Pearl sat down onto the floor, barely squeezing through Trucy and the other person. "Hi. I'm Nick's friend." she greeted Trucy, and smiled.
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Vicious slammed a bottle of water on the table. "I got nothin' but a bloody guitar. They got more (beep) than I do. And what do they get? NOTHIN'!" he conversated. He was talking to Klavier for awhile, too. "Y'know that thing where you get pissed off at those god damn people? That's what I talkin' about."

Elliott stared at the group of teens nervously, shuffling his feet and unconsciously moving behind the girl, as if in an attempt to hide. "Nice to meet you all." He offered them a small smile before dropping the hat back onto his head, fumbling with the brim. He glanced back at Trucy, lowering his voice.

When another girl joined them, he clamped up, instantly - and quite obviously - feeling uncomfortable.

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"Hm?"

Lang turned his head when he felt a tap on his shoulder, realizing a moment later that it was Phoenix. He listened silently to the other's man's request and, after letting it sink in, the corner of his lip tugged up in a smirk. "That can be arranged. Give me a second, and I'll go call my pack to get over here and stand guard. I assure you that no one will get past them."

Rising from his chair, he nodded at darer, Sean. "I'll be back in a sec. Keep thinking on that dare, Detective Nishon, and make it good." He left the dining room to make his call, returning a few minutes later. Moving towards Phoenix, he nodded his head. "It's been done. They'll be here soon." Of course, he never did mention who "they" were or, more importantly in this case, just how many people were in that "pack" of his. It would probably become pretty evident soon, though.

Draco eyed the strange looking musician spewing what seems to be random words. How does one get drunk off of water? He sighed, glancing back around to study the faces of everyone in the room. He already knew of Klavier, being the annoying hatchling he reports to, Kristoph, he was sure to keep an eye on him. He recognized that Detective Ema Skye was also present. That's a cheerful pickup, he thought. A grumpy hatchling. The faces he didn't recgonize right away he studied. Two women he was unfamiliar with. He glanced at the one with brow hair and a braclet on her right wrist. She was quite beautiful, which made him wonder why someone like her would be here. His gaze then fell upon the young man with a rather large forehead and strange locks, The kid's gaze is so intense, he thought. Is he really focused so much on this game?

Finally, his eyes fell up Phoenix talking to Lang. Though he never met the Interpol Agent personally, Draco felt gret respect for a dedicated officer. It WILL be very interesting to hear what Sean has in mind for him.

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"This should be the right address, little miss."

Vera looked out from the cab window towards the home of Mr. Wright and Trucy. Seeing so many cars park out near the home made her feel a bit nervous. "Why are there so many cars out there," she wondered. She thanked the cab driver before gathering her sketchbook, tucking it under her yellow raincoat, and umbrella. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out into the rain. She felt here heart hammering in her chest as she neared the front door. You don't need to worry, she said to herself. Mr. Wright and Trucy are there, so you'll be alright. She was only half sure of herself, but reached out to knock on the door. She barely touched it as it flung upon. She yelped in surprize, jumping back. "Oh no! Did I knock too hard?" She only got here and already thinngs looked bad. She meekly stepping through the doorway, clutching the sketching within her raincoat. "H-hello?" She called out, looking around worried.

Apollo frowned when his bracelet tightened again. He clenched his left arm, frowning slightly as he gazed around the room but by then, whoever had tensed was back to normal. He sighed and continued thinking to himself though every now and then, he was reminded by her.

((Nadindi- Haha...I took the bait but Apollo is rather confused at the moment because of Dawn. I'm hoping that BSX (if you are out there) explains the incident involving Apollo and Dawn and why he feels betrayed.

Arkillian- Hope your neck gets better and you get the pillow and allergy issue sorted out. Japanese Sobakawa pillows (as you briefly mentioned) are great. I use one as they are very comfortable and relaxing. Hopefully it sorts out your neck problem if you were to buy one.

...Door, out of the room, close enough for me I'll edit my post though.))

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As a girl shimmied her way betwen Trucy and Elliot, Trucy shifted aside to make room, a welcoming smile on her face. "You're Daddy's friend? Cool! What's your name?" She grinned, briefly taking note of Elliot's discomfort.

"Ja, ja... Of course." he chanted in response. Eyeing the bottle for a moment, Klavier wondered if Vic had brought alcohol with him or if he was just being his usual energetic self; he couldn't really tell at this point. Now would probably be a good time for an improvised field sobriety test.

"Vic." he started, turning to face the sprightly musician with a smile. "How many fingers am I holding up?" If he gave him any form of numerical response, seeing as both his hands were rested upon his belt buckle, then the answer was clear.

Meanwhile from across the room, a perturbed Sean stood, deep in thought. She was hoping to get ideas for a dare from watching the kids outside, but all that came to mind was kissing or feeling someone up. Like hell she'd go for that; there's enough kissing to go around as it is. It didn't really help that she didn't know anything about Lang either, apart from the fact that he was an Interpol agent and that he had a good reputation.

Sneering, she watched him from her peripheral. He sure looked different from all the other arrogant bastards from Interpol. What was with the get-up, anyway? How the hell does he apprehend criminals wearing those? Far too flashy. There was Klavier, of course, in all his shining glory, but he wasn't meant to be out in the field so it didn't count. He had... presence, she'll give him that. But she swore with all that fur he had on she could easily mistake him for a mutt.

...

Now there's a thought.

"Alright, I got one for you." she finally said. Gesturing to the living room with her head, Sean's lips broke into a playful smirk. "See those kids? They aren't looking too happy. What's you say we do something about that, hm? I dare you..." there was a small pause, "to sit with those teenagers and pretend to be a dog."

"BUT!" she quickly added before anyone could interject. "But you have to convince them of what you're doing. Get one of them to say you're a dog or a puppy or something along those lines and you're off the hook." she furrowed her brow, "And don't you even TRY to weasel your way out of this. I don't want any talking, writing on a piece of paper, accomplices, or any of that crap. I want you to act it aaall out."

A smug expression came to light as she cocked her head back. "So what do you say, Agent Lang? You up for it?"

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((Lol senses... tingling... Lang acting like a dog... I'd tap that XD ))

((Tap- I had a Sobakawa one before and it's the only thing that gives me a good night's rest. My new buckwheat one is suppose to be the same but they didn't dry it right. I hope I can fix it. It's costing me alot of money having a bad neck :( Money and level of consciousness. I'm living off pain killers and coffee at the moment >.> ))

"That can be arranged. Give me a second, and I'll go call my pack to get over here and stand guard. I assure you that no one will get past them."

"That sounds impressive," Phoenix smiled as Lang excused himself. Watching him wander to the side, Phoenix crossed his arms in thought. His pack, huh? So he has a band of 10 men that he commands huh? That's pretty important sounding. The most assistants I've ever had at once is two. I can't imagine having more.

A minute later, Lang returned, "It's been done. They'll be here soon." he said casually. Phoenix nodded,

"You sound like you have a large group supporting you. I'm impressed. You must have some call. I'm much appreciated." Sean then called out Lang's dare. Phoenix froze on the spot looking at Sean with wide eyes. "Act like... a dog?" Phoenix's eyes turned twitched upwards slightly as he held back a grin. ANYONE acting like a dog was funny, but this guy? He seemed so important. And in front of the kids? They're going to think that he's gone crazy!

Zeth was too stunned to talk for a moment in surprise. That was a pretty awesome dare. There was only one problem with it.

"Make a time limit for it Sean! That he has to act for over a certain amount of time. it's pretty obvious if someone is acting like a dog." Grinning, this was exactly what he needed to take his mind off of her for now.

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Watchign the new guy come into the room and sitting near Trucy, Alex wasn't sure what he was so shy about... unless these gammes made him nervous too? Finally someone that understood him!! Another pretty girl then sat between him and Trucy. Well, obviously they are going to know eachother...

"Hello?" Hearing a timid voice at the door, Alex took this as an invitation to get away from the intense air in the room. Besides, this place didn't have very good security. If anyone was going to take on a weirdo in this house it was either him or Darren, and Darren looked like he had no intentions on leaving Nadine's side.

"Gimme a minute!" Alex called back. Giving Tascha a slightly nervous smile, he mouthed 'be right back' and dashed over to the door. Spotting the blue haired girl in the bright stripy outfit, Alex raised his brows. She looked like she was a university aged student, yet she looked too young to be one of Mr Wright's friends. Could she be here to see Trucy?

"Uh, Hi!" Alex said, "You here to see someone?"

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Thalassa tried to hold in her loughter,lang acting like a dog was defenetly something she isn't going to miss.

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"A time limit, huh..." she muttered, pursing her lips as she pondered the thought. True, it would suck if he got found out right off the bat, but then again it could run for a whole lot longer if he acted poorly. Or if his spectators were too busy laughing their asses off to say anything coherent.

Sean stilled in that stance for some time, and after a good minute of silent deliberation shook her head. "Nah. I'd rather leave him in the mercy of those little punks. They could use some entertainment." she snorted, turning her attention back to the agent. "Sooo... break a leg. Show us what Interpol's made of!"

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Vera tensed up as she spotted a young man. It was neither Trucy nor Mr. Wright, could she be at the wrong house? She unconsciously began to chew on her thumbnail, averting her gaze from him. But this had to be the right address she thought. Trucy gave them to her herself. She took in a small breath before speaking. "Is Trucy or Mr. Wright here? I've...been invited to a party."

{{I will be gone for the next week. Arkillian and the most senior people can control Miles until my return.}}

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(( ROFL OH MAN this will be fun. :'D Poor Lang-puppy. ))

Well, well. Lang had to admit, he had definitely not been expecting this. It hurt his dignity a bit - a dog instead of a wolf? - but he was never one to turn down a challenge. Replying to Sean's smug expression with a confident smirk of his own, he spread his arms out and shrugged. "Alright. Bring it o - "

"Shifu!"

"...In a second." Poking his head out the door, he pointed a finger down the hallway at the men filing into the house. "Outside, men. I'm not sure how many people Wright's house can hold, but another ninety-nine is probably overkill. Count off outside, and make sure I can hear you."

The group of men who had filed into the house quickly turned around and walked out. Even from inside the house, their voices were audible as they numbered themselves off from one to ninety-nine. Lang looked over his shoulder at Phoenix, grinning. "Told you I would get my pack here. They're going to spread out around the perimeter of your house - subtly, in case you're worried what your neighbours will think - and make sure no one gets in without your permission. Feel free to give them different orders if you had a different idea of protection in mind."

Now, he would have to get through that dare of his. Hands in his pockets, he strode quite confidently into the living room, sitting down by the circle of teenagers. After a minute or two of watching them, he suddenly barked which, surprisingly, wasn't too bad of a bark. Hey, he knew how to howl, and how to growl - he was practically already a wolf, and a dog was only, in his mind, one step below. Still, it was a little awkward.

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Elliott sat within the circle quietly, raising his eyes only when someone else joined the group - a rather intimidating looking man. He shrunk back a little, wondering why someone like him - clearly he wasn't a teenager - had decided to join them. Was he chaperoning them, just to make sure nothing got out of hand? Or maybe he wa -

When Lang let out a loud bark, the poor boy jumped. Despite his tendency of staying quiet, he was startled enough to stare at Lang with wide eyes. "W-what..?!"

((*is practically crying with laughter* I love you, Rarikou. xD))

Nadine looked up interestedly as a ruggedly attractive man sauntered over to their circle and sat himself down. She settled for subtly enjoying the eye candy, but then...he barked. Jumping at the sudden noise, her hand found its way to Darren's leg, giving it a poke. As if he wouldn't notice that...rather loud bark. She stared at the man quizically,

Trucy had somehow managed to manouver herself around the newcomer and back next to Elliot. He seemed really uncomfortable, so it was only common courtesy for her to sit by him. She was probably his only close friend here. When the Interpol agent let out a loud woof, she blinked in surprise alongside Elliot before covering her mouth and breaking into a huge fit of giggles.

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Kristoph heard the bark from the living room and smiled to himself slightly, imagining the teens' reactions. Wanting to be able to see, he rose out of his chair to stand by the door so he could observe. In doing so, he ended up standing close to Phoenix. Peering into the living room to see Lang sitting on the ground confidently after his bark, he turned to the trigger-happy detective. "...A good dare," he said somewhat hesitantly, all too aware of her fierce personality.

Draco sighed in disspleasure when he heard the bark. To make such a respected man do such a thing, he scowled glancing over at Sean. "A dog?" he questioned her. Though he should know that such things would go on in a game of Truth or Dare, he still didn't like it. He could only wonder what would happen if HE was the one doing the dare! What would the hatchling think of for him. Act like a grumpy old dragon, blowing smoke anf growling? He shuttered to think of it. His gaze fell back on Kristoph, his jaw tensed slightly. If anything, Draco felt he should keep an eye on the man. Even if he's parole, Draco could not trust him.

"I'm going to have to say..... Ten." Vicious replid to Klavier. Though this was ridiculous, seeing Lang act like a dog, he started laughing hard. "Oh my god....!" he snorted, and slapped his knee.
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"My name is Pearl Fey, Maya's umm... Cousin. She's the Madter at Kurain. I'm still in training, but I think I've improved." Pearl responded to Trucy. Hearing Lang park, she was abou to laugh. Tears of laughter were falling, but she cupped her hand above her mouth to keep her from laughing. "Phwwwh.... Hee hee.... Who's..... Heheh... Barking?" she stuttered and giggled while hearing him. She eventually bursted laughing, and stopped a few minutes later. She still has tears of laughter, though. She wiped them off. "Oh..... Who is that barking?" she kept giggling. It was funny to her, after all. She's 17, and a kid kinda, still. It would be natural for her to laugh at a situation like this.

Apollo watched as Lang barked and covered his mouth as he chuckled into it. That was the funniest thing he had seen in a while, even more than Mr. Gavin being soaked in water. He snorted as he clenched his arms, trying to hold in his laughter. This game was great, he thought as he sighed mentally, relieved that he could get away from all his mental troubles temporarily.

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"Is Trucy or Mr. Wright here? I've...been invited to a party."

Alex nodded, moving out of the way of the entrance, "Trucy is this way. We're having a Spin the bottle game in the lounge. Are you joining us? We're just finishing off a..."

((Sorry Kaiyumi- I hope it's ok if I take over the MIB here... IT's all NPC stuff))

"Excuse me," Spotting a man dressed in black, Alex's eyes widened, shifting the blue haired artist inside the door before giving the guy a glare.

"Nrrrr... No! Who the hell do you think you..." Spotting a HUGE group of more of them behind the first guy, the colour bleed from Alex's face in shock, flabberghast at all the strange people that seemed to make it to Trucy's house.

"Interpol," The man replied sternly, showing Alex his ID card, "We are looking for Shifu. Where is he?"

"Shi... y...you must be with Mr Wright's crowd," Alex stepped back slightly, "Uh... if ou go down this hall and turn right, you'll find Trucy's Dad. W...Why is there so many of you?"

"A mission of international importance," The man replied, signalling his men that they needed to walk down the hall, "Down the hall and to the right! Fall in!"

"YIKES!" Alex leapt out of the way as the MIB started filing through the broken door and towards the kitchen door. Being far from his usual cool self, Alex decided that this wasn't the best part of the house to be in. Taking the blue haired girl's hand, Alex dragged her into the lounge with wide eyes, "Trucy! There's like... a hundred men out there from interpol storming this house. What the heck is going on?!"

Slightly panicy about the situation, the sound of those many agents suddenly calling out "ONE!" yelled off in a concecutive ring, the finally stopped, and a loud shuffling noise started to vacate the house. Alex's heart rate beginning to slow finally. Letting go of Vera's hand Alex looked flushed, "Hey, there's Trucy. I don't have a clue what's going on... I think I better ask the adults..." Heading over to the door, Alex bumped into a tall man with VERY scary eyes and a daunting aura. Stumbling backwards, the only thing stopping him from falling over what his ice hockey training. His sense of balance was highly tuned.

"W... What's going on here?" Alex demanded.

((Sorry Kaiyumi- It's a little hard to ignore 99 MIB's invading the house. You can RP this separate, but I think it should be done.))

((They all call out 1 as well, cause they're all equally important :) Remember?))

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"...In a second. Outside, men. I'm not sure how many people Wright's house can hold, but another ninety-nine is probably overkill. Count off outside, and make sure I can hear you."

"NINETY NINE?!" Phoenix bolted over to where Lang had poked his head through, and saw his hallway FILLED with men in black. Widening his eyes in surprise, his jaw dropped. A pack... he expected 10... maybe 30... but this was so much more!

"Oh, did he bring the whole pack?" Miles asked in entertainment, "That was rather overkill I would think. Atleast nothing will enter, short of a national incident," Smirking to himself, that panicked look on Wrights face was one he hadn't seen in a while. Not since he last wore that suit in court. It was rather nostalgic to witness once more.

"Told you I would get my pack here. They're going to spread out around the perimeter of your house - subtly, in case you're worried what your neighbours will think - and make sure no one gets in without your permission. Feel free to give them different orders if you had a different idea of protection in mind." Lang advised Phoenix with a grin. Phoenix glanced over to Lang, and gave him a helpless look.

"They can HIDE too?" Pausing to think about how much coverage he had at his house, the idea of 99 men hiding behind object in his house suddenly became very amusing. HE was expecting only a couple of men, but 99? Suddenly he could see the humour in the situation. Chuckling lightly, Phoenix rubbed his temples, "You're intense, Lang... I like that." Offering his hand to him once more, Phoenix grinned, "Thank you. I feel much more at ease knowing that your men are on the job."

Giving him room now so he could go and do his dare, Lang walked out to the door to the lounge.

<<Cue Lang and Alex scene? T.T >>

Phoenix, Miles and Zeth scuttled over to the door and watched Lang look at the group with a grin. Finally, Lang let out a LOUD barking noise, making the kids leap out of thier skins. Zeth was the first to start laughing, before Phoenix joined in. Miles wore a slight half grin. Dog... wolf... Lang was a natral at what he did best, and that was investigation and people skills. HE was going to play this out for them. He was sure that he was going to have a bit of fun with the dare.

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(( 8D b I'm perfectly fine with that, Arkillian, and oops, yeah. *somehow forgot about the whole "everyone is just as important!" thing* 8D Thanks for reminding me! ))

Vera sighed with relief, now knowing this was the Wright's residence. "Excuse me." Very yelped in shock, turning around to see a tall man dressed in a black suit. She cringed, looking pass him at the many similar dressed men behind him. "W...what do they want," she whispered, as she felt the young man pull her gently inside away from them. She became worried when they started to file inside the house. She her hand gripped by the young man as he lead her down the right hall into the living quarters.

She recognized Trucy right away, even without her silk tophat and magician attire. Calming down, she looked over at the young man. "Thank you," she said. She glanced at the circle and didn't quite know where she was suppose to sit. She began to chew on her nail again. Deciding not to be rude, she took her seat by the couch near Trucy. She remained quiet, looking at all the new faces around her.

Just when she thought things were calming down, a tall menacing looking man came out of the door, and sat down near the teens. She cringed back slightly, intimidated by the man's wolf-like expression. Then suddenly, BARK! She yelped audibly, standing up at the sound of the man barking. W-what is he...? The sound of laughter soon followed, from everyone, while Vera simply looked confused. Is...is this a joke the man's playing? Hesitantly, she scooted over to the man, or dog, staring at him intensly. Clutching her sketchbook with one hand, she reached out with the other to touch his golden brown hair.

((So, i'm not grounded anymore. wow, much happened))

Kane grinned. Weird people around here. He looked around, and spotted Trucy. He ignored the agents and walked straight to Trucy.
Kane tapped her at her shoulder.
'Hey Trucy! How are you?' Kane smiled. 'Nice party, mind me joining it?'

((I could make Charisa spin next, i really like the spins now, but if you have to re roll before Charisa is going to spin, go ahead.))

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Looking back over her shoulder, Trucy spotted Kane. "Oh, hey! Sure you can join, if you find a space." She waved around at the circle, indicating the rather tight packed nature. She couldn't really be surprised by anything any more - after the crowd of men had poured into her house, it was hardly a surprise for another guest to turn up. She made a note to ask her daddy about the men later. Turning back to Elliot, Trucy tapped his shoulder to get his attention. "You okay?"

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((Name: Steven Gumshoe (Son of Dick Gumshoe)
Age: 16
Appearance: Steven stands 5'7, wears his father's old trenchcoat, with a black shirt underneath. His bright red hair, recieved from his mother (an OC) poofs out from under the fedora that is always on his head
Personality: Acts about the same as his father does, having been raised by him, and looking up to him for the past seven years.
Extra Details / Relationship with someone in the RP: Steven has always been the quiet type, never talking much, rarely talking to others, just staying self contained. Being friends with Phoenix, his father, Dick Gumshoe got him the invite to this party as an attempt to get him to open up and actually make some "pals"

Edit: I hope this is the right place to post this...))

((RichardGumshoePI- I assume you're asking if you can join? You can, but could you PM me any information I should know about him? I assume he goes to Trucy's school too. You'll need to PM Nadine with info about him if he is.))

((When you join, Phoenix's door is broken so you can go right through, but there's 99 MIBs surrounding the Wright residence... uh... Kaiyumi- you want to control Lang's minions? I think you're going to have to do some roleplaying to get into the house XD Sorry! XD I had a flood of people join and figure that Phoenix would get a bit paranoid with all the people waltzing into his insecured house. Lol.))

((Kaiyumi- I'm waiting for you to do some RP with Lang before I continue cause what you do with Alex affects all my character's progress *nods* ))

((May have to close off all applications after this- the kids game is getting a bit full too. Will do rolecall tonight and update the kids game spins ))

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Steve Gumshoe looked at his father as they pulled up in front of the Wright residence. "Dad, are you sure I have to go in there? Can't I just stay home?" At this, Dick Gumshoe laughed and unlocked the door. "Sorry, pal, but you have to. They're expecting you, and if you don't show up, it'll be a cut in my pay." Steven opened the door and climbed out onto the sidewalk, walking toward the door, noticing the men surrounding it. "Wow, that's a lot of people...Maybe there was a murder here!" He then drifted off into his own head, trying to figure out the case he'd just made up as he walked toward the front door, looking for blood stains and further clues as to who was killed tonight. He continued to search until he accidentally ran headfirst into one of the men in black.

((Ok- just updated all the spins for the teens- please check what your new spin results are, and also confirm that I have your name down on the taken characters list, and if you have a bio if they're an OC. I know I'm missing Dawn's I've just had to clear out my PMS and I think 1 or 2 when in the trash can T.T Sorry if I deleted it :( ))

((Lets get cracking though guys! I'm waiting for a Lang RP, but that shouldn't stop the rest of you! :D))

((Side note, my pillow issue is fixed. I cooked me some buck wheat husks, and everything is all sweet now ;) No allergies AND my neck is pain free!! I'm *so* happy :3 ))

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((Good to hear, Ark. :) These new spins are cool. ^^))

Choosing to ignore the strange man who'd joined them with a presence-announcing bark, Trucy grinned at Elliot. Things were getting quiet, spin-wise, so she reached forwards to the bottle, hand hovering over it as she paused.

"Guys, is it okay if I spin while you redo that last kiss?"

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Ema huffed to herself, one hand fiddling idly with her hair. The dare was interesting, sure, but for some reason, she really wasn't in the mood anymore. It was probably the fop's fault, starting serious conversations.

Remembering said conversation, she looked at the topic, Kristoph. He had moved away from Sean after complimenting her dare, consequently shfting closer to where Klavier was. Slightly alarmed, Ema stood up from her chair a bit too quickly before recovering and moving to rest against a wall a bit nearer to the two Gavins. Just to be on the safe side.

((Aw. No Darren this time. oh well.))

((I noticed that if you click on Elliot's bio, it shows Kane's bio.))

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((Really glad to hear your pillow problem's solved, Arky <3 There's nothing worse than being sleep-deprived.))

"Guys, is it okay if I spin while you redo that last kiss?"

Tascha smiled at Trucy.

"Go ahead, Truce, we won't be long." she called, turning to face Rowan. It was...a little awkward to say the least that she had to kiss the guy whose launching across the room she'd been inadvertantly responsible for. Alex certainly wouldn't be playing her white knight this time.

"I'm...is it okay if we get this over and done with as soon as possible?" she ventured.

Rowan nodded, relieved that Tascha seemed to want pretty much the same thing as he did. Leaning across, he pressed his lips to hers, aware that he certainly wasn't following Alex's demonstration- it was as formulaic as Tascha's previous kiss had been unexpected.

Counting in her head, Tascha pulled away once she'd reached twelve and gave Rowan a brief smile, shuffling back into her seat.

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Trucy grinned at the brief kiss. There was definately some romance going on, else the kiss would have been savoured. She paused a last time before giving the bottle a flick, eyes following the hypnotic spinning before it stopped. "Hm?"

Looking up, she saw that the bottle had stopped on Alex. She didn't really know him that well, so it wouldn't be too awkward. He was something like...a friend of a friend of a friend.

Giving Alex a bright smile, Trucy spun the bottle a second time slightly harder. She sat back in her place by Elliot as she watched it spin before it stopped, pointing at...herself? Narrowing her eyes at the bottle, she traced a line with her finger from the neck of the bottle, finger slipping just by her knee to prod Elliot's leg.

She grinned again, turning to see his reaction.

((urrrghhhh... I'm waiting for Lang still T.T Can Trucy do the kiss for Elliot first? ^^; I'm not sure if I should just ignore Lang or what cause he's suppose to be acting like a dog as this is happening :/ ))

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((Sure, so long as Kaiyumi responds. I said that Trucy chose to ignore Lang after the bark - so until he does something else noticeable, Trucy at least won't pay much attention.))

(( FFFF, sorry, guys! I got caught up in some stuff. I'll edit this post in a bit with a reply! OTL ))

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Lang wasn't the type of man who was easily embarrassed, but even he had to admit that this was a little humiliating. However, since it was really just all fun and games - it wasn't often that he got to join in in such antics - he took the laughter of the others with a small grin of his own. He let out another series of barks, nudging one of the teens - Alex, was his name? - with the top of his head. He had noticed that dogs seems to do that quite frequently in a, "pet me!" gesture. Also, he found it a little amusing that, while some people were amused and laughing, others just looks horrified or confused.

He perked up when he noticed a hand reaching for him from the corner of his eye. Instinctively, he turned his head and let out a growl (which, ironically, fit with his current situation of having to act like a dog). However, the growl died down as he realized it was just a young woman, and a somewhat timid looking one at that. Quieting down, he regarded her quizzically, titling his head to the side and raising a single brow in question.

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Still nervous about the strange man who had joined them, Elliott shuffled a little closed to the other teenagers and regarded Lang warily. He jumped when he felt someone tap at his shoulder, whirling around to see that it was just Trucy. Inhaling, he gave her a small smile, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "I...yeah. I'm okay. It's just...strange, you know?"

When Trucy asked to spin the bottle, the boy paled immediately. What if it landed on him? Or...or for that matter, what if it landed on another guy? I-it wasn't as if he were jealous or anything silly like that! It would just be...awkward.

When the bottle Trucy spun landed on Alex, Ellliott coughed, about to excuse himself to go to the bathroom when Trucy suddenly spun again. He was a little more relieved with the second spin - after all, she had landed on herself - until he noticed Trucy tracing the path, and that it was actually pointing to...him.

The blood rushed into his face as his eyes widened in surprise and panic. T...this is...but...w-wait! W-what am I supposed to do? I've never played spin the bottle and I've never kissed another and this is Trucy for goodness sake and...and... The poor boy was as red as a person could be when he turned to look at Trucy, noticing that she was observing him. After hesitating, he gave her a shaky smile. "...H...huh."

Steven Gumshoe looked up at the interpol agent and turned a deep red. "Uh, sorry pal, didn't mean to run into you." He then continued to examine the man before him and recognized the uniform. "HOLYCRAPYOU'REINTERPOL! There must have been something huge that went down in there. Lemme guess, the murderer broke down the door, ran into Mr Wright's house, and killed someone inside!" He glanced around, not realizing how rediculous that sounded, especially since there was visibly a party going on inside, and they sounded like they were having a good time. "Mind if I have a look at the crime scene, Pal?"

Vera jerked back her hand, taking in a quick breath upon hearing him growl, though it died down quickly. He stared at her quizically, causing Veras face to slightly redden. "I-I'm sorry," she said quietly. "It's just...I...I thought you..." she felt like she couldn't speak, there was no way she could tell what she was thinking outright. Then an idea dawn on her.

Flipping open her sketch book, she started to draw intensively, making several storkes within a few seconds. Finished, she showed the man her sketch, of a girl smiling and scratch a young puppy behind the ear. "Is it...okay to do that?" she asked meekly but hopefully.

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Draco's focus shifted slightly to Ema when she stood. Watching her, he noticed her eye was on Kristoph as she took to leaning against the wall near the two brothers. He was relieved that he wasn't the only one keeping watch. Thinking of taking a better view into the living room, Draco shifted and walked over to the table, taking the seat that Ema left. He was tired of standing anyway.

((Will be RPing later tonight, but in fear of sounding to wanna be otaku... KAWAIII!!!! *u* I was totally gonna to that too, but I don't have any cutesy characters in game any more T.T As it is, I think Alex is scared of the guy for life XD Please make Lang say yes!! *u*))

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As the handsome, but apparently very strange, man barked more times in succession and started nudging Alex with his head, Nadine's smile turned into a more quizzical look. "...Right, now that's just strange." She looked at the man suspiciously. He was wearing a very happy go lucky expression that matched with his doglike behaviour. She gave him a last confused one over before turning away.

Trucy saw Elliot's face change in succession from an expression of surprise, to panic, to terror and back to his usual meek expression. She returned his shaky smile. Of course, this'd be hard for Elliot. He was so shy, and it'd be really weird kissing his close friend, right?"Um...I'll kiss you first okay?" she chirped reassuringly. "Get it over with if you want to."

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((I wish Lang had nuzzled Aphra. She'd have BIG problems keeping her cool if he did that XD *preens puppy!Lang*

"Well, that was fun," Alex mumbled sarcastically, still back down beside Tascha again, "What the hell are those men doing at this house anywa...." Suddenly, a head of gel caked hair muzzled into his cheek then, roughing him up a little before pulling away. Startled, Alex fell to his back, and flashed his hands up in a defensive martial arts pose ((Similar to Lang's actually XD )) looking up at puppy!Lang smiling down at him with bright playful eyes. Alex sat stunned for a moment as the man turned then to Vera reaching out to him to pet him. Surprised that he happily bent his head down to let her pet him, Alex relaxed as he realised that it was all a dare.

"Oh, I get it," Alex suddenly smirked. This guy dressed like a rocker too- he must've been friends with that other pretty boy he tackled earlier. They probably thought that this would demean him, "It's a dare, isn't it?"

"Of course it is," Aphra grinned, "And I think he's playing the part so well." Crawling over to Lang, Aphra bent over, holding his cheeks and gave him a sweat kiss on the forehead, "Aren't you a sweet little puppy?"

((Up to you how much Aphra's top shows. I haven't really decided what she's wearing. Lol. If Lang doesn't care, then don't worry :) It's just drama))

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((Aww dare's over? :C Oh well.

Life has started to pick up again, if that wasn't already obvious by my lack of activity, so just assume Klavier and Sean have been watching by the door all this time; will do a proper catch-up post elaborating on that point once I have more time. Suffice to say don't get them involved in anything major for now. Unless you want your characters to join mine in idle land, then by all means. xD))

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((Hey guys! Just curious as to who's controlling the MiB and if they've been here. I can't do anything until I get a response from them...Sorry if that sounds pushy!))

((II assume it's Kaiyumi, though if not I'm willing to take the role of the MIB. I can't say though.))