Timestamp: 31 Mia 81382 Who: Averin Highwyn Wearing: {Averin: An expensive suit that is silver and has a red tie over a white collared shirt. His wings are folded behind his back.} Averin was in the bathroom prepping up for the upcoming guest. Averin’s aunt was in the kitchen finishing the dinner for them and their guest. His aunt yelled to him. <span style='color:gray'>“Averin, are you done yet, I think your guest will show any minute?!" </span>Averin just finishing the last piece of his suit. “Umh… Yes, aunt!" Averin yelled back. He got out of the bathroom and intercepted the dinner. He set it on the dinner table.
Who: Alamu Wearing: A formal emerald green dress with a matching green jacket and slipper-shoes. Alamu walked down the side walk, looking at the addresses as she passed. "Here it is." She murmured, walking up to the door. She gave a quiet knock, smiling when her sensitive ears picked up Averin's voice inside. She stood patiently on the doorstep, wondering if they'd heard her.
Averin heard the knock at the door and went towards. “I’ll get it…" Averin told his aunt. His aunt shook her head and said. <span style='color:gray'>“No, Averin… We’ll get it together. I have to meet your friends." </span>Averin opened the door and saw Alamu in her formal green dress with matching shoes and jacket. “Alamu, nice of you to join this party. Let me take that." Averin smiled has he hugged her and removed her green jacket, he hung it on the coat rack. Averin’s aunt grabbed Alamu’s hands and smiled. <span style='color:gray'>“It so good to meet you dear, Averin been talking about you quite a lot…" </span>Averin took her by the arm and led her into the dinning room.
Alamu returned the hug, shrugging off her jacket and murmuring a quiet "thank you" As he hung it up. Alamu turned, giving his aunt a dazzling smile. "It's nice to meet you too." She said, blushing at the last part of what his aunt told her. She followed Averin, blinking as she realized the room was empty. "Am I the first one here?" She asked, surprised.
Averin looked at her. “Well yes, you are the first to get here." Averin smile and blushed at the same time. Averin’s aunt went into the kitchen and continued to cook the rest of the feast. Averin looked at her dress and whispered. “You look nice, Alamu…" Averin pulled out a chair and beckoned her to take a seat.
Alamu blushed at the compliment, looking at his suit. "You do to, Averin." She took the offered chair, again murmuring a "thank you". "Is there anything I can do to help?" She asked, tilting her head to look up at him.
Averin looked at her and said. “Let the host take care of it, ok." Averin smiled and kissed her on the cheek. <span style='color:gray'>“Averin, I need your help!" </span>yelled his aunt. “Ohp… got to go… anyways, don’t worry… plus my aunt has presents…" said Averin. <span style='color:gray'>“Averin!" </span>Averin’s aunt yelled again. Averin head toward the kitchen and helped her with the cooking.
<span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'>Who: Baalberith Wearing: Deep red suit, black short sleeved shirt, polished boots and no tie. Along with his rifle polished to a high sheen.</span> Baalberith was late and he knew it. Quickly he walked along the avenue glancing and the doors counting down the number in his head. <span style='color:red'>One of these days I'm going to murder a taxi driver, next time one takes the long way round is going to get it.</span> The driver that took him there was so annoying that Baal had just decided to walk the rest of the way. Eventually after what seemed like hours he came to the house. His boots made a faint squeaking and clacking sound as he took the steps. Baal stood by the door for a moment positioning his rifle next to his foot before knocking crisply.
Averin heard the knock at the door; he set another dish on the table and went to the door with his aunt behind him. Averin opened the door to see Baal. “Baal, nice of you to come." Averin said when shaking his hand. <span style='color:gray'>“Welcome young sir…" </span>Averin’s aunt shook his hand. Averin points the way to the dinning room.
Baal smiled merrily as he shook hands while picking up his rifle with his free one. <span style='color:red'>"Indeed tis a pleasure to be here."</span> He looked Averin over for a second taking in the suit. <span style='color:red'>Well I never expected him in that kind of cloths.</span> Baal then turned to the aunt once again giving his firm hand shake. <span style='color:red'>"Nice suit by the way, I'm generally not a suit person but I don't mind it so much."</span> He headed over to where Averin pointed, Baal peeked his head round the corner seeing Alamu in a lovely dress. Baal chuckled to himself as a small joke appeared in his mind, he quickly walked round the other way to the other door of the dinning room. Baal quietly sneaked in and sat right behind her, once he was sure she hadn't noticed him he whispered in her ear. <span style='color:red'>"Fancy seeing you here."</span> He laughed for a while.
Alamu jumped, turning around quickly to see Baal sitting behind her. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!" Alamu laughed with him, smiling after the initial shock was gone. "It's good to see you again." She said, smiling.
<span style='color:red'>"It is indeed. You look wonderful this evening."</span> Baal calmly placed his shining rifle down against the nearby wall. He then got up and moved to a chair closer to the table beside her. Baal was still replaying the scene over and over and his mind. <span style='color:red'>Grr I should have videoed that and sent it to that show "You've been owned" could've got some cash for it.</span>. <span style='color:red'>"Oh there's a place set for me..."</span>
Averin comes in with yet another dish and sets it on the table. He looks at Baal and said. “Hey Baal, your seat is on the other side of the table, it has the name on the chair." Averin’s aunt came in. <span style='color:gray'>“Well, Averin sit in your seat,"</span> Averin’s aunt pushed him to his seat that was right next to Alamu’s. <span style='color:gray'>“Take your seats… Oh, Averin this was for you…" </span>She handed a letter to him. He opened it and it was from the last guest, Iro saying he won’t be here. <span style='color:gray'>“Well, dig in…" </span>smiled Averin’s aunt.
Baal glanced over to the other side, noticing the sticky label on it "<span style='color:grey'>Baalberith</span>". <span style='color:red'>"Oh sorry."</span> He calmly walked over to his designated chair and sat down with a half smirk. Baal soon tucked into the food which was very good, he had fully forgotten the rifle though it didn't matter. Too busy admiring the food he missed the passing of a letter. <span style='color:red'>"Well thank you for this lovely food."</span> He looked around the table smiling.
Alamu filled her plate and took a small bite, closing her eyes and savoring the flavor. "This is delicious." She said, taking another bite.
Averin filled his plate with the things that he liked. He took small bites, and swallowed and raised his head. “So, how do you like the main meal?" Averin said to both Baal and Alamu. Averin’s aunt eating slowly looked at Averin and Alamu. <span style='color:gray'>Now, I can see why he loves her some much…</span>
<span style='color:red'>It's good, very good."</span> Baal still smiled as has went back to the food and his small mountain of it. <span style='color:red'>Well there's no hiding the fact you like her, heh then again you never was good at hiding emotion.</span> Baalberith chuckled quietly, hiding it with a fake hiccup . After he had had his fill he looked back to the little group to talk. <span style='color:red'>"So.... I hate to be to the point but, what was the reason for this? Or was it jus a friendly thing?"</span> He lowered his gaze thinking. <span style='color:red'>Way'd a go Baal ruin the occasion and you only just got here.</span>
Alamu took a few more bites before swallowing and smiling. "It's very good, thank you." She took another bite and noticed Averin's aunt staring at her. A soft blush colored her cheeks and looked back down.
Averin smiled and said. “Glad you like it since I’m the one who cooked…" Averin went back to eating then heard Baal’s question. “Well, I just thought we could take it easy and relax and be with friends." Averin replied. Averin’s Aunt saw the blush on Alamu’s face. <span style='color:gray'>I see that you love him as well… it’s good to hear that the curse isn’t among Averin, but for how long…</span> She finished her meal and went into the living room, but before she entered she said. <span style='color:gray'>“When you are finish… come in the living room for the talking or having fun part of parties." </span>
Alamu watched her go, a little confused. She turned to Baal as she finished, remembering something. "I'll be right back. I need to get something out of my jacket." She told them, getting up and moving toward the coat rack. She looked through her pockets, looking for something.
