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[b][u]Aliquam: The Tailor’s[/b][/u]

Dalia smiled at Trixie as the girl rambled on and on, listing off superhero names that she had apparently made up for all the members of the party. It was cute, though she was really confused why her brother was named “Doc” - he was an artist, not a healer! “Well, I know I’m new here, but can I have a superhero name too?”

Dylan walked over just in time to her this, holding a pair of masks in his hand - one for [url=https://i.imgur.com/SUVYTdG.jpg]him[/url] and one for his [url=https://i.imgur.com/85pmZXk.jpg]sister[/url]. “I’m sure you can have a superhero name, sis, even if you haven’t earned one yet. You just have to think of one.” 

“Well, I’m sure we’ll come up with something before the party, won’t we?” She winked down at Trixie. “You’ll help me, won’t you?” 

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[b][u]Aliquam: Tobias’ Gala[/b][/u]

They arrived together in a group, arriving fashionably late to the party which was already in full swing. There were Priests and Priestesses, artists and students, paid entertainers and impeccably dressed waitstaff. They circled the room with trays carrying hors d’oeuvres and drinks. There was great music flowing through the room, art on display, and couples dancing on the floor. 

“Here we are!” Dylan said as he turned to the Pride. He dropped his voice low, just loud enough for his friends to hear him. “Alright, I know you guys probably have questions about my history with Tobias, but that doesn’t matter let’s just say it ended poorly. It’ll be fine. Relax and enjoy the party - they really are the best in Aliquam. Just...don’t let him hit on you, okay?” 

Dalia cocked her head to the side. “How are they supposed to stop that?” 

“By being forceful?” 

Before anyone could question Dylan’s wonderful logic, they were interrupted by a waitress holding a tray of glasses. “Champagne, anyone?”