[closed] party at oz's house!

[anklets]

Date & Time: backdated to August 10th, afternoon
Location: apartment 407
Characters: friends and possibly some... unwanted visitors...
Summary: we celebrate Lavi's birthday by letting all the weirdos in
Warnings: n/a

Invitations have been whispered and confections baked with some measure of care (graciously, it remains that only one kitchen fire will have been set in the housing commons today), and Lenalee has placed her lure in Lavi's hands and trusted him to reel himself in.

It's- a little lacking, were she to place it against the Order's parties with intent to compare, but she is pleased with the work she and Oz have dedicated to the sitting room, sparsely decorated and laboriously cleaned (she'd become a little invested in it).

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[phaseshifts]

[At ease! Tyki's intentions aren't, at the moment, more than to satisfy his curiosity from Caesar... as he ignores all the Exorcists around him.]

Isn't it? [A tilt of the head, eyes wide and curious like a cat's.] You really don't remember me?

[commentboxtroll]

[ You never know when cake theft will strike, though...

He gets the feeling he should be worried by this attention, the way everyone else is acting, but it wouldn't be the first time he's dealt with a dangerous person up close (well, almost up close; Lavi will make a fine buffer if he finds he needs it). He shrugs at the question. ]

Not at all. Are you sure it was me?

[phaseshifts]

[Ah, Exorcists get so wound up when Noah are around. Tyki doesn't kill EVERYONE he talks to. Now he's pondering, head to the side.]

It sure wasn't eyepatch over there! Have you got a redheaded very speedy twin?

[commentboxtroll]

[ A very speedy twin. Collette, what did you do?

Caesar shakes his head. ]

I think someone would have noticed if I did! I'm not exactly the speedy type of person.

[phaseshifts]

Hmm... [He looks at Caesar for a long moment, expression smoothing out as he thinks. He is very readable, his heart is on his face, which maybe is a benefit for everyone right now - he's clearly just puzzled. He's not not thinking about killing people, because he's always thinking about killing people, but not especially more than usual.]

You're either a good liar or telling me the truth.

[crocodilesmiles]

Trust me, if anyone was going to know about Caesar moving fast... ( she snorts, looking for a way around the whole bottleneck, finding none and then sighing and crossing her arms over her chest. ) ... I would. He's more like... what're those? Sloths! Or fat, old lazy tabby cats, the kind that flop over in the sun and sleep for most the day.

Who are you anyway?

( After all, she's not supposed to know, but mostly she's thinking get the heck away from my boyfriend you phasing creeper! Which is thought very hard, but delivered with such a smile and only the slightest grimace and exaggerated roll of her eyes when describing Caesar's more desirable traits.

Or something. )

[phaseshifts]

[He glances back at Collette and lifts his fingers to his forehead, nodding. It's almost a salute, and it might seem completely mocking - it's not without that edge, certainly.]

Call me Tyki. Who are you, little lady?

[commentboxtroll]

[ Collette's intervention isn't too welcome, considering this Tyki fellow might pick up on mannerisms that might match whatever his supposed 'twin' had had. It does save him from having to answer whether he's just a good liar or not, though! ]

A sloth? That's a bit much...

[phaseshifts]

[Cheerfully,] What a mean girl.

[velveteened]

( BUT NO REALLY the commotion and accompanying tension pretty hard to miss!

which is why he ambles over ever so casually with a fork still in his mouth and about two slices of cake in hand; one untouched, the other in the process of being devoured. )

Hello, Tyki!

( being surrounded by everyone else here but clearly that's completely normal and he is, ostensibly, all wide-eyed innocence )

[phaseshifts]

[Ah, when Oz comes Tyki beams abruptly. He really does look friendly!]

Hello, there! You're friends with Eyepatch too?

[crocodilesmiles]

Oz! He's so mean, he's teasing me! And after frightening me out of my cake!

( But she laughs when she says that, not upset, or even off put. )

Nice to meet you, Tyki, though I'd love if you used the door next time!

( She pulls herself back a fraction, since there's really no room to go elsewhere. Less of a circle, more of an unintentional gather, really, she promises. )

Only so many kinds of exciting one girl's heart can handle!

[velveteened]

Lavi? That's right! I didn't know you knew him.

( and doesn't miss a beat before laughing along with collette. )

Then it's a good thing we have a lot more, right? There's definitely no such thing as too much cake, but I was starting to worry if we'd really be able to eat it all!

[phaseshifts]

I want a piece of cake. [Maneuvering around, going towards Oz, politely not walking right THROUGH anybody...]

[crocodilesmiles]

Especially with how many Howard made...!

( She's still impressed! )

Try some of the chocolate! ( She calls after Tyki, glancing to Lavi. )

[anklets]

[ and the swelling panic, the swarm of voices pushing in on all sides of her (friends, family, some unaware, or- or deceived)- it punctures, somewhere, somewhere near to the heart, and it isn't intent to attack, exactly, which has her Boots flaring up as he moves towards Oz, but it's something pitted and hard all the same— ]

Take it and get out!

[ and she makes up for Collette's lightness of tone completely ]

1/2

[phaseshifts]

[momentarily one look at lenalee -]

[phaseshifts]

Your bad manners will make your friend's birthday more unpleasant.

[debtor]

[He's been watching Tyki's every movement, barely listening to the conversation around him, waiting for any sign, signal that things might turn hairy...

Aaaand there we go. He's just going to march over and snatch Oz's plate (WITHOUT EVEN ASKING), before holding it out to Tyki. His smile is taut as a bowstring.]

Here.

[crocodilesmiles]

Cake! ( She claps her hands, wanting to stop it and stop it all. Her fingers itch. In a way, it'd be so easy. Nothing would be solved...

Inaction as action is one of the most grating, consistent necessities in the world. )

Looks like you got what you came for!

( With the tension in the room, that look at Lenalee -- oh yeah. Yeah he had. )

[velveteened]

( lenalee's reaction isn't actually unexpected; her anger had been palpable from across the room, although it's — certainly something, just like tyki's reaction to it.

what is unexpected is ALLEN STEALING HIS PLATE. he doesn't resist, of course, and it's hardly on accident that there was the extra slice in the first place, but he shoots allen a scandalized look anyway. )

[phaseshifts]

[He takes the plate with only a bare glance at Allen, and taps the fork against the edge so it chimes. It's not a wine glass, but it'll do.]

Hey, Eyepatch.

[recorden]

[ The urge to just snatch the plate away again is strong, but Allen and Lenalee have the right idea. The quicker they can get him to leave the better because this is just getting too chaotic.

He tilts his head in polite inquiry, but his eye stays narrowed this time, suspicious. ]

Yeah?

[phaseshifts]

Good job staying alive this long. Many happy returns, eh?

[... yeah. That's as close as Tyki can reasonably get to a toast. Heh.]