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Blake had just started moving toward the portal when the notification popped up.

He paused, glancing at it for a second longer than necessary before opening it. A party invite. That was… faster than he expected.

His looked towards the group Minimax was standing with. They seemed organized, or at least more organized than most of the people crowding the hub. Definitely better than walking into whatever this place was supposed to be completely alone.

Petit Angel drifted lazily at his shoulder, while Dunames remained diligent by his side, waiting for instructions.

Blake considered it for a moment.

Then he replied.

[color=pink]“That sounds reasonable. I was planning on heading there anyway.”[/color]

A second passed before he added,

[color=pink]“Thanks for the invite.”[/color] With that, he adjusted one sleeve and made his way over. He kept his expression. As if this had been the plan the whole time. [color=pink]“You can call me Blake if you prefer.”[/color]

[@The Irish Tree]