Open - (Party) Holiday Cheer

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Roberts Manor seemingly rests half-way between the center of Boston and half-way between the outskirts of town. Being set upon prime land, and as one of the major companies in the world, Roberts is often times full of turorists who want to view the company that started not only the hyperloop, but also of the newly updated and released full dive equipments. Decked out for the holidays, Roberts Manor stands tall and proud. With plenty of christmas cheer to go around, when one enteres the premises, they are instantly hit with a wave of joy. There are fairy lights strewn about the whole landscape of the "palace", producing a rather classy yet beautiful scenic terrain are rather large in number. (They cover almost every inch.. Yet not too much to be considered tacky..)

Each room in the house is well-lit, yet each having its own mood. For most of the party guests they will find themselves in the rather large open room in the very back of the house, on the first floor. In this room there are wide open windows, showing the rather large backyard, dotted and littered with fairy lights. There are numerous tables set up with various types of food and drink. On one end you find more "junk" food, such as Pocky, Sugar Cookies, Hot Cheetos, Dorritos, Etc.. On the other end you will find a rather wide menu, allowing you to order whatever type of entree you could ever want. With personal and well-edged chefs at your own disposal, the whole world of food is wide open to you.

The drink stations that are set up are numerous. From non-alcoholic to alcoholic. These tables have about every liquid you could ever want and drink.. Just do not drink too much.. Everything in the party will be photographed for memories. (The exception being the rest rooms). The whole mansion is open to be explored, apart from Emilia's own bedroom (located on the third floor), along with a few others that are marked as such. There are six floors in this rather large mansion. Each one serving its own individual purpose. Before the party was held, all items that were made by Roberts Inc that remained in the home were put into a storage.

Now that you have made your way to the party.. The very room where all the food is held, has wide open doors leading to outside. Outside, ontop of the fairy lights, there is music blaring and lights flashing. This leads to the dance floor, if you find yourself wanting to dance with someone here is where it can be. The DJ is open to song requests, all you need to do is approach him.

As there is no "white elephant" or anything of the sorts, there is but a parting gift. Everyone who shows up and leaves will recieve one discounted coupon for anything made by Roberts Inc. Either now or in the future. Whether you use it to purchase your next set of full dive equipment, or the new and upcoming future projects that Roberts Inc is working on, the discount will never expire. Leaving you with a whopping 75% off.

As this party is open to all Terrasphere players, anyone may come and go as they please. I have set up this thread so that we can recieve holiday cheer, as well as roleplay with people we normally would not have, as our real life personas.

This thread is but a "starter" so to speak. Feel free to explore the whole house and PM me any questions you have about the party or the manor (Here, or on discord) Feel free to start up threads with other players based on this party. This party will be over a course of two in game days.

The second day will start December 25, 2017

This thread will be locked, and all other threads will be encouraged to be wrapped up on December 28, 2017

(Thread is open December 21 to December 28 of 2017)

And remember.. No one at this party has to share their in game name..

 

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Fiona looked up from her phone, the GPS system on it pulled up. This was the address Ilya had sent out, right? Of course, Fiona had heard of the Roberts Manor before, but she didn't expect it to be this big. Standing outside the open gates to the mansion's grounds, Fiona checked her phone for the last time, before putting it in her pants pocket and walking through the gates.

Fiona's mouth hung open and she looked in awe upon the front yard, with it's grand size, it's beautiful display of lights and all the other Christmas-y things. Even though it wasn't night right now, she could tell that when it was time, the light display would look magnificent.

As she walked, Fiona thought back a few days, when - as Ashnor - she had first saw Ilya's message in the world channel while Ashnor was traveling between towns. Even though Ashnor and Ilya didn't know each other all that well, it was also a great opportunity to meet some of the other players Ashnor had met in his short journey in TS. People like, Luna, Angel, and Solaria. That was, if any of them we going to be coming. Seeing as how she was out of college for Christmas break, and because she didn't have anything planned for family gatherings (Her family didn't really get together until new years). Fiona decided to hitch a ride on the Hyperloop from NYC to Boston earlier today with nothing but her wallet, her coat, and the clothes on her back. She had hoped to get to the party early enough so that she could greet their gracious host as the first thing she did.

And it certainly looked like she as early, as she hadn't seen anyone else come through the gates ahead of her. Finally reaching the front door of the massive manor, Fiona spotted what looked like one of those really old knocker things that fancy people like to put on their doors. Seeing no other way of communicating her presence with the inhabitants of the house, she used the door knocker, hitting the large wooden doors three times.

@Ilya

 

The whole morning had been crazy. Stuff had been altered as Emilia had been making sure the last minute party decor was properly set up. With everything in the right place, or at least Emilia thought it was.. She had nothing to do but sit back and relax. She had of course forgotten to send the time people could start showing up, she knew they would just come on over when they were ready. She knew quite a few were coming as she had already agreed to pay for the travel expenses for a few people. Having picked her party outfit ahead of time, she had known full well not to wear her normal every day clothes. She had gone for a semi-casual look. So that she would not be under dressed and she would not be overdressed. Giving relief to anyone who had done either of the two.

Emilia had prepared herself, towards the fact that most people would think that she would be Ilya. However, she knew some would not... The Roberts usually held numerous fundraising events, and even parties. All you had to do was contact them. It was mainly due to their rather large.. size of the estate. Emilia's thoughts jerked back to reality as a loud knock was heard.. Three times.. what a gentleman or gentlewoman! Standing abruptly to her feet she clapped with glee.

Walking with a slight skip in her step, a trait that both she and her character, Ilya held, Emilia made her way to the doors. Having arrived at the doors in approximately three seconds since the knock had been made, Emilia reached out and latched her small hands onto the handle. Pulling the doors back revealed a woman approaching the same height as Emilia yet falling short of about two or three inches. With a wide grin set upon Emilia's face she greeted her first guest. "Hello! Welcome to the manor. Please do come in!" Standing aside, bowing slightly, the silver-haired girl allowed the woman to come in. "It is a mighty pleasure to have you at this party. All of the refreshments is in the back room, and might I say.. Merry Christmas?"

 

Having been lost in thought, Fiona expects that it might take people inside at least 10 seconds to reach the door. Taken aback slightly from how quickly of response there was, Fiona quickly composes herself. "Oh, hello there." she quickly steps inside the house, not wanting the warm air of the house be let out. "To be honest, I wasn't expecting someone to answer the door so quickly." Fiona smiles as her blue eyes look around the front room, with it's high ceilings and fancy lighting, everything about it screamed high class. And this wasn't even the main room where everything was! Returning her gaze to the woman who greeted her, she says

"And it's a pleasure to be here, merry Christmas to you. If I may ask, would you one of the Roberts, are you the one who invited us, or are you one of the staff who will be catering to us?" Then, as a possibility made it's self appear in her mind, Fiona adds in a lower voice, "or are you two of the three of those?" a curious smile could be seen on Fiona's face.

 

It was a melancholic sigh that separated Violet from what seemed to be the rest of the world. From behind the window of a limousine she wallowed in a pool of her own bitter emotion when the season called for high spirits. Summoning this form of positivity anyone else could manage in a heartbeat - especially at the thought of attending such an honorable party - happened to be especially difficult for the pink-haired woman who focused too much on her problems to do so. The intimidating presence of her parents remained even when they weren't there. They'd embedded their rules and confined Violet to chains that could stretches for many miles, held by their strict hands. Still, on the ride she managed to form a smile or two out of pure will. These semi-smiles weren't completely fake for a small, growing excitement existed deep within her gut; Roberts Inc. certainly would impress and excite anyone, after all. The thought of others from Terrasphere, who could be better or worse or there for the same reasons, had Violet tugging on the hem of her jacket anxiously. She hadn't met many personally but those who have caught her eye certainly would be who she wanted to meet all over again. Hopefully, they would have a personality not entirely awful in the outside world; because, if agreeable enough, the young woman imagined she could form a group of real friends with real thoughts and a real happiness to see her. Now her "best friends" were most definitely using one another for the benefit of popularity and mouth to hear the latest gossip from - not entirely Violet's idea of true companionship in comparison to that found while immersed in-game.

The mansion held its own unique aura that could be appreciated by the masses and pointed out by any other mansion-owner around. Perhaps the effort put into twinkling lights or its pureness in both Emilia and the appearance were enough to draw outsiders in effortlessly. Surely the kindness of those who resided within the mansion had enough of an impact alone. Nodding towards the driver, she slipped out and formed an expression akin to childish joy before deciding to enter with a brief knock to signify new company inside. Icy, azure eyes scanned the surroundings that were common due to Christmas nearing yet cheerful all the same. The music, the colors, the foods (that she could never imagine consuming); nothing stood out as much as the silky hair of Emilia. Comparing herself to the other almost instantly, pale skin to match the other's locks flushing a crimson hue, Violet admired the daring act of inviting Terrasphere players to join in union despite how frightening it truly was to the pink-haired woman who hardly knew what to expect. Carrying on with a determination to act as if at a regular, old party pushed at her by demanding parents - but feeling quite differently on the inside - she approached @Ilya with slight remembrance of the generously curved girl though not enough to consider her in acquaintance. She stood straight-backed and shiny-eyed while awaiting a turn to join the conversation Emilia happened to be in.

"Emilia? I'm Violet. I don't mean to bother either of you," she offered a small wave and polite grin. "but I wanted to get a chance to say hi while the party's still small. I have to admit I thought you both were beautiful from afar so I would've come around sooner or later."

@Ashnor Ironth

 

The woman's own question left Emilia speechless. Straight and too the point.. I wonder who she could play online.. With a small shrug, she replied light-heartedly, "Perhaps I am one of the three, or perhaps I am all three into one. Who here knows.." As if contradicting her own statement to the girl, someone called her by her name. Someone who must have done their research or at least watched the news as Emilia was littered here and there among all the feeds of the world.

It was this name that either identified Emilia as the host of the party, or in fact someone whom the girl had met in her real life before. Either one was feasible as no one really knew each other in their real life forms. Deciding to rather not answer either she did not tell whether she was staff, player, or hostess. Instead she focused on having fun, and allowing people to know her for who she was in her real life.

Turning towards the person who identified themselves as Violet, Emilia let out a wide grin. Having a good memory in itself she could recognize the girl. Yes there were a few key differences, but she was in fact.. Comet. Yet having done research upon having met Comet for the first time in game, she had tried to figure out where she had seen her before. It had not taken much before she had realized that she was in fact a model that she had come across on numerous occasions.

Feigning ignorance, Emilia addressed not a single fact that had been brought forth into her mind, instead focusing on the crimson locks and expression that acted as if it were merely a party, yet she could tell the excitement that Violet really had, as she had felt the same before giving up her mind set and accepting the fact that people she had met in Terrasphere were in fact coming, and those people would be in real life. She would meet so many different people tonight.

A low blush appeared on Emilia's face before she conterred back at the girl, "You are quite pretty yourself." It was at this moment that she turned to her other guest, "I never did get your name.. I am Emilia." At this question, she had included both Violet and the girl with a name unknown to Emilia.

@Comet @Ashnor Ironth

 

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It was Christmas, the season of giving and family and all that sappy, pretty stuff, and here she was, standing out in the cold, about to crash a stranger’s party just because they played the same illegal game. In the distance, the monolith of a building sparkled with thousands of fairy lights, twinkling with delicate, prismatic beauty. Combined with the layer of frost that covered everything after snow had melted and froze back into ice, and the Roberts Estate really did look like something out of a fairy tale. Of course someone who would invite the entire population of a virtual reality game would be filthy rich. Of course someone who could afford to feed that entire population over the course of two days would be rich beyond reproach. Of course of course of course.

Uwah, the butterflies were flying real thick now, huh? Placing a hand over her gut, Danielle grimaced at the new ‘change’ that had taken over her body ever since that meeting with the fortune teller. It wasn’t as bad as it was before, and perhaps it was a ‘natural’ change, but the anxiety that hammered into her skull every time she was faced with a clear cut decision like this was unpleasant at best, crippling at worst. Oh, she could see all the paths that her past self wouldn’t have given a single shit about. What if she walked in and everyone within the estate was a fat disgusting landwhale that would automatically latch onto her for being the sole female? What if she walked in and every one of them were incredibly rich, adult aristocrats instead, turning up a nose at her tacky fashion sense? What if she walked in and everyone was so welcoming and warm that she’d feel terrible for thinking bad of them to begin with?

It didn’t use to be this hard. It used to be easier just to walk in like she belonged and smiled enough that everyone else was disarmed by her presence. Now, in the face of this wall though?

A cold wind caused her to pull her wool scarf more tightly around her neck, as the blue-haired youth took a deep breath. Her camera hung heavily around her neck, her thick winter clothes too colorless and drabby, her practically short haircut three whole dimensions away from the stylish cuts of others. Hell, even from across the street, the hostess glittered with the same brilliance as her grand estate, all silver hair and pastel pinks. But it had taken fifteen dollars and two hours to get over here, and her parents had already given her their blessings, thinking that this was a normal meetup between her friends and their larger social circles. Had told her to make new connections, to get out more, to see if she could rub shoulders with people who could help her out with her photography interests.

So what the hell was she doing here, standing out like a goddamn hobo or stalker?

Sucking in a breath, she tore off the wings of the butterflies within her stomach, slapped her numb cheeks until she could feel them burn, recalled the brilliance of the smile that Seigi had showed her before, and drew strength from it. This was going to be happy. This was going to be great! She’ll be meeting and socializing with new people in a situation she would have never been in before!

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“Hey there!” Danielle waved, skipping up the stairs to the main entrance, “This is the Terrasphere party dealerinos, right? I’m Danielle, photographer in the making and support main. It’s a real pretty place you got here, Miss. Pleasure to meet you all on this festive night.”

And with that, the girl with eyes of frozen lightning extended her hand outwards for a shake, smiling merrily all the while.

“Pretty crazy that we’re all girls though, huh? Would have expected at least one or two dudes to have shown up now. There a coat check or something?”

Not that her clothing beneath was any fancier than her outer layer.
@Ilya

 

"23 minutes. I have to make better time. I relaxed too much today. Hitomi! You must keep working! If I get lazy from days off it will won't be good at all!"

A modest looking girl with exceptionally nerdy glasses stood outside the front doors of the mansion. It was winter break and by some twist of fate. She had been told to take the next few days off. Days off were not something Hitomi really knew what to do with... she was so devoted to her company and to her work. When there was a lull. The prodigy was left in the cold sort to speak.

"I have always wanted to meet them. I suppose it's not that bad. Why Chris would give me a day off though... pretty funny. He's getting used to things as CEO I think."

She nodded with a look of happiness for him as she knocked on the door. Once opened, she raised a hand in a polite greeting.

"Hello! I'm a good friend of a Terrasphere player and was invited to attend in their stead. I've only played it recently and so little I don't think I count as one... um. My name's Hitomi! Nice to meet you"

@Ilya

 

Fiona made a disappointed face at the woman's answer, if you could really call it that. "Well, I was hoping for something a bit more than that." The frown quickly turned into curiosity as one. two. no, three more people arrived at the door. Fiona blushed a bit as the first one complimented her and Emilia's appearance. So she was the host after all. "Why thank you." Fiona said to Violet, then turning back to Emilia "Oh, I'm sorry, I should have introduced myself." She makes a bit of a frustrated face at her manners, then returns to grinning, "My name's Fiona." Fiona finishes, extending her hand out to shake.

Fiona then turned back to the other arriving guests, Danielle who played Terrasphere, and Hitomi who hadn't played a lot of it yet. Fiona did find it a bit weird that they were all girls, but that certainly didn't mean they all played females in game.

 

The amount of players arriving at once had Violet pulling at her jacket once more, and she had to back up to give herself space to breath. A master at conversation, satisfying the crowd, entertainment; not being in control, or knowing what would happen, had her anxieties attack far more relentless than she could wish for considering that the moment called for her to be lively. Thus she took a deep breath and pulled on a smile before nodding towards Emilia to grab a drink. Often, people she knew or happened to have been previously acquainted with crowded the lavish parties attended on a consistent basis. Violet wished with all of her aching heart that she'd taken more time to socialize rather than becoming friends with a flimsy bow that'd never quite manage to handle her trembling hands. Hands that were frozen to the bone and shaking even now despite such a still, calm, welcoming demeanor given to others on the outside: a trained art. Gripping onto her drink Violet used the other arm to wave in the direction of newcomers, well knowing there'd be many more to arrive on that night as much as she wished there wouldn't.

"If you've played, even if only for a little bit, then you're one of us," the pink-haired woman winked at @Hitomi Aki. "I'm glad we're all girls actually... not a single girl I know would ever give video games a chance let alone put themselves into one. It's nice." she smiled to herself, pulling a hand up to maintain an incoming blush, keeping eye contact all the while when she'd much rather stare at the floor bashfully.

@Cain Darlite

 

Taking note of two more females walk into the mansion, Emilia greeted them both. "Welcome to the party. Nice to meet you Danielle.. And yes, rather odd.. Everyone who has shown up is a girl. Just makes us superior, doesn't it?" With a wide set grin she accepted the compliment of the place. "Yes we actually do.. If you want to take it there you can, it is right around the corner.. Or you could just have Albert take it for you." As if on cue, a rather nice looking older man came forth and offered to take the coat of the young female. Grinning was a hobby that Emilia seemed to take up with the the occurrence of joining Terrasphere. @Cain Darlite

It was now that Emilia learned of Fiona's name, complimenting how pretty it sounded as the conversation continued on its way, she added Fiona into the group of seemingly talkative girls. @Ashnor Ironth

As she listened to each and every vocal note of each female's voice she greeted @Hitomi Aki as well. Listening as she admitted she only played a little and was rather there in somebody's stead, shooting a genuine smile she spoke up after Comet had. "Well, do send greetings to whomever this friend is. And any amount will include you in with everyone! Honestly, I never would have guessed that." Now wanting to add a bit onto Violet's speech, she spoke up once more.

"Yes, I only knew of one of my female friends in the real world who plays video games.. Until now at least.." Making a general assumption that she had befriended all of the girls in the group they had formed, Emilia's thoughts landed upon meeting Harveste in person for but a mere second of her time. Taking note that the present was the present, hoping that she would show up. "One of my friends is going to be coming though, he is a man. Said he would not be too long. So our company of girls will get interrupted shortly.. Sorry..."
@Comet

 

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She'd been at home for a change with her brother and father when she'd seen the World Channel message about a party for Terrasphere players in Boston. She'd heard about the company that she considered to be essentially sponsoring it, but didn't quite understand why they'd do such a thing. It was amazing, really, the variety of people that played in such a familiar world.

To her surprise, it was her family that pushed her to go. She'd unintentionally mentioned it over dinner the day before when she saw the party invitation- a rare chance to meet other players of the game she always played, that she'd actually decided to play even at home. Her little brother had basically complained nonstop until her father pushed her out the door, both not liking she was giving up time with friends to stay home- especially since she'd already been playing there, anyway.

Suddenly, she was in front of perhaps the largest estate she'd seen in ages. Boston was naturally bigger than her hometown of Concord, no more than an hour away. Why, when it was open to tourists, had the woman never been? And for that matter... How was she supposed to introduce herself? She wasn't really good with corporate etiquette.

It took time exploring to find the party's headquarters: a hall full of junk food leading to a dance floor, people already all around her. She couldn't seem to find the hostess herself- but she wasn't sure where to put the package she'd carried with her, a tin of homemade treats that were a mixture of sweet and healthy at the same time.

Finally, she noticed a group of people chatting. They'd been near the entry to the party, or so she thought. Perhaps one of them was the hostess? Or at the very least, perhaps they knew?

"Um, pardon my intrusion! I'm Kelly Richardson... I brought a snack for everyone to share since it felt only right when I was invited, but I don't know if it's okay to just put it with the rest." She held up the box, which had an open view of the sweets with an ingredient list handwritten upon the outside. It was a box that, around the ingredient list, had been colored in a childish fashion. Colorful and festive for the occasion, a family effort.

That was when one particular thought hit her. "I was invited from a game... I don't know if that goes for everyone here or not, but... Perhaps if it is, I should introduce myself by that name instead...? This is the first time I've been to a party like this, I'll admit. I'm not quite sure the customary methods here. I'm from a small town in the state, and I'm usually just with family this time of year. I think the biggest party I've ever been to was my friend Amelie's birthday at the Concord manor in our town... And it was a pretty small party, in reality." Then, she noticed someone asking about a coat check. It made her giggle more that she hadn't even thought of it.

"A coat check? I hadn't even thought about that! If there's one, maybe that's where I should bring my snacks."

[OOC: @Ilya | @Cain Darlite | @Ashnor Ironth... And anyone else involved in the conversation. I kinda just barged in without knowing what to do xD]

 

"Oh, thank you Emilia, that's so nice of you to say!" So far, it seemed that everyone was so nice a t this party. That could be influenced by the fact they all play the same banned game, and that that brought them all together.

Noticing some new approaching, Fiona turned to see who it was. She didn't recognize the person, but that didn't mean they didn't know each other in game. "No worries you aren't intruding on anything." Looking at the box Kelly (@Solaria) held up, Fiona brought Emilia (@Ilya) over, apologizing if she was in a conversation, "Um well, I don't know where that would go, but you could ask our gracious host, Emilia Roberts."

As Fiona continued to listen to what Kelly was saying, she couldn't help but wonder who this person was. "Well, so far everyone here plays Terrasphere, so I'm sure it'd be fine to introduce yourself as your character. But only if you want to, of course." Saying this, Fiona messes with her hair a bit. Fiona's grin widens, as she adds "In fact, I'll introduce my character first. Now I may not look it if you know me, but my character's name is "Ashnor Ironth", the hammer wielding Blacksmith." She makes a stance like she we're ready to swing a big hammer.

 

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“Ah, thank you, Mr. Albert,” Danielle said, bowing slightly in gratitude as a gentlemanly…butler? servant? relieved her of her coat. That was one benefit of a green Christmas at least. Regardless of how miserably cold it was outside, there wouldn’t be any incredibly soaked clothing dampening the sleeves of the uniformed man.

The party members so far were welcoming enough, the Chinese girl supposed, each of them surprisingly social and well groomed for people who no doubt spent an inordinate amount of time in a virtual reality game. Or maybe they were casuals within Terrasphere after all? And the sole reason why no men have arrived yet was due to that fact? That was…well no, that made things even more awkward for Danielle now, considering how she spent the entirety of the war against Falderen logged in, no significant breaks taken at all.

Damn, she really would have to keep her own identity secret then, huh? The blue haired girl could just imagine how weirded out others would be once she unveiled her crossplaying, hardcore gamer self. And in an illegal game too, getting super upset at the death of a single NPC, after basically mowing down dozens up dozens of them. Too weird. Too far out. Definitely going to have to real that in.

“Ahaha,” Danielle awkwardly laughed instead, maintaining eye contact with their gracious host (@Ilya ), “Glad to hear that the scales will be balancing out a bit, honestly. Someone’s gotta do the heavy lifting and drinking, after all. Be pretty sad if all these dishes were only pecked at by the weight-conscious, no?”

Not that she intended on holding back at all. Suppressing her stomach’s growls by tightening her gut, Danielle resolved to gain back all the pounds she lost during the war, and then to maybe sneak some extra fancy foods back home. Asking wasn’t an option in this case. Not if she wanted to pretend that she wasn’t here just to get stuffed for post-Christmas hibernation. Nodding to herself, Danielle almost missed Kelly’s own introduction, but caught on fairly quickly after that. “Welcome to the party,” she smiled, offering a handshake to the newcomer (@Solaria ), “All things considered, this is pretty small for a party that invited the entire population of a game, so hey, maybe it’ll stay that way? …be quite a shame if most of the manor remained empty though…”

Too big a space for too small a gathering. A pang of pity for the silver haired host, quickly stifled under the fact that a small gathering of decently sociable people was better than a large gathering of trash scum perverts lusting after anything with a pussy.

Danielle blinked.

That was a bit too dark.

Looked like others were going to be introducing themselves as their in game characters now, starting with the girl with hair even messier than her own. Ashnor Ironth, blacksmith and bludgeoner, huh? A simple enough character, but her pose made Danielle smile as well. “Not a fan of mixing reality with virtual myself,” she said, an apologetic smile sent to Fiona (@Ashnor Ironth ) “But I suppose a run down of masteries is good enough. I’m just a simple Muse with Arcanamancy on the side myself, a common enough combination, compared to those who take crafting masteries.”

She bowed, mimicking a curtsy that she knew Cain would never do.

“A pleasure, ladies.”

 

The shy-looking brunette surely surprised Violet with how many words spewed out of her mouth in as little as a minute. She shook her head, slightly annoyed but all the more expecting the girl to solely have good-intentions for joining the party. Hopefully, Kelly would learn in the future - if she happened to go to any other parties - that she didn't have to say so much to get attention. "What'd you make?" Violet prompted the brunette (@Solaria) with mild interest. She was hungry but wouldn't dare go near the sugary junk food and hoped Kelly brought something wholesome to eat.

"Haven't heard of you yet. I'll have to meet up with you sometime, Ashnor. Blacksmithing seems to be a pretty rare Mastery to pick up." turning away from Kelly briefly, the pink-haired woman grinned lop-sidedly, nodding admiringly at Fiona's bravery to reveal character (@Ashnor Ironth). Despite it being a party for Terrasphere players Violet certainly wasn't expecting to tell anyone who she was - even if her and her character were exact look-alikes and it'd be quite obvious to anyone who'd seen her before.

"Aren't small parties all the better, though?" her gaze settled on Danielle (@Cain Darlite). The question, one she'd been curious about before now, could easily be answered by her jittery limbs or ever-lasting shimmer of the eyes. Everything about Violet read: excited; and with an amazing sincerity not often found in her actions or expressions or gestures. "We can get to know each other better and there's no awkwardly standing in the corner without friends." Ears perked up at the sound of Emilia's (@Ilya) words. Her response piqued the pink-haired woman's interest immediately. "Oh? Who's your guy friend?"