paixaorpg | A new show on the block [Active]

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A new show on the block [Active]

Character(s): Hades and party goers! A handful of natives, and later a crapton of Neoshadows.
Content: After the Doctor gets back from his trip to the church.
Setting: Ceu de Mouraria
Time: Evening; Week 2
Warnings: None at the moment. Will probably be later |D

OOC note (UPDATED): Okay, so, Hades has made his official introduction. Anyone that still wants to join is stuck outside (I’d like to think I gave folk plenty of time to join if they really wanted); characters can try to find a way in, but any doors are sealed shut and darkness is sort of flowing from them. Outside the main doors is a pair of panicky natives. Poor Paixaoans. Or whatever we call them.

Anyone who is still inside, you can’t get out ~~until Hades is satisfied~~ just like people can’t get in. The ones who are more the ‘lighthearted’ and ‘good’ guys are obviously the ones getting more attention from the Heartless. Though if others join in to attack than hey, fair game. Unless you reek of darkness and more powerful than them *cough*Rozalin*cough* Neoshadows are more intelligent, after all. ~~omg and they suck to fight, dammit CoM!~~

What can I say? Hades wanted a coliseum :| So I gave him one. :D;; Even if this isn’t quite the same. But ICly he has a goal in mind. *shrugs*

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Ceu de Mouraria seemed to be the perfect place to hold a party – at least, that was how Hades found it. All he really wanted was the space; the more guests, the better, eh? And by the sounds of things… he was attracting a decent turnout. He wondered how many of them really knew the event as a ‘trap’ and how many were just too damn naïve to keep up with the times. Either way, he didn’t mind too much, as long as they came.

Courtesy of the ever lovely and fascinating (oh, how she proved the easily changing allegiances people could have) Rosemary, secretary to Paixao’s former mayor, he enlisted more ‘help’ from the citizens that already worked at the opera house. They were the ones who stood outside, welcoming guests within – smiles and youthful faces as always – and moved around the inner parts of the venue offering drinks (alcoholic, of course) and small finger-food from a local café. Really, Hades might actually owe Rosemary a thanks or two.

And if asked about the drinks, whether or not they were poisonous, any of the citizens were willing to take a drink of one just to prove their safety. Hades wasn’t about to kill anyone, after all. He would play the ‘good’ host at least for now; let as many people in as possible, then make his grand appearance and let the real show begin.

He could hardly maintain his excitement.

Jazzy music filled the building, circling around and filtering out to welcome guests to the inside…

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If there was one thing Knuckles couldn't stand, besides loud-mouthed hedgehogs and annoying bat-girls - not to mention Emerald thieves and lying mad scientists - it was social functions. Those were bad enough, but now he'd had to dress up, which was, to put it plainly, ridiculous.

He humphed at the bat, his face set in its perpetual frown. "It's not my type," he grumbled. Then again, nothing would please him, considering his mood. He much preferred silence to the idle chatter of the people nearby, anyway - but had he been in a less foul mood, he would have (maybe) admitted that the music wasn't bad.

A grump like always. Even with a few accessories slapped on him, he was still the same old uptight Guardian.

Rouge turned to face him fully and moved a little closer, though making sure to keep some distance. Scaring or traumatizing him was not her intention, at least, not this early into the party. "You should relax~ People will get suspicious if you keep acting like that."

Knuckles sighed. "I'm always like this, bat," he growled, casting a sideways glance in her direction. "Anyone who knows me is aware of that." It was true; Sonic was constantly elbowing his buddy to lighten up and have some fun. Knuckles' idea of fun was relaxing by the Master Emerald - or else smashing his way through some of Robotnik's scrap-metal idiots.

"And I am suspicious," he continued in a lower voice. "From what I know, the guy throwing the party is bad news. We can't let ourselves slack off." One wrong move, and they could be dead meat - at least as far as the Guardian was concerned.

"Just because you are suspicious doesn't mean you should look it." Not that it really mattered, she thought as she cast an eye around. Anyone that was mildly intelligent and paid attention prior to the party would be suspicious, too.

"Anyway, since we're stuck here for a while, we might as well enjoy ourselves." She downed the rest of her drink and set the glass on a passing tray. "I'm guessing you're not the dancing type, are you~?"

Just because you are suspicious doesn't mean you should look it. That particular statement from Rouge earned an eyeroll, and Knuckles looked at his companion flatly. "Like anyone here with half a brain doesn't know to be suspicious," he replied, keeping his voice low nonetheless.

... Wait. What? Dancing? Him? Knuckles snorted, almost amused at the thought. "Yeah, right, bat. If you want someone with twinkle-toes, go find the hedgehog." Sonic was bound to be around here somewhere.

That's right, Sonic was supposed to be around. This would be the perfect opportunity for her to be introduced and she could finally find out if he recognized her or not. Either way, he'd prove useful to have around if something happened.

"Are you saying he's a better dancer than you are~? My, I didn't expect you to be so humble, Knuckie. But if you want to show me to your friend, be my guest."

Knuckles rolled his eyes. "I don't care about that stuff," he replied with a frown. "If you want to dance with Little Boy Blue, I don't care." What was this, a date? Okay, definitely not going there. Knuckles' cheeks burned at the mere thought of it - and he, of course, made up for it by being even grumpier than usual.

"I don't know where Sonic is, and I don't care."

Was that some extra red she saw? Any thoughts of stopping her teasings and flirtations for the night went away and she happily continued. "Well, if he isn't around... Is there any way I can convince the handsome man before me to spare me a dance~?"

Even while she was pestering her rival, she remained alert to any suspicious movements going on around them. Work came before pleasure and if something came up, she was ready to drop the act and get serious.

Knuckles' cheeks burned hotter at the question, and Knuckles had to stop himself from flailing (mentally or otherwise) somehow, so the echidna frowned at Rouge and pretended the blush didn't exist. "No way, bat," he growled. "Find somebody else to dance with you."

He huffed impatiently and looked around. Where was the guy throwing this gig and why wasn't he here yet? Knuckles had come here for information, not to be embarrassed by his brat of a partner.

"You were so sweet when we first met. Where did this hostility come from~?" The answer to that was obvious, and one she prided herself in. This was tame to how she would have treated him if he had been her actual rival, so in comparison, he was quite lucky.

Rouge maintained the distance they had between them and weighed her options. There were other, little things she could do to make him even more flush...

The Guardian of Angel Island rolled his eyes. "I'm not sweet, bat-girl," he muttered, still trying and failing to suppress the blush on his cheeks. "And anyway, this dance stuff annoys me." Knuckles would much rather have a good fight than a date - and that was in no small part because he actually knew what to do in battle.

"Not sweet? This..." she trailed off and made a split second decision. Without warning, she quickly moved in to kiss him briefly on the cheek to indicate the unusual redness there. "Says otherwise~" This was one reaction she wasn't sure of, but it couldn't be too terrible. After all, she made sure it didn't last longer than a second and gave him space afterward in case any limbs started moving. Mentally, she crossed her fingers. She knew she was playing a dangerous game and as much fun as this was, losing any semblance of trust he had in her would be nothing but bad.

Knuckles froze when he was kissed on the cheek and stared at Rouge, his cheeks as red as the rest of him. He couldn't find his words for the next few... well, minutes, actually. No one had ever done that before in his life, and the echidna's brain was... well, to be frank, it was short-circuiting, as though to say "DOES NOT COMPUTE."

Well, that was one way to get him to stop arguing with her. As he stood there speechless, she reached over to trail a finger slowly down a dread. "Don't have anything to say to that~?"

"Yeah," Knuckles finally managed to say without stuttering, growling once more to cover up his extreme embarrassment. "Knock it off." He refused to back off, however, and just barely stopped himself from grabbing her wrist and twisting it. As annoyed with Rouge as he was at the moment, he wasn't about to attack her... but that might change if she continued.

"Fine, fine~" Her hand moved back to her side, albeit the movement was slower than it needed to be. She knew when to stop and that was about where the line should be drawn. For now, anyway. "I thought you'd be able to handle a bit of teasing."

Knuckles shook his head. That did it; girls were crazy. "I can handle what I need to, bat," came the exasperated reply, the blush remaining on the echidna's face. "And then some."

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