Danielle Masters (Dani Phantom) (
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Sleepover Cheer Up
Who: Robyn, Danielle, PEOPLE
What: Robyn is rescued and in need of cheering up, so there's gonna be a bit party for her.
When: Backdated to September 13
Where: The home of company heiress Danielle Masters. So a huge mansion befitting the obscenely wealthy in a on the rich side of town.
Warnings: Shenanigans, cat videos, giant sized life jackets made of pool noodles? And whole aftermath of kidnappings maybe.
[Filtered to Personal Friends of Robyn, Danielle, and those who expressed concern on the Network during the kidnapping plot]
You are cordially invited to a party this Saturday at [address goes here.] Simply tell the guard at the gate for that address that you are here for the party for Robyn in the effort to cheer her up after her ordeal.
There will be food, music, cat videos, a pool, and if you believe Robyn will want you stay the night and are under the age of eighteen, a sleepover.
The staff are aware Seedlings may be in attendance. They do not, however, know this is a Seedling gathering, that I am one, or what Robyn needs cheering up for, just that the party is for her. Please do not inform them.
Sincerely, Danielle.
Welcome to Mansion la Masters. One CEO Masters may have a bit of an ego because this place is certainly not small, with a massive home and sprawling grounds. There was a gate to get into the neighborhood, but as if that wasn't enough, there was another manned gate at the end of the drive. The guard, however, would let anyone in who said they were here for Robyn.
Upon reaching the front door, a butler would lead the way to a ballroom with music, balloons, streamers, and a large buffet table. Which is covered in pretty fancy foods, because there is only so much Danielle could talk the cooks into, but at least there's some nice desserts. There are also helpful signs that lead the way to the pool and out to the backyard that has some nets set up for outdoor games. There is also a nearby room with a large tv and couches, though the movie selection is mostly just choices between kids movies, classics, and sports, but there's no gaming consoles.
If you are obviously Numbered, the staff is kind enough to make not comment, don't even seem to blink. After all, they are paid to be professional.
There is, of course, more to the home than these areas, but if the staff see you anywhere too out of the way unaccompanied by Danielle, they will be sure to insist you return towards the party.
What: Robyn is rescued and in need of cheering up, so there's gonna be a bit party for her.
When: Backdated to September 13
Where: The home of company heiress Danielle Masters. So a huge mansion befitting the obscenely wealthy in a on the rich side of town.
Warnings: Shenanigans, cat videos, giant sized life jackets made of pool noodles? And whole aftermath of kidnappings maybe.
[Filtered to Personal Friends of Robyn, Danielle, and those who expressed concern on the Network during the kidnapping plot]
You are cordially invited to a party this Saturday at [address goes here.] Simply tell the guard at the gate for that address that you are here for the party for Robyn in the effort to cheer her up after her ordeal.
There will be food, music, cat videos, a pool, and if you believe Robyn will want you stay the night and are under the age of eighteen, a sleepover.
The staff are aware Seedlings may be in attendance. They do not, however, know this is a Seedling gathering, that I am one, or what Robyn needs cheering up for, just that the party is for her. Please do not inform them.
Sincerely, Danielle.
Welcome to Mansion la Masters. One CEO Masters may have a bit of an ego because this place is certainly not small, with a massive home and sprawling grounds. There was a gate to get into the neighborhood, but as if that wasn't enough, there was another manned gate at the end of the drive. The guard, however, would let anyone in who said they were here for Robyn.
Upon reaching the front door, a butler would lead the way to a ballroom with music, balloons, streamers, and a large buffet table. Which is covered in pretty fancy foods, because there is only so much Danielle could talk the cooks into, but at least there's some nice desserts. There are also helpful signs that lead the way to the pool and out to the backyard that has some nets set up for outdoor games. There is also a nearby room with a large tv and couches, though the movie selection is mostly just choices between kids movies, classics, and sports, but there's no gaming consoles.
If you are obviously Numbered, the staff is kind enough to make not comment, don't even seem to blink. After all, they are paid to be professional.
There is, of course, more to the home than these areas, but if the staff see you anywhere too out of the way unaccompanied by Danielle, they will be sure to insist you return towards the party.
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Okay, no, she had no idea what she was doing, but she could put on a confident face because what mattered was making Robyn happy. If it worked, then it worked, and there was no need to be worried if she did a good job. Or invited a bunch of people she didn't know to her home.
She imagined she'd have a rather lengthy discussion with her father in the near future.
Still, Robyn had been through something horrible. Robyn, who was her friend, and so nice. It wasn't a surprise she might have gone a bit over the top.
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She was absolutely floored when she walked in to see what Danielle had prepared for her. She had been to Danielle's before so she wasn't surprise by the size of the place, but she had never imagined having a party quite like this being thrown for her.
Eventually she'll get herself a plate of food, find where Danielle had sat down and move to join her. She gave a slow long look over the room before she turned to Danielle.
"Wow. You... Really outdid yourself here."
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He steps past the front door slowly with a sense of awe, looking up and staring at everything in sight. This ballroom is bigger than his entire house put together.
"Holy crap," he can't help but mutter. He's trying hard not to stare but it's not working. (At all.)
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So if anyone was wondering who was playing the rather interesting Japanese rock music in the kitchen - as well as singing along to it - they would find a Shou, dressed in his usual expensive clothing, standing at the sink scrubbing dishes. He is also wearing an apron so not to get any stains on his exclusive designer t-shirt.
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She's obviously numbered, of course, and was let in despite her inhuman traits. But still! It was one heck of a party... She really should meet up with the hostess and compliment her on this.
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Her mode of seating certainly meshed with this as well.
"Erm, hi," she said to the now obviously Numbered girl before her - someone who, even with vampire wings, obviously had more poise than her.
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Once he was past the security and into the party itself, he looked for a place to store his cookies. Maybe a trash bin. He eyeballed the exits too, because... his invite was kind of shaky to begin with. Would he know many people here?? The important thing was saying hello to Robyn, but... he started shuffling awkwardly by the buffet, sans make-up and looking pretty pale and... awful, really, but that was now normal for him.
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No prizes for guessing who's swooping from behind him and reaching around in search of cookies. At least one person will appreciate them here today, gosh.
"You look like shit. Rough day?"
As always, her tone makes it perfectly clear that she doesn't mean any offense. Which totally excuses her for being a complete shitbag.
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"...Are those cookies? They look homemade." It does take her long to set down the plate of food she had gathered up so that she can grab a fresh plate to fill with those.
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She's currently testing it out by just laying around in it and floating around the pool. It floats, so it must work.
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"... A boat?", she finally guessed aloud (having no idea of the context of Blaine's form or the life-jacket).
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But it had to be done because today was about ROBYN and she was going to make sure she was having a good time. So after she had changed, she approached the little project.
"Wow, that is definitely a giant life jacket."
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Life is pain.
Still, she approaches Robyn to say something vaguely supportive - 'grats on being not dead', maybe, or 'happy you didn't get murderedday' - but then gets completely distracted by the unholy pool noodle tape disaster.
"What in the everloving shitting fuck."
SUPPORTIVE.
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"Uh, hey Robyn...? What's with that?"
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The mansion was pretty big and nice looking. It reminded Rakka of her home back in Japan; large and beautiful, and very expensive. It made her home here look more humble in that regard. She arrived wearing the dress she'd gotten almost a year ago. She didn't hide her wings or halo, but to her relief the servants didn't pay it any mind. Although, that was likely what they were paid to do, she realized.
She'd made her way to the backyard and the pool, which she was staring at curiously. She did have a swimsuit... but wet wings were general a problem.
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The servants were being professional when it came to obvious Numbered like herself or Rakka. And besides, Emi is from a rich family herself, it's hard not to want to order the servants around like she does at home.
"Evening, Rakka." As always, her voice came with a faint accent...
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Other places she could be found was watching the pool going ons and watching whatever others were watching on the TV.
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But wow, if this place isn't more than a little fancy... Distractions or not, she manages to stumble upon Dani soon enough. "Hey Dani, why are you hiding over here?"
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Look at me, being all late and stuff.
After all, Senketsu had been just as much a part of the rescue as she had.
After being welcomed by the servants (which was even weirder for her, damn) she had sort of immediately gravitated toward the wall of the ballroom and parked there, hands in the pockets of the hoodie she'd worn to deal with the dropping fall temperature. Senketsu may be amazing in a lot of ways, but he just wasn't made for the chillier times of year.
She doesn't seem like she's in much of a partying mood....
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She's also been noticing people hovering by the walls, mostly because she had a need to sit there herself frequently. She couldn't be too energetic when the servants would be keeping an eye on her.
So she was taking another 'break,' taking a seat nearby Raye. "Are you all right?"
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Late-Late Night Post!
It probably took another hour but she did manage to fall asleep, unfortunately it might have been better if she had of just stayed awake. She found herself in caught up in a nightmare of the events from just over a week ago, trapped back in that warehouse with the Vermaxi with no way to escape on her own.
She tossed and turned in her sleep, she mumbled panicked nonsense and abruptly tossed her pillow across the room.
Re: Late-Late Night Post!
As it was, she woke up in the middle of the night. Not too many stayed, so the sleepover was in her room, and being the proper hostess, she gave Robyn the bed.
At first, she ignored the noise. It wasn't that uncommon for hospital mates to have unpleasant dreams. Then she remembered where she was, and that the noise was where Robyn should be.
She frowned, unsure what to do, before finally climbing off the air mattress and crawling over to her bed, peaking over the edge. "Robyn? Hey, Robyn!" She said, in more a stage whisper than anything.
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