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((Sorry Sgt. Llama but I won't be able to reply until Saturday, just been a bit busy recently. Hope I'm not delaying anything XD))

[Yellow.]

[ sorry I can't reply, I'm on my phone... But, since we're all supposed to meet up, why don't we meet at the party? ]

[bubiza]

((@Magique: Don't worry about it, real life is more important. ^•^ and thanks for telling me in advance.
@Yellow: Hmmmm... Well, what would everybody else prefer? It's just that half my charries aren't really that party animal-ish.
What about if whoever's charries are reasonably party-ish, then they meet at the party, and I'd not that lot meet up and then everybody together? Might make more sense.))

[Yellow.]

Asher grinned lightly. "Thank you~ But I'm going to have to fix it a bit, it's much too big." She said, looking over the dress again. She noticed the lack of space in the small building. "It is rather cramped, isn't it?" She said wryly. "But I suppose that's not a bad thing; at least 4 million people can't randomly bombard this place and run it out of business~" She said, walking up to the cashier. She gave him the rest of the money she got from scaring that human on her territory earlier that day.

She looked back at Luna, thinking for a moment. "I...suppose so? We're going to have to fix our clothes first, but otherwise sure~ That sounds marvelous." She paused for a moment, thinking over what she said. "...I'm becoming more and more English everyday." She said with disdain. "I liked my Spanish heritage, too..." She said, walking out of the store, frowning.

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((Sorry, I said I'd post Saturday but it's going to have to be tomorrow. Exchange partners were at school and everything was busy not to mention exams. Sorry about that, but I have got a post ready c: Post is up now...
Also; Andy and Lee will go to the party, Jules however, definitely will not be attending c;))

~ Natalie Jones & Andrew Luton ~
"Oh that is just terrible Atticus, Oh i do feel as though I'm coming over faint, I must hurry back home before I swoon, please this is awful news, I can show myself and my companion out," she said, putting her hand to her head dramatically and getting up from her chair, still keeping the pretense of her illness. Atticus tried to get up to assist her but she patted his shoulder, "Oh no, don't worry, i shall be perfectly fine in a while, I must get some rest though," she said, and as quickly as she possibly could, without being detected of course, scarpered from the room, she held the front door for Skyla and got them both out. She shut it behind her before her face broke into a grin. Atticus was such a dweeb, and her favourite man was waiting outside his house. "Andy hun, where've you been?" she asked, hugging him tightly. He hugged her back. "Well, looking for you actually Lee, ran into your dad too, but he's all good," said Andy, letting go of his friend. The automaton smiled down at lee and Lee smiled back, but as she turned to see who else was with him the smile feel from her face. "Sorry about your roof, we didn't mean to get it," she said to Dylan. She then saw Sam, she'd seen her a few times before, and quite a lot today, but she had no idea who she was. Her attentions were momentarily disrupted when a thought popped into her head, "You still escorting me to the 'party' tonight?" she asked, Andy replied with a smile and a nod and both of them looked to Sam and Dylan.

~ Juliet Connelly ~
Jules looked at him as if he were lying.
She couldn't trust him.
She could barely tolerate being near him.
But she felt...
She felt she need to know.
She need answers. She laid her palm on the floor and picked up the rat, stroking behind it's ears gently, it seemed comfortable, well as comfortable as could be when separated from it's master.
"You may have noticed my state Skadi," she said, just closing her eyes for a moment as her black wings bristled. "And I want to know if you can change it, Can I be so-called 'pure' again?" she asked. She could almost sense the angels gasping above her. She had hated how the words tasted in her mouth. She had asked her first question and instantly regretted it. She wished she had stayed dead sometimes, never experienced the utopia of an angelic afterlife. Then she wouldn't be here. Asking these sickening questions, wanting to go back to her utopia. She didn't understand why she wanted it anyway. Modern England suited her fine and she was comfortable, if shunned. And besides, they had exiled her.
It wasn't as if she would be accepted if she ever got back. Suddenly Juliet felt sick in herself. "I'm sorry," she said, "But I withdraw my questions, You still get the 'payment' but this was an awful idea," she set the rat back down on the floor and got up, turning to leave as quickly as she could.

[bubiza]

dylαɴ

"P-party?" he chocked, his eyes opening widely. "Um, you can count me out." He'd never really been the social sort, and couldn't think of anything worse to do with his time, as social occasions just made him... well, awkward, really. Just the thought of being in a place with loads of people instantly made him feel grumpy, and he has no intention of being dragged along to one. After all, he'd never been that good with drinking either, so it would be highly likely he'd regret it the next morning.

He sniffed angrily at Skyla and Lee, still annoyed about his roof. Dylan had never really been bothered about the state of his house, but a caved in roof caused by a half-dragon who didn't seem the slightest bit sorry ticked him off a lot, as well as her friend. She seemed to mean it more, but he rarely forgave people, and wasn't really up to changing habits right now. He felt Sam's glare stare at him, and he knew that she wanted him to stop being so grumpy, but he didn't listen to her much. After all, when he had as a child they usually ended up in trouble, or him doing something that he would regret.

"So..." Dylan muttered. "I'm not exactly going to be hanging around that posh guy's house, so I'm all up for leaving." He didn't want to wait for anybody else, because that would mean more conversation, which would just be more hassle and more being social. Pushing past everybody else, he tried to get past, but Sam grabbed his coat and pulled him back. "It doesn't hurt to be social, Dyls." she said, ignoring his scowl.

ѕĸylα

Skyla flew around happily, preforming a small loop-the-loop just above everybody's heads.
"Oooh, a party?" she cried excitedly. "I love parties! I went to one once and it was so awesome, because there was loads of food and then I got to do some flying tricks. But I crash landed and it was awkward and I haven't really been to one since, because I was only a little kid at the time." It was true, because ever since she had run away at the tender age of eleven she'd never really had a chance to go to a party, and was actually quite looking forwards to it, since it would be a way to entertain herself. Glancing over at Andy, Sam and Dylan, she smiled. "Ohhaidere, I'm Skyla." she said, in a mixture of excitement and trying to be social, completely refracting the coldness coming from that direction. "Pleased to meet you." She tried to execute a perfect landing, but missed slightly, landing in a rose bush. She jumped up quickly, brushing the leaves off. "I hope that Atticus fella doesn't notice." she muttered, glancing at the house.

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~ Natalie Jones & Andrew Luton ~
"Yes party," said Lee, not seeming to have any problem with the concept at all. She didn't understand how people could not like parties. They were rather enjoyable she found. She would need somethig to wear, but all the party dresses she had were chosen by her mother. She found her thoughts wandering until she spotted Dylan glowering, "I'll help you fix your roof if you're that bothered," said Lee impatiently, she didn't like having people holding grudges against her, it made her feel like a villain. "You can come with Andy and I, Skyla," said Natalie, smiling brightly. her mood seemed to change depending on who she was talking to, but for now at least she was happy and she was looking forward to something. "Much as I don't like to say it your friend is right," Natalie said to Sam, "We probably should scarper, as unobservant an oaf as that man is, he won't like us all huddled here having a meeting on his driveway." She then looked at her motorbike, "Do you mind if I drive this home quickly, I can catch up later, I just don't want to leave it here, Sir Beverley might think I'm staying," she said with a shudder.

((No creaitivty for this at all at the moment. Would you mind if we timeskipped to the party or a little bit before that or something because everyone's just milling around and I don't really know what to post))

[bubiza]

((I haven't forgotten about the RP, except I've been bombe down with loads of homework and stuff, so I haven't really had that much time to reply. Sorry about that.))

[Moondancer]

(( Same with me. I'm not really going to have much time to reply until my exams end, May 24th. I'll try to get on a little, but revision kind of has to be my priority X3))

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((It's no problem. Sorry if I seemed impatient, I just go through every so often and bump almost everything. Sorry, I should probably revising too actually c:))