of middle names, Astor." He took a swig of whiskey and poured Eilwyn and Claude a glass. He paused for a second before sighing and handing his sister a glass of wine. "Please don't start any more fights, we don't want a repeat of the Ocean incident." He muttered to Diane.
"Listen, It was once and that dolphin deserved it,"
Reyna sighs.
"I was hoping I could finally fight someone who could keep up with me." she snarks.
Diane smirked. "Darling, you'd have to keep up with me," She winked. "I've been told I have quite a lot of stamina."
Reyna smirks back at the implications. "I can give anyone a run for their money. Try me."
"Goddamnit Diane, Mom's gonna be so mad if you cause another political conflict because you want to either fight or sleep with someone," Floris grumbled, taking yet another swig of Whiskey. He didn't get paid enough for this shit.
"I find that quite rude." Diane rolled her eyes.
"And I find mom screaming at us and trying to cut off my horns to be quite annoying."
Reyna snickers at Floris.
"Don't worry, kid, me and your sister here won't be causing any political conflicts. Besides, if she wants to sleep with me she'll have to beat me into submission first." she says.