[center][h3][color=9e0b0f]James Oake[/color][/h3]
[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] The party
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b]  Rozalia Éathliel  [@MiddleEarthRoze]  Dallas Relo  [@Plank Sinatra]  Tara Niklos [@Kaithas][/center][hr][hr]

Well.  No one seemed to have noticed his entrance, but having witnessed the catfight, James couldn't say he was surprised.  With a mental shrug, he entered the apartment through the window.  This was still a party, and he was an entertainer.  His eyes swept the area for a table, and found only the bar.  Perhaps the people there would let him use that for his tricks.  Weaving deftly through the crowds, he made his way over.

[color=9e0b0f]"Pardon me, ladies, sir."[/color]  He nodded politely to each one in turn.  [color=9e0b0f]"As you can probably see, I am a magician, and I was wondering if you might let me use a section of the bar for my tricks?  I would use the table, but it's no longer functional, so..."[/color]  He shrugged, knowing that the demigods in front of him would have to be blind and deaf to have missed the earlier excitement.

James looked over the three people in front of him discretely, assessing build, clothing, and expression.  The smaller girl, he cataloged as probably not a threat.  The older girl, definitely a threat.  Go careful with this one.  The boy, possibly a threat.  He wouldn't know more until he saw them all in action, but his initial assessment usually warned him who to watch out for.