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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Delirium
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b]
[b][u]Mood;[/u][/b] Excited → Annoyed → Friendly → Enthusiastic [/center]
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Keats grinned widely as he finally entered Delirium for himself. [color=#FFBF00]It's been too long, old friend.[/color] Man, he wasn't even a party person, but this place was different. This place was legendary, with the right people there. And the right people were here - at least now that he'd arrived. There were a few familiar faces in the crowd, including some people that he was surprised to see. Surprised, and not exactly over the moon about it. Way too many Mayweathers, including a couple of the ones who'd actually been at the front of the whole divide in the first place to boot.

[color=#FFBF00]Do they have to try and turn everything into a pissing match?[/color]

He scowled, but was reluctant to head over and say anything. It wasn't exactly great for his image to be seen talking with any of them normally, and he wasn't interested in starting a fight tonight. Keats had dealt with enough shit today without getting into trouble in the middle of Delirium. Stopping anything that from happening was all he really wanted to do, but [i]oh no[/i] he'd just had to go and choose 'punch first and ask questions later' for his little persona.

Before he could think it over any more, his attention was grabbed by the stage. Seemed like Gianna was doing a bit of a performance of her own. Might as well watch, right? Not as though anyone was gonna be going anywhere. As he watched, he felt his worries fade away a little, his reluctance about and fear of doing anything slowly disappearing.

Of course he knew it had to be at least partly from Gianna's powers, but who gave a shit? He'd come here to have fun, and sort himself out! It wasn't as though it mattered what anyone thought of him anyway, why did he care? He knew who he was, and what he could do. Why not just try and keep things civil while he could? He looked back over at the bar. Yeah. Forget the whole damn feud. Feel better than this.

It certainly seemed to surprise a few people at the bar when Keats ordered a drink without even making any kind of aggressive gesture towards anyone. After all, Keats wasn't known for being the sharpest tool in the shed - his reputation mostly involved loud yelling and spontaneous violence, which was admittedly what he'd been going for. Maybe they didn't expect him to be stupid enough to throw a punch in the middle of Delirium, but his complete lack of hostility would probably seem out of character for anyone that knew him. Even at the bar, he spotted a few people who he didn't exactly get along with, but didn't pay them any attention.

He didn't say anything at all, in fact. [color=#FFBF00]Why bother, right?[/color] Who had time for fighting anyway? Not like you could punch away your problems forever. Well, not all of them.

It seemed that the atmosphere had put the normally guarded and angry boxer in a much friendlier mood than normal. Or maybe he just wasn't hiding his real personality quite so much. Either way, there genuinely wasn't any hostility in his mind as he looked out around the club, just a sincere hope not to have anyone's night ruined.

Grabbing his drink, Keats headed off back into the crowds. Hopefully the guy would take it on board, but if he didn't that wasn't Keats' problem. Hell, he'd probably been nicer than he had to be about it, but it made more sense to him to appeal to those two over some of their more, well, angry classmates. Anything that might help prevent yet another incident from breaking out was good in his books. 

Now, where did he want to go? He took a second to think about it. Normally, Keats would just lurk in the corners, but not tonight. Tonight, he wanted something to do that he might actually have fun with. Loosen up a bit, and stop worrying. What that would end up being was anybody's guess.