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[nottheangel-raphael]

Raphael didn't hold his position this long without a healthy dose of paranoia to protect himself. Councilmen were high value targets for anyone looking to enact a change in control, in leadership over the supernatural realm, destroy what they spent centuries building. He didn't like the unexpected and many creatures had the ability to turn invisible, hence why Raph ensure he had a counter ability to see the unseen. A Valentine's Day ball seemed the least likely setting for anything suspicious yet imagine his surprise when he spied Roland's chirpy little fledgling Gwyn skulking about with a shimmer to his form. He smirked to himself, watching the younger hybrid in curiosity to see if he could figure out what he was up to. Stealing again, perhaps? As if Roland couldn't buy him whatever he needed. Unless Roland was broke, which also wouldn't be very shocking to Raph who saw him as rather irresponsible anyway. It'd explain a lot about how he let his fledgling go around getting away with things he shouldn't be.

Their paths were set to cross it seemed, Raph's dark eyes trained intently on the sith as he floated over, closer and closer. "And just what do you think you're doing, Caolan?" Yes. He could definitely see him.

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[officermorozov]

It was no surprise with the amount of calls going around with it being Halloween, what was surprising is the amount of people that were on more than just alcohol this time around. Of course Ransom's first time was Dempsey who he got into it with and nearly broke in two. Good thing the little shit was durable because he had a mount on him. Lucky for him Valentine stepped in and cleared things up. He, surprisingly, wasn't the one distributing this time around so got a pass.

The two broke off to take separate calls as the night grew worse, it always went that way on Halloween, some part of him liked it more than he'd admit. He liked working, arresting people, the aggression and volatility of it all. Fear and anger fed him more than he'd ever admit. He parked his vehicle at the end of the square and got out deciding to canvas on foot. The costume helped him blend in a bit more and eventually he came upon what he was looking for as he turned a corner. It certainly wasn't Dempsey this time around.

"And who might you be?" Ransom said not bothering to chase the townie that knew to run well aware of where he lived, he'd follow up after he settled this situation. He stepped to the costume clad man looking him over making his assessment. Wasn't from town, wasn't a slave, and wasn't on the council because he knew the councilmen.

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[icebird-khion]

Khion swore the best thing to happen to Krovs Town were places like Cannabites and Euphoria. He liked both but the latter more often than not stole his heart and whatever cash he managed to have in his wallet. Great music, great vibes, great drinks, how could he not be found there when that was a typical weekend night for the free-spirited pamola? And he could never turn down theme nights featuring plenty of ABBA on the setlist.

He'd been there for a good couple hours already, Khion flying high and coasting as the latest batch of drugs and alcohol began evaporating from his accelerated system. Needed a refuel obviously so back to the bar to use that tab he opened. He forced his way into the tiniest open space between two men –– one with a pretty face and curls that caught the corner of his eye as he practically rammed his shoulder into Gwyn's and caused him to spill some of his drink onto the bar. "Oh, shit, I'm sorry man. Got a little excited there, let me..." His brows shot up, now properly recognizing that gorgeous bastard from their wild days. "Holy shit, Gwynnifer, is that really you or am I that fucked up?"

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[witchysethharper]

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"You haven't? Why, Gwyn, I'm almost shocked," Seth half-gasped in teasing. He wasn't really all that surprised, initially thinking that his new faerie mentor might've swung one way based on his more flamboyant mannerisms. He smirked, bright eyes running over the older man deliberately. "This sounds like you're expressing interest to help me fulfill my dreams. We can forgo the application process entirely and head straight to the bedroom instead."

Kinky Boots Outfit: x x x

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[cairogaudetdeluca]

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"I'm sure the concepts are hard to distinguish from each other, but you might just figure it out as time passes. Then again, maybe you won't. Most here only have one use and it's nothing to do with intellect."

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[raidenproulx]

Raiden never went to Euphoria since he was banned from the place both physically and magically. He'd not gotten into Lucien's good enough graces to force Raphael's hand to let him in, not even for the new year. Would he start trouble, absolutely. Course it was only a matter of time before that would change. All magic had a weakness he was learning, just like those who cast it. Raiden was powerful as is, meaning his magic would be powerful the more he used it and practiced. It was easy to do and he'd get more power if he drank magical beings that gave it to him. There were some pure witches on site. He thought to drink them dry, but even he knew when the target was going to be too big to avoid. Plus there were more powerful things outside the castle he could eat and kill freely.

Sounded like a good way to ring in the New Year. Celebrate at Cannanbites, then head into the nearest towns to see who he could pick off. The place was full, which was to be expected considering the night it was. A path always cleared for him when he walked in anywhere and he moved to the bar ordering a drink eyeing who'd be his first victim. There were a few he was thinking, a couple new and a few repeats. Harper was a favorite but seemed to be in a somewhat heated conversation with the cambion he'd killed once before. He loved giving the other a toothy grin since he was the one that killed the little shit slave. He may have interrupted the two, but spotted a master he hadn't expected to see outside the castle and certainly not there.

He grabbed the scotch he had ordered poured straight in the glass, no ice, nothing but the liquor as he tipped it back and set the empty glass on the table the Sith sat at eyeing the pretty young thing. "Don't see any bands on your arms, came all this way unprepared or you forget about our last conversation?"

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[officermorozov]

After his rental with Bradbury he was sure his next time getting pulled from the undercoft was once again, going to be straight to Raphael's suite. So per usual. Ransom couldn't make anything easy and made a scene being the dramatic creature he'd come to be. Granted at this point the guards had figured him out and knew how to subdue him, which wasn't as hard with the damn collar on him.

For a second time he was surprised to not be at Raphael's door. This time he had no idea whose it was and braced himself to be combative. Who knew a black dragon could blush when he came face to face with a certain criminal he'd not seen since Halloween when he'd acted maybe not exactly so above the law. His hesitance to enter this master's residence was for completely different reasons before he was once again, unceremoniously, shoved in. Surprisingly he wasn't a favorite of the guards.

Ransom wasn't one that usually had a lot to say, but for once he really didn't have much to say at all as he looked around the place. Maybe that was the cop in him taking it all in. Looking for something, not sure what, anything was better than looking at Gwyn. "Nice place." The silence was awkward he felt he had to say something. It took all of him not to start picking up the scattered decorations. More of a distraction. Not really wanting to talk about anything. Nothing was a good topic to stay on.

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[icebird-khion]

"I'm shocked this is what you'd like to do with me on New Year's Eve," Khion said to his old friend as they settled into the middle of the snow-covered park underneath golden fairy lights strung through the air and silver moonlight. Normally the two of them would be getting absolutely blasted in the club and looking for someone –– possibly each other –– to kiss at midnight. "Snow activities" dressed as they were, Khion in his shiny suit that showed plenty of chest, wasn't on his list for the evening but the pamola had no complaints. He loved winter and he loved the night and perhaps the best way to ring in the New Year was to share that new commonality with the former seelie with a snowball fight.

He smirked, waving his hand over the snow as it rose up and morphed into a perfect spherical shape over the palm of his hand. "Although I'd love to see how connected to all things winter you've become, Gwynnifer." Khion thrust his arm forward and the snowball launched at the sith at supernatural speed.

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