Party Till We Can't No More [Active / very open]

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Character(s): Angeal Hewley, Reno, Auron, ANYBODY!
Content: After a job well done, Angeal organizes a little get-together. With booze.
Setting: The Cheap Prayer, F5.
Time: Night
Warnings: Very, very drunk people, possibly.

For all that had been going on lately, this place was starting to shape up to be pret-ty interesting. Some of his buddies were here, which was a plus, they had the opportunity to blow up one of the labs kidnapping people, and there were plenty of bars around if you wanted to take some time off.

The overhead domes and the creepy metal-obsessed citizens were a little annoying, though. But once that was bypassed, Paixao actually seemed liveable.

Anxious and wanting to get started, Angeal Hewley was a professional at keeping his nerves in check, in keeping that stoic demeanor. It was required on the battlefield, and even here, he couldn't let his guard down. There could still be enemies to deal with, and these people needed someone to look out for them at all times. Most of the time, he was good at that. But not often.

But nevermind that. All that was left now were the guests.

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And then the other man arrived, and Auron was immediately on edge. He recognized Hades from the trap before and he wondered what the so-called Lord of the Dead was planning now. Whether this meant it was a good thing or a mistake to show up was still to be determined.

The ex-guardian kept his eye on the god when he was sure Hades wasn't looking, only stopping to turn his head to look toward Reno and Angeal, lone, brown eye relating to them only one message: be on your guard.