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WHO: @kevma WHERE: conclave & gala

Irene spotted him over the rim of her untouched glass — half-shadowed by the low light spilling off the bar. She didn’t move right away. Just watched him long enough to be sure it was really him and not another ghost dredged up by this too-pretty, too-sharp night.

Then she was moving. Slow steps. Sure ones. Stopping just beside him, shoulder angled close but not quite touching. She didn’t sit.

“Hm,” she said, like she was commenting on the weather or a scratch on her boot. “So you did make it out alive.”

Her voice was light, but not unkind. More of an observation than a dig. The corner of her mouth ticked up, barely.

“Guess you’ve got a lucky star or something.”

She didn’t say I thought you might’ve died out loud. Didn't need to. It was tucked somewhere behind the glance she gave him next —measured, not intrusive, like she was still counting all his pieces and quietly checking if they added up the same way.

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WHO: @kevma WHERE: Brewed Awakening

Romy had exactly zero business spending money on coffee today, but Brewed Awakening had that weird gravitational pull — like if she didn’t walk in, the shop itself might pout. She blamed the lighting. And the faint smell of cinnamon and subtle chaos. Also, maybe the fact that she’d heard rumors about their lattes being occasionally enchanted with things like “inspiration” or “emotional stability,” and if that wasn’t the kind of dark magic her semester needed, she didn’t know what was. She slid into her usual booth by the window, iced drink in hand and half a hope that today’s spellwork wouldn’t accidentally make her cry in public.

Kevin was late. Or maybe she was early — she hadn’t checked. Either way, she spotted him a beat later through the window, and when he walked in, she offered a lazy two-finger salute over her cup. “Careful,” she said as he approached, “They’re slipping serotonin into the cold brew again. Pretty soon we’re all gonna start making life decisions.” Her smile tilted a little sideways, but the warmth behind it was real. She’d never say it out loud, but she was glad he showed. The day already felt a little less cursed.

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closed starter for: @kevma when/where: brewed awakening, after the kiri stephens incident

The masquerade had so quickly rolled into a hastily-coordinated but rather effective jailbreak that Dani had little time to think of anything else as life resumed 'normalcy'. Or whatever passed for that in Port Leiry. Thankfully, she'd come out of everything better than she could have, but that didn't mean things were easy. Especially since Jac viewed her older sister as a liability for telling their mother. It was easier just to get back to work and act like nothing had happened.

Hell, it worked for the humans in town. All of her mortal-minded coworkers at City Hall were happily back to their lives after the fanged fiasco that had ended the night. Even Kevin Ma was made to forget what Dani had revealed of her powers. And Dani had made sure to check in after, to confirm he and his sisters made it home safely.

A few days later, though, she caught wind of her coworkers discussing some sort of break-in at the local arcade. Details were scarce, apparently the owner hadn't yet filed a proper police report or something... but Danielle knows where to go for that sort of information.

"I promise I asked you for coffee as a friend and not as a representative of the Mayor's office," she says, laughing nervously into her cup of coffee. Dani flashes a sympathetic look to Kevin and then sighs. "I heard about the arcade... are you okay?"

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closed event starter: masquerade for: @kevma

If her coworkers at City Hall could see just how many of their constituents were really vampires, werewolves, and witches, Dani wondered how many would up and quit the job entirely. Then again, she was fairly confident a number of them were here tonight, taking her only solace in knowing the mortals would have their memories of the peculiar specificities of the evening erased when the night was through. She wondered what the office talk would be like on Monday. But thanks to the glamour in place, she wasn't likely to run into anyone from work that would recognize her.

Those that didn't know about the glamour, though, it was another story. As the night went on, some guises were slipping, and if they weren't entirely maskless, then it was clear that masks had been removed and replaced, distinguishing features becoming evident beneath the molded filigree of fancy metals, cloth, and leathers. Dani was pretty sure she saw Jessie and Ellie Ma running around, and if she knew anything, Kevin was likely not too far behind. Probably not running, though. She clued in on a young man in a monster mask with a cane and could swear she remembered that from a Halloween past. Typical Kevin Ma.

"Hey. Figures you'd end up on sister sitter duty, Kev," she laughed, sidling up with a champagne flute in hand. "It's Dani, by the way. Just so you're not sweating under that slasher mask wondering who's who."

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A sideways glance to the only other person in the room with him. "You want a hit?" The bathroom window's open, so it's fine. Cyrus lets the smoke from the joint billow out from his mouth as he blows it intentionally towards the ornate looking window in the far too fancy lavatory. His mask is off, because it's stuffy as shit in this place and how is anyone supposed to see his gorgeous face and want to buy him a drink and take him home? "Just weed, I promise." He winks.

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Where: Retrocity Arcade Who: @kevma

It had been two years since she visited the place everybody at campus had been talking about - and so Tallulah had been dragged along to explore the arcade that came to hold a special place in her heart. Many nights of fun had been held here. Many nights that had Tallulah forget about the restrictions from home. Many nights that contained dancing around on arrows until she couldn't feel her feet anymore, that had her more often than not totally accidentally shoot the puck out of the air hockey table. It was all so nostalgic - the sweet memories she'd made in Retrocity.

Not to forget the sweet connections she'd made along the way, too.

Back in South Africa she'd kinda gotten lost in life there, slowly letting go of the connections she had kept in her phone. That's what long distance did to people, life went on, time zone differences were rough on friendships and eventually words died on people's tongues.

There's a few kids scattered around the place, having fun, fingers moving rapidly on buttons on the machines that Tallulah walked past, she wanted to capture this moment that seemed so similar to the memory she had of this place. Her eyes took in everything she possibly could, even moving around her own axis before her feet wandered towards the air hockey table. Her hand caressing the side of the table, fingertips smoothing over some new scratches before her eyes captured a figure familiar to her.