one could say parker and yumi aren't on the best of terms right now. an unbiased party might say parker has absolutely 0 business showing up unannounced like this and should have at least sent a courtesy text or, like, literally anything since fucking up the last time they were together. 

but shit's been rough, okay?

her ribs are still speckled and her arm twinges when she moves it the wrong way, but bedrest has (begrudgingly) done her some good. and of course she can't say no when nomi asks her to go to the shindig, and of course she can't really explain 'well, shit's kinda awkward because i fucked yumi once and i thought she was into me and turns out she wasn't and i Did Not Handle It Well.' 

no no. nomi instead got a smiley text back and a 'fuck yeah. sounds sick.' and then parker had consequently ripped her entire wardrobe apart because no doubt nomi's going to look drop dead gorgeous and parker has, mm, let's see. 

• an array of nice muscle tees
• an array of stained muscle tees
• well-worn sweat pants and basketball shorts
• like two pairs of jeans
• one (1) suit

that did not leave her with many options. her sister once told her the suit made her look like a period stain too. but avery's a shit so -

she suits up. she gets info from nomi about what the party is about. still on bedrest, she spends two whole days reading a midsummer night's dream and doesn't understand a lick of it so she looks up a modern telling of it and hey! it's actually kind of funny. but she scratches her head because fashion is very not her thing and she has this stupid red suit and what the hell is she going to do?

she can't look like a bum.

so she goes to a few eclectic boutique stores and she asks for help and in some weird-ass pop-up occult store, someone says, 'ohhhh, i loooove that play. you could, like, totally be oberon.' the red's off but she won't budge on it and she explains why and it's a dumb reason but the clerk sympathizes and does her best to help with the look. 

thinking all the while you lovestruck idiot, but of course she doesn't say that out loud, because she kind of has the hots for parker after seeing her adorned in the curling horns, ornate filigree crown. she sets her up nice with some dark glitter and says, 'don't go too heavy on it' and parker gets nervous and goes wayyyyy too heavy on it and she's at the party now thinking about this and wondering if she should have just worn the suit and not put the horns on and is her white dress shirt wrinkling? does the vest fit nicely?

none of that matters though 'cause she walks in the room and she looks around and she sees that stupid creepy fucker always following nomi and then she sees nomi and she goes as red as the suit jacket. 

< the music short-circuiting her brain >

and then suddenly nomi is not in front of her because parker went into fight or flight mode and for the first time in her fucking life, her body chose flight, and she's standing in front of the bathroom mirror now staring at herself and feeling Very Unlike Herself and not at all enough for the literal fae fucking queen shit princess out there waiting for her. 

"arceus fuckin' help me," she says and paws mindlessly for a towel to dab away some of the extra glitter. 

Naomi Sato Yumi Hasegawa
red suit :3

parker is in the bathroom LMAO
open to interaction
dressed masc / as oberon

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If anyone asked, Marza was working.

A casino was her kind of place, but the party scene felt as far from her native habitat as possible. Instead of partaking in the festivities, she was hunkered over a glass of whiskey like she was paid to do so. She wasn't, technically she was only there for security purposes. She was working. If anyone looked over their heads they might see the carnivorous red eyes of a corviknight, squatting on a perch like a leery gargoyle. While Kuru was out, she barely had to work, so there was really no shame in a drink or three.

For a moment, she pondered if fern delaney was slinking about, losing all his money on poor gambles and tempting jayden cross for drinks.

In truth, she wouldn't have even bothered taking up a job if not for a specific woman. If not for Mei Liu and her stupid invitation, Marza would have been on another kind of job, probably doing something far more worthwhile than hiding away at the bar. Granted, despite everything, she didn't regret it. She was still in the stupid hopeful stage, the curious and naïve state of mind that wanted to see where things went. Part of her hoped she was never seen, out of sight and out of mind, but the other half...

Kuru made a sound reminiscent of a cat-like purr, practically a coo. Even her bird was doting. It was enough to tell her it wasn't a disturbance, but something far worse. Despite herself, she twisted in the barstool to see her. Mei looked... well Marza wasn't smart enough to come up with flowery comparison, she was beautiful. Granted, the woman could show up in a potato sack and still pull Marza's eyes like a targeted missile. How the hell had she ended up in this position, fawning over this woman like an imbecile?

She had half the mind to spin away, act like she'd never seen her. Only Kuru had different plans. The bird was on a mission, dropping from his perch and nearly crushing someone in his effort to get her attention. Marza recalled him back into the pokeball before he could inadvertently trample anyone. "Get back in here you dumb buzzard." So much for hiding.

- clothes
- ordered a drink at the bar (1X Level Tutor)
- kuru making a bit of a scene :'3
- open to interaction

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A night away won’t be so bad.
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”I know, you already said that,” He grumbled. Kosei’s nerves weren’t making that fact easily digestible. Every second the little worm of worry in his chest seemed to expand until it made it hard to breathe. It wasn’t healthy and it made no sense. He knew that Miu was fine, but after the kidnapping that didn’t matter to him. It could happen again. It would be his fault because he was away.
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Enzo was trying to be consoling and decent, which was the only reason he was there at all. For Enzo. That, and the fact the bastard made a decent point that he couldn’t continue to live like that, hovering over Miu until she was sick of him. She already was sick of the overprotectiveness.
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His better half was quick to slip between custodian and guest, the hotel business had made him a natural in this environment. Meanwhile, Kosei could only expect the worst in the crowd around. While Enzo offered kind words to the host, Yumi Hasegawa , Kosei could only manage a nod of acknowledgement. Somehow, he had seemingly forgotten how to mingle, then again it had been six years since he’d even been to one of these events. Even then, he’d been quiet and to the point. His family openly contested such frivolous events and, unfortunately, he was still a Kiryu. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree in some regards.
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Still, he was quick to grab and down a drink to ease himself a little. Alcohol was another foul player in many of his past mistakes.
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The ensemble that Enzo had put together was exceptionally tight, which was a far cry from his usual attire. “If I didn’t already know you were a perve, I’d believe you picked these clothes with malevolent intent.” The hem of the sleeve cut a fine line in his bicep, making it annoying to adjust.
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Kosei could only imagine after all the years of hosting, the other man was probably out of his usual territory. “I’m surprised you’re not actively attempting to control things. I’m very proud of you.” As if he was the one to talk.
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The rows of casino slots and vibrant machines caught his eye. “You do remember it’s places like this that put me where I am, yeah?” He rolled his eyes, relenting with quickness that should have made him suspicious. “Fine, you’re on.”
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He pulled at the lever and watched the images spin, feeling that dread steadily slip away. The fact was still true that Enzo was disastrously good at distracting him.
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"Haha, I win."
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+ clothes + probably glitter or beads in his hair, he hates it thanks[break]
+ acquire a drink (1x level tutor) + gamble on the slot machines (1X Gachapon Ticket)