Jan 8, 2015
purewhiteoracle
《۞》⁓ Observant gaze examines the area for several uneventful moments, as the raving of synthetic grooves kept people joyously on their toes. The overall atmosphere was joyous - and for once, the troublemaker had opted to subdue his own demented urges.
Still... once a troublemaker, always a troublemaker. Visible, nervous tension surfaced from a nearby resident, as if the individual had snuck inside of the function. As the woman proceeded to walk past the Magi, arm outstretched to block her passage, whispering.
"You just burrowed your way into this shindig, didn't cha? Sorry to burst your bubble, but you aren't that smooth."
