A POST MORE AKIN TO THE JEDIREAPER OF OLD 🙂 ))
Julius looked at Tom oddly, and smiled. "What was locked?"
Tyri shook her head, dusting snow off of her uniform. "He must have tried the wrong place, it's a party hall. You can't miss the signs." She pointed.
Julius shook his head. "Silly boy, c'mon. I'm Julius and this is my wife. We are pilots for the Galactic Alliance." He offered his hand.
"Be right back." Tryi said quietly and went off to look for anyone familiar. Seeing Kelsey, she began walking over to her.
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Rek stood up, and turned to Kat. "Want some eggnog, Kat?" He asked his long time friend and colleague. He waited expectantly.
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Vrix stepped back from Kelsey, and nodded in approval. "Is Kiki about, or is she still busy being all Princess of the Damned?" He asked her.
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Jon sat in a corner on his own, having found a comfortable seat in some shadows. He was sure the eggnog he was drinking had been laced with rum and coconut, but he wasn't sure. It had been a long time since he had tasted alcohol. It didn't help that he'd had been dead for two years, never mind a turned Vampire with a bit of a crazy mind.
Zekelaz nodded his approval. "Yes, Jon. Let us stay here out of the way. We are not needed. Not yet." He smiled from within Jon, and his eyes flashed.
He relaxed back and watched those carefully, especially taking notice of Vrix, Benji, and this new person he had never seen before- the walking corpse. He sighed.
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Traditional Christmas music jingles played as Kevin walked over. "Looks like the guests are turning up." He smiled, and shook his head. "Those of you who don't know, I am known as Jedireaper from the place we are almost all born."
Tyri smiled, and nodded as she passed. "I knew that." ^^
Originally posted by Grate the VrayaJulius nodded. "Thats right, the Galactic Imperial Alliance... I am from a galaxy far, far away."
Tom stood with his mouth slightly opened, his less than perfect brain trying to comprehend what Julius had just said. "Galactic...alliance? Should I have brought a tinfoil hat before I came in?" He said sarcastically.
"Heh, probably filed." Tom muttered but felt uneasy. "Say, any drinks around here? I'm damn cold and could use some warming up." He couldn't believe he was still even here. He checked his cellphone again. Still no signal. He didn't really want to call his family in front of these loons anyways which meant that the landline was out of the question. Ah, well, what the hell, it was nearly Christmas after all, and he was having more fun here than at his family's celebration.
Justin rubbed the back of his head as he pointed at a table on the other side of the room "drinks and snacks are over there. if you want vodka, sorry we're all out because some bastard can't seem to keep his hands off of it"
Benjii looked over and waved "i don't drink. and you can ask anyone here, you were the one who was on the floor, knocked out by vodka"
"Nice, thanks, bro." Tom walked over to the table grimacing and hoping he hadn't just said 'nice, thanks bro!' to Q'cjdi, High King of Gorgamel or some shit. Tom's train of thought immediately stopped when he saw the Crown Royal. These loonies weren't so bad after all he thought as he poured himself a drink. He took a sip. The Crown immediately warmed his bones and his thighs started to buzz. It'd been a while. He looked back over to Benjii with Steph and Kiki. "Thought you said there weren't any sexy vampire chicks!" He smirked.
"Oh so she's taken then? Shame." He said. Wow, he was already drunk talking. He began to think there was this tiny man in his head who was telling him everything to say in order to get knocked out or 'drained' if these loonies were legit. And if they were legit, he was in deep shit, but he couldn't quit saying the wrong things.