Ashael's Birthday Bash

[Zerrer]

((Me and Mychel planned this thing up.))

~I hope I look good~ Ashael thought anxiously, inspecting herself in the mirror. She changed her normal black-purple leather for a dark red formal dress. The color was very striking compared to her aura. ~After all, I should look good on my birthday~ She was 23 today, and so she planned a party, rented a building, the whole works. She hadn't celebrated her previous birthdays at all, so she decided to use today to make up for it. For a week after she planned it, fliers started appearing everywhere, advertising it. She didn't know who got them, and didn't know who would come.

~Ah, well~ She thought, bringing herself out of her reverie. ~It's almost time. I shouldn't be late~ She walked out of her cabin, concentrating on her aura keeping her dress impeccably clean as she got on her motorcycle.

[Mychel]

Mychel peeked out from behind the tree at Ashael. ~There's my target~ "Follow." He said to Ravin. The small bird took off from his shoulder and started following the woman on the motorcycle. ~Well, I've got a long run ahead of me~

Mychel started running and using his endurance to his advantage.

[Chronos]

Outside Dojopolis was a lonely three-meter stretch of wooden fence. The poor dilapidated thing looked as though it would crumble if one did so much as look at it cross-eyed. On the middle post, someone had thumb-tacked a poster advertising a birthday party.

The fence wobbled. It wobbled some more. Suddenly, the thumb-tack wrenched itself violently from the soft wood- freeing the poster, which floated to the ground.

hop.

hop.

hop.

Alloexustio had arrived. He picked up the poster.

Ashael!

This was just too good...

The demon of chaos hopped once more into the shadows of the woods nearby.

[Zerrer]

Ashael got to the location of her party quickly. It was a large hall that had been constructed for the purpose of gatherings such as this one. She tied her hair up and started waiting.