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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 21, 2011 7:18:31 GMT -5
((A/N:Its late >.< Sorry!!! I was distracted *nervous giggles*))
Looking down at my list of names:
-Aqua
-Neku
-Shiki
-Sora
-Riku
-Noctis
-Mercy
-Kiara
I sigh to myself, "Darla... I want you to help watch the Turkey... Angel... You are GOING to let Neku into this house even if I have to beat you into it." My voice calls through the cleaned up, re-furbished, re-carpeted, and even re-painted house. A clatter is heard out where I had my dearest body guard setting up the table. "And if you brake anything...!" I leave the warning hanging in the air as I walk out into that hallway, to the stairs and up to my room. Grab the clothes I have laid out and head to the bathroom to get ready.
People should be arriving shortly... I should of been ready four hours ago! All well, a hot shower, and a quick due up will have to do.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 21, 2011 9:30:27 GMT -5
I knew I was early, but I couldn't stand to wait around any longer. I'd made an effort to dress up; slipped into one of Lea's old dress shirts - a little big, but I could deal - and a pair of navy-blue pants I'd been saving for a special occasion. I'd even left my 'phones at home, which was an incredible rarity for me.
Okay, Neku, I coached myself, if Angel opens the door, you will be polite until he tries to force you to leave. Kicking the crap out of him at Nami's Thanksgiving party will not accomplish anything but make her cry. Making Nami cry at her own Thanksgiving party is not a good thing. Be civil.
I took a deep breath. I could do this.
I steadied my hand, and knocked.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 21, 2011 9:33:37 GMT -5
((YAY! Ang's POV again~<3))
A knock sounded and Darla's voice calls, "RSVP list is on the entry table. Make sure people sign in!" Frowning, Angel stands from where he had been polishing some fine China Namine had shipped over from her family's summer home, and heads for the door.
Upon opening it he glares, but says, "Your name, please."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 21, 2011 9:41:40 GMT -5
I glared right back, crossing my arms.
Civil, Neku, I reminded myself.
Still... God, I couldn't stand that guy.
"You know damn well who I am," I told him. "Since you're being rude, though, might as well introduce myself and hope you remember next time. Head Watcher Neku Sakuraba."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 21, 2011 15:26:07 GMT -5
"Protocol, Mr. Sakuraba," Angel replies almost harshly as he steps to the side and allows Neku to enter. "Your hostess will be down in a few minutes... She needs time to pretty herself up to impress such a low grade CEO." As if that made perfect sense to him, he smirks and chuckles.
"Now hurry up and get in. Sooner we get this over with, the sooner you won't be tainting the household with your presence anymore."
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Post by Riku Nomura on Nov 21, 2011 16:16:03 GMT -5
A dark portal opened in front of Namine's house depositing Riku. He walked up to the front door and approched Angel. "I'm here for Ms. Namine's Thanksgiving dinner party. Name's Riku, I'm on the list."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 21, 2011 16:17:39 GMT -5
Angel smiles and nods as he checks over the list, "Welcome... Make yourself at home."
((A/N: OH! That reminds me... I gotta find that interior design again... *runs off to go find so She can describe the household better*))
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 21, 2011 17:06:01 GMT -5
"Oh, it's not my presence tainting this house. I'll be glad to get this over with so I won't have the stench of ass in my nose anymore," I snark back at Angel before heading inside.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 21, 2011 17:09:37 GMT -5
Angel glares after Neku's back as Darla calls from the kitchen, "Hey... Um... How long am I meant to stare at this stupid bird?!" The blond growls, but must wait for Riku to enter before he can help the other LeBeau child.
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Post by Riku Nomura on Nov 21, 2011 17:34:59 GMT -5
"Thank you my good man." Riku said as he entered and eyed all the magnificent architecture of the place almost as if it was craved by the greatest artists the world had ever known. "Say Angel, does Namine need any help?"
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 21, 2011 17:39:27 GMT -5
"I think she can wash herself just fine," Angel grits out with a low growl. "Darla on the other hand might need someone to tell her she can visit with people." He then closes the door and waits.
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Post by Shiki on Nov 21, 2011 17:39:44 GMT -5
Shiki walked up to Namine's front door. She'd tried to dress as nice as possible, coming up with a simple blouse and skirt. She was a little unsure of herself, Thanksgiving was never something she really ever celebrated. But might as well try and make the best of it. She knocked on the door and waited for it to open,"Hi," she greeted Angel. Was he holding a list? "Um, it's Shiki."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 21, 2011 17:40:41 GMT -5
"Hello, I know you,"Angel answers as he hols open the door now. "Come on in."
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Post by Aqua on Nov 21, 2011 17:42:41 GMT -5
Tentatively Aqua walks up to the door, "Um... Is this Namine's house?"
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Post by Riku Nomura on Nov 21, 2011 17:44:23 GMT -5
"Gee, wonder what's gotten under his skin. I just wanted to see if she needed help prepping dinner." He turned to look at Shiki who just entered the house. "Why hello there, who are you? I'm Riku." He held his hand out for a shake.
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