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[color=limegreen]Time: Evening [/color]
[color=limegreen]Location: [/color] Damien Estate
[color=limegreen]Interactions:[/color] Fritz [@JJ Doe]
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[color=limegreen]Attire: ??? [/color]

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The server inevitably found his way behind the pillar as indicated, albeit with a number of detours that made said trip take longer than intended. With some party-goer calling for him nearly every other step; each time ending either in a cold dismissive wave of the hand or outright ignored after giving what was needed of him. 

A low weary sigh left his lips as he waited at the pillar with left hand folded against his back facing the pillar. The right still holding up the tray; all in order to keep up appearance. 

Hardly given even a moment to himself to actually breathe, though when an unexpected visitor suddenly appeared at his side. Yet, even here out of view, he remained in character.

[b][color=662d91] “Good evening, Mr. Vincent.”[/color][/b]

A small bow of the head his response to the greet.* [color=00aeef]Vincent? The fuck? I do- wait...the name sounds familiar.[/color]* Right eyebrow raising as glimpses of a memory flashed through his mind. The scenery in the memory was hard to make out; like a hazy screen not properly in focus that consisted of an all too familiar group. The names Olivia and Vincent being mentioned, but while the other faces were actually visible; a figure briefly fussing with his face, whom to his confusion was faceless. Though that was not the source of his confusion, however. No, said confusion was due to the fact said faceless figure was...a giant chicken?

*[color=00aeef] Ohshit! Is this that giant chicken?[/color]* Eyes turning over to glimpse the individual whose mannerism seemed to indicate they knew him.* [color=f7941d]Doesn't look like one..then again this is a costume party. Might have been testing out the costume or some shit, hell if I care what freaky shit nobles get up to.[/color]* 

[b][color=662d91]"May I?" [/color][/b] A shrug of the shoulders thankfully well timed."[color=f7941d] By all means, my lord. I am merely here to serve.[/color]" And not be heard apparently.*[color=00aeef] Ugh, no wonder the staff are always so cranky having to deal with such pompous, selfish vain assholes every day. God forbid any of them could stand to take 5 seconds to not be a complete ass and say thanks.[/color]* He thought bitterly. Not to mention having overheard the staff complaining about the incident Percy and he caused, all by accident mind you though it did not make him feel any less shitty. 

Whatever was in store, one thing was clear. He had no intention of doing anything to damage the household; god forbid he made things worse. Hell, if preferable, he would choose not to do this at all. Calbert, however, chose to make all this nonsense so personal.

* [color=00aeef]So being civil was just a flat-out lie, I guess.[/color]* Grumbling quietly to himself. 

* [color=00aeef]On the plus side. Leo in fuzzy lion slippers. Whoever gave me that bit of joy, I will find and shake your hand.[/color]* Thought the server with an internal snickering. 

[b][color=662d91] “How have you been doing?”[/color] [/b]More importantly, [color=662d91][b]“What brings you here?”[/b][/color]

*[color=00aeef] Oh, right, you're still here. Pretty nosy fellow too though I guess they did patch up my nose... I think.[/color]* 

Opening his mouth to respond, only for Calbert to choose this time to reveal himself to greet his *guests* thought with mental air quotes.* [color=00aeef]Oh give me a break. Look at that suave motherfucker and with a smile faker than Layla's chest size[/color]* Eyes following the count and tonight's host movement down the steps only to find himself struggling to keep from snickering.

Unable to help but picture Calby brooding over the party like some cliche supervillain.* [color=00aeef]Pfft...come on now. Calbert isn't that lame..and certainly wouldn't say anything cheesy like ' All the pieces have gathered on the board' or some lame shit like that....right?... right[/color]?" 

A question the server had to ask himself more than once, before recalling yet again his unknown visitor's presence.
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[color=662d91] “Him?”[/color][/b]

"[color=f7941d] Pardon and apologies, my lord. I did not wish to interrupt our lord count nor has any deemed me worth a name.[/color]" Another small bow of the head."[color=f7941d] Which you may refer to me as.... Mr. V.[/color]"

[center][b][color=orange][h1][s]???[/s] Mr. V[/h1][/color][/b] [/center]

* [color=00aeef]Oh yeah, its all coming together now.[/color]* Thought the server with an almost smug little smirk."[color=f7941d] My thanks for the kind greeting my lord.[/color]" And for the help with the name suggestion." [color=f7941d]As for What brought me here, why, I dare say it would be the count's ravishing smile.[/color]" He finished, placing a gloved finger to his lips


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