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Who: Liar idols
Where: Liar Hell: in the night club that HSS took over and surrounding area
When: Tuesday evening/night (slightly backdated)

[What to do when you're on the run and are trying to stay away from where the other Tokyo-F residents are? Crash a night club taken over by your eternal rival, of course.

What's up, my liar friends?

Also planning on staying a night away from the hotel?]

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[In the club---

This asshole noodle is sitting in a corner both, feet kicked up and with a drink in his hand that he managed to barter from somewhere.

Yes, he does have green hair and yellow reptilian eyes. Also wearing this attempt at a shonen protag get-up. And smiling in a somewhat genuinely friendly way that has no business being on Intensity's face. Ever.

'Sup?]

[Intensity brought one (1) totally legit party guest who would never dream of wrecking the get-together.

Actually she’s a great party guest she’s a walking open bar thx BiT powers. She’s also decided to perch on the booth back rather than in a proper chair because etiquette is for losers and non-catpeople. ]

[ she seems to come out of literally nowhere, her hand on the feet he has rudely on her fucken table. ] Manners. [ and she shoves them off. ]

Don’t do it again. [ she’s changed a bit - scales, horns, and a tail... ]

[ at least she didn’t put her feet on the table... ]

[ d.va still looks less then pleased about her perching on the back of the booth, but if it’s ruffled her feathers she hasn’t said anything yet. ]

Another fugitive. My, what’s my wholesome little club coming to. [ all the sarcasm. ]

[EXCUSE YOU.

But he sets his feet on the floor, eyeing (or rather staring) at her additions the entire time. (And her attire.)]

That's quite a look.

Seems like you're settling in quite comfortably.

[ MUCH APPRECIATED. ]

We don't know how long maintenance is going to last, so I figured I might as well make myself comfortable in the meantime and while doing favors for this one and that one could be fun I'd rather be my own boss.

You don't know the half of it. [ her smile darkens for a half a second, but then she's laughing like she normally does. ]

Going to be running the entire time you're here?

[Flatly:]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[ she laughs a bit more obnoxiously. ]

So what's your name, sir?

[Oh please, her feet were absolutely on the table at some point, and she doesn't wear shoes the heathen.]

Something a little more interesting, probably.

Apathy.

[Thanks, B.]

[ what is this child doing in a night club. whatever he wants i guess ]

Oh man, what happened to your face??

[ he means the smile. and it's a little hypocritical of him to be asking what happened to anyone's anything, given that he now has angel wings and is, in turns, either glowing or transparent (like a full-body lightbulb). ]

[ if her feet touch the table again she's going to find her ankles grabbed by... something, so she's made to fall flat on her face, or at the very least lose a bit of her balance. ]

[ snorts. yadda yadda changes. ] Maybe.

Enjoying turning heads with those powers of yours? [ the crowd seems to love the fact that she can pretty much make alcohol on command. ]

...

I can see through you.

That must be awkward when you're eating.

[Pats the seat on the couch next to him. Get over here. Fuck, he's missed FiN]

...

[ she just stares at him and then slowly arches a brow. ]

Hm.

I mean, maybe, but I don't make it a habit to sit around eating with my shirt off! Plus you can't see through me when I glow.

[ FWUMPS onto the couch with enthusiasm. he is having a great time here in hell ]

I didn't know drinks came with an interrogation.

Is that just one of the many services you offer at this establishment?

When. you. glow.

Right. Because that's a thing now, is it?

[Her corruption is purely aesthetic. There's faintly glowing cracks spread all over her skin, like she's about to shatter –– or she already did, and someone tried to glue her back together.

She answers in a falsely sweet tone:]

Whaaaaat? Me? No. What I do, I do for the good of the people.

[ she rolls her eyes. ]

I don't think you could handle the services offered at this particular establishment, Apathy.

And, no, but you looked like an acquaintance of mine. Sorry, my mistake.

[ she takes a moment to admire the change, because she finds it interesting to see how certain people were affected. ]

[ the good of the people. her lips quirk upward. ] Ah, yes, the good of the people. [ a few people she must have helped lift their glasses in a quick toast. ]

Don't throw down a challenge if you can't back it up.

Cryptic talk is just hot air, you know.

[Thx for drawing attention to the Hell fugitive, really.]

Thought you'd be happier to see me.

I'm not going to have this conversation out here.

Like I said, it's not for everybody.

So where can we have the conversation then?

[ these lowlifes know better than to open their mouths. ]

[ she steps closer to the table, setting her hands on it and leaning toward kohime. ] If you'd come down here I could show you just how happy I am.

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