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[color=cfff04]”2 cool 4 the dress up.”[/color]

[color=888888]— Tonya “Mac” Murphy[/color]

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[b]Age: 24/11 | Gender: Female/Female | Illusion, Gravity
Body | Power of Friendship, Regeneration, Third Eye | Moirai
Coercion, Soul Jar, Martial Training, True Sight, Parasite, Gifted, Awareness, Overcity Shift, Mystic Artifact

Magical Overload, Paragon, Blessing, Gifted Item | Monster Form, Big Brother, Arrogance, Vendetta
Redirected Magic, Second Specialization | Non-Standard Limbs, Destroyer[/b]

STR: 05 | AGI: 04 |  VIT: 05 | MAG: 03 | LCK: 03

STR: 10 | AGI: 08 |  VIT: 11 | MAG: 17 | LCK: 05

Earnings this post: Zilch

Total: 7 Gold, 118 Silver, 130 Bronze
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This was it.

Mac's orders were strange, but she didn't question them. Her patron had been all about preserving the balance of the factions, which made her current mission quite baffling. 

Ensure Justine escapes, Cindy is slain, and the cardinal survives. 

Such a strategy was sure to grant a lot of power to the Mint and Beacon, which made the request from her patron so baffling. But a good agent never questions their employer, and so Mac would not question the Moirai.

There was no need to dress up, or even look like she was ready for the party.

But that coin patch DID just drop, sop now would be a good time to buff herself up. Mac doused herself in magic before entering the party. She'd need all the might she could get her hands on. 

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[color=crimson]“Wanna do something fun?”[/color]

[color=#bd71e8]“Only if it doesn’t compromise my air of mystique.”[/color]

[color=888888]— Veronica & Maura[/color][/center]

(ty mayjay)

For a semi-immortal necromancer, Maura was bored.

With everyone either preparing themselves for the dark magic party, or keeping an eye out for the Ascendancy, she didn't seem to have much to do. No one seemed to need her assistance, Eliza was busy doing god-knows-what, even the week was strangely calm, for a near desolate city. [color=crimson]"Hmmm..."[/color] the renegade sat on a bench in the park, thinking over what she could do to pass time. 

Veronica was sitting beside her. She was disguised though, one of her many personas she used to blend into Penrose. Her eyes were locked on the old warehouse. The Cradle agents would all be going in there pretty soon. But not Veronica. She said she might go, but hadn’t fully committed to the idea. 

[color=#bd71e8]“Are you going, Maura?”[/color] She asked without looking away. [color=#bd71e8]“You seem like the type who follows her girls everywhere. Unless you had other arrangements?”[/color] 

[Color=crimson]"To the party? Hm, maybe."[/color] Maura replied, looking over to Veronica. [Color=crimson]"I was going for security reasons, but I guess everyone else has that covered."[/color] she crossed her arms, puffing a cheek out.

[Color=crimson]"How about you? It's fine if you're not up to it."[/color]

[color=#bd71e8]“It’s not really my thing.”[/color] Veronica looked towards Maura. [color=#bd71e8]“But I don’t know, Silhouette hasn’t been herself recently. I’m tempted to join the party just so that I can monitor her. But I also feel my presence would make their job harder.”[/color] She folded her arms, still not looking at Maura. [color=#bd71e8]“I don’t know what I’d wear anyway.”[/color]

[Color=crimson]"Need some help picking an outfit? I don't have anything to do right now so..."[/color] Maura offered with a small smile.

[color=#bd71e8]“You’d help with something so trivial?”[/color] Veronica turned to the necromancer. [color=#bd71e8]“I suppose I don’t have that much going on.”[/color] The Astolpho plush appeared in her hand, which she proceeded to groom.  [color=#bd71e8]”Very well.”[/color] She looked back up at Maura. [color=#bd71e8]”How did you want to do this? Did you want to look at my wardrobe or did you have something else in mind?”[/color]

[color=crimson]"I guess we could look through your wardrobe for something."[/color] the renegade nodded, stifling a giggle seeing Veronica holding the Astolpho plush close to her.

The plush vanished in a puff of black smoke. [color=#bd71e8]“Do you mock me, necromancer?”[/color] 

Maura giggled. [Color=crimson]"Aw, come on. It's cute."[/color]

[color=#bd71e8]“Cute!?”[/color] Veronica said just a bit louder than was necessary, and promptly looked away. [color=#bd71e8]“L-Let’s just go to my mansion.”[/color]

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Veronica’s bedroom was much like the rest of her mansion. Art deco furniture furnishing an old European mansion. Though Maura wouldn’t be able to see most of her room because Veronica had a privacy screen dividing it in half. All that was visible was two chairs and the closet, which spanned the length of the room. There was also a mirror with a gold frame hanging off the privacy screen.

[color=#bd71e8]“What do you think I should wear?”[/color] Veronica spun in front of the mirror.

[color=crimson]"Hmmm...It really depends on your preferred style, or with the theme of the party."[/color] Maura said, looking through the closet. [Color=crimson]"How about a femme fatale look?"[/color] she asked.

[color=#bd71e8]“Form fitting clothing? I know one person that will impress.”[/color] Veronica approached her closet and reached inside. Her arm froze for a moment. [color=#bd71e8]“You know Maura, I actually don’t know that much about you.”[/color] She continued to push through her clothes. [color=#bd71e8]“Why is the Mistress of the Styx in Penrose?”[/color]

[Color=crimson]"I kinda did something that pissed off my old coven."[/color] The renegade shrugged. [Color=crimson]" They sent an assassin after me, and well, I ended up fleeing to Penrose. I've yet to see them make another attempt at my life."[/color] She furrowed her brows as she thought.
 
[color=#bd71e8]“That sounds like an interesting story.”[/color] Veronica walked behind the privacy screen. [color=#bd71e8]“But you left out all the details. What did you do that made your coven so mad?”[/color]

Maura was silent for a moment. [Color=crimson]"Simple. I meddled with death."[/color] She explained. [Color=crimson]"We had our oaths. And I, technically being the grim reaper, couldn't halt someone's intended death, revive a soul, or even kill someone myself. Only help the dead move on to the afterlife."[/color] The renegade looked over at the mirror. [Color=crimson]"And I somehow did all three at once."[/color] she chuckled, albeit, a bit forced. [Color=crimson]"Funny, isn't it?"[/color]

[color=#bd71e8]“It’s amusing. Alright, first look.”[/color] Veronica poked out from behind the privacy screen looking like a [url=https://i.imgur.com/XxMmY9E.jpg]succubus[/url]. She had fake horns, a tail, and her torso was clad in a leather corset and not much else. She had also chosen to accessorize with some punk gimmicks like spiked wrist bands and finger-less gloves. [color=#bd71e8]“I’ve been told I always look femme fatale, so I just tried putting a monster girl spin on it. What do you think?”[/color]

[color=crimson]"Oh my..."[/color] Maura looked over Veronica, then smirked. [color=crimson]"Not bad. You look hot."[/color]

[color=#bd71e8]“Really now?”[/color] Veronica walked over in front of the Mirror and examined herself. [color=#bd71e8]“Hmm, I’m not sure. I think I’d rather stand out than blend in with everyone. Though I’ll set this aside, just in case.”[/color] She reached into her closet and pulled out a few more articles of clothing. [color=#bd71e8]“I don’t know very much about your coven actually.”[/color] After Veronica stocked up on outfits, she walked out of view again. [color=#bd71e8]“You were responsible for helping departed souls. What did the rest of your coven do?”[/color]

[color=crimson]"We all represented a balance, basically."[/color] Maura sat down. [color=crimson]"Life and Death, Order and Chaos, Hope and Despair..."[/color] she listed. [color=crimson]"And of course, Light and Darkness."[/color]
 
Veronica peaked out from behind her room divider yet again, this time dressed as a [url=https://i.imgur.com/AcQXKp0.jpg]vampire[/url]. She wore a dark, regal looking jacket, not unlike something a count would wear. [color=#bd71e8]“Better or worse than the last one?”[/color]

[color=crimson]"Better, good for the cold as well."[/color] Maura nodded.

[color=#bd71e8]“Better huh?”[/color] She pulled her head back. [color=#bd71e8]“I’m curious why you involved yourself with spirits at all. I had assumed you were human, but is that not the case?”[/color] 

[Color=crimson]"I was human, at first."[/color] Maura explained. [Color=crimson]"You can blame my connections to demons for that though."[/color]

She emerged yet again, this time wearing a [url=https://i.imgur.com/MtlPG50.jpg]Kimono[/url]. She fanned herself as she waited for Maura’s reaction. [color=#bd71e8]“How about this one? You didn't seem too enthusiastic about the last one.”[/color]

When Veronica emerged from the divider in a kimono, the renegade appeared curious. [Color=crimson]"Looks lovely, but doesn't really seem like party attire though, does it? Then again, I could be wrong. Apologies for the sudden lack of enthusiasm by the way."[/color] she said, wearing an awkward smile at the apology.

[color=#bd71e8]“This was just a test. You passed. And no need to apologize. If it doesn’t impress, it doesn’t impress.”[/color] She retreated yet again. [color=#bd71e8]“I can relate to making pacts with demons. At least, I consider the Mint demons in that regard.”[/color] The next time Veronica appeared, she was wearing an [url=https://i.imgur.com/Qf1eOT0.jpg]idol’s outfit.[/url]. It was shaped like a ballroom dress, but the shirt had been cropped short, and her stomach was exposed. [color=#bd71e8]“What about this one?”[/color]

Maura grinned. [Color=crimson]"Love it. Either that or the second one will do nicely."[/color] 

[color=#bd71e8]“Good to hear. I’ve tried on enough clothes I think.”[/color] She held her chin. [color=#bd71e8]“You’re sure you’re not going? You look about my size. There might be something in here for you.”[/color]

[Color=crimson]"Really?"[/color] Maura tilted her head in curiosity. [Color=crimson]"Like what?"[/color]

[color=#bd71e8]“Are you going to make me dress you?”[/color] Veronica snorted. [color=#bd71e8]“Very well, only because you had the patience to go through with all of this.”[/color] She dragged Maura behind the privacy screen.

[color=crimson]"Y-You could've just handed me the dress![/color] Maura stuttered. But that didn't stop Veronica, who [s]liked to dress up dolls[/s] was rather insistent on fitting Maura herself. 

[color=#bd71e8]“We should wear similar outfits.”[/color] When the two of them emerged, Maura was wearing an [url=https://i.imgur.com/2bMI6oF.jpg]idol’s outfit.[/url] It was a strong contrast to her Gothic dress. White and blue fabrics replaced her black and reds. [color=#bd71e8]“If you wore this, I could wear the idol outfit and then we could go to the party.”[/color]

[Color=crimson]"Sounds good! I actually like this outfit, to be honest."[/color]


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[color=PeachPuff]“I’m here for business.”[/color]

[color=tomato]“I’m here for pleasure ~ <3”[/color]

[color=888888]— Su Fang & Mika Sarraf[/color][/center]

[@Rune_Alchemist]

Su had decided to wear the black kimono after all. It probably wasn’t the best attire for the party, but that was fine. Su and Helga had been working on a killer presentation for the Golden Trove, and that was when Su planned to [i]uncover[/i] her secret weapon. She smiled at their cleverness. 

Of course Su was nervous too. She was familiar with public speaking, and was sure she could break through to the darker side of Penrose. But she wasn’t oblivious to how problematic the rave could become. She remembered Vi taunting Beacon, and that still had her a bit worried about the fate of the party. Not only that, but the wind was behaving strangely. It wasn’t blowing over the top of a building the way it was suppose to. But Su pushed the detail out of her mind. So long as they stayed on their toes, nothing too bad would happen.

[color=PeachPuff]“I can’t wait for your power point presentation.”[/color] Su chuckled, knowing the Golden Trove was just an afterthought for Helga. At least when she had an opritunity to see one of her favorite idols. [color=PeachPuff]“I wonder where they’re going to fit it in? Though I suppose all we really need to do is convince Cindy and Vi that the Golden Trove is a great place to stay.”[/color]

Mika nodded at Helga. [color=tomato]“Yea yea, sounds great.”[/color] Then a wild grin crossed her face before she leaned into Rina. Mika was wearing her normal magical girl outfit, but her new “pool gloves” were hanging off of her hips. The adamantium steel claws had a chrome appearance, and looked like gnarled finger bones emerging from skulls. Each glove featured one of these chrome skulls, with gemstones for eyes. They would light up to let the user know when they were starting to overheat. [color=tomato]“Wanna dance, Rina? If the dance floor is too noisy we can always go around back.”[/color]