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In Which Dorian Grey Converses


How peculiar. It was a strange enough thing to not have any gentleman around to engage in proper habits. Truly, the Mob had forced themselves into positions where they should never had been allowed. Such tragedy befell the noble institution of the Aristocracy. However, that was not the primary thing of concern here. No, what was truly the most important thing at this moment was the conversation at hand.

"Hm? No surname?" Dorian Grey inquired. After all, in public it was always most proper to discuss with others using their surname. However, the lady appeared to not have one. Or perhaps she didn't realize the importance of giving out the surname. Mister Grey took a slight moment to adjust his gloves, "Ah but of course. I am Dorian Grey."

"So, I must inquire, what do you think about this little soirée?" Mister Grey inquired.
Toréador En Garde, The Charging Bull of Guan Yu Strikes! And Curious Case for Dorian Grey Approaches!


Dorian Grey gave another light beaming smile to Guan Yu. "It is a fascinating thing is it not?" These polite barbs were the essence of a true Victorian Duel. After all, he was Dorian Grey, a true Victorian Aristocrat, and this match was amusing him. However, as he made his comment he noticed two things. One, that a lady went to the refreshment stands herself. That, was unacceptable! As a Victorian Gentleman he would have to fix up that mistake, and find the gentleman who sat next to her and so rudely didn't inquire what the lady wanted to get and bring it to her.

But Guan Yu had made his remark, and he could not inquire upon the damsel until he had finished his conversation and politely left. "Well Mister Yu, it would be strange if relatives did not look similar. But I digress." Dorian Grey gave a small bow towards Guan Yu, "While I have enjoyed our conversation, I am not at the liberty to keep up conversations solely with you. Though I assure you, we shall chat again soon. With that, I bid you fair well." Dorian Grey gave a wave to Guan Yu before turning on his heels and exiting the room.

As a true gentleman, Mister Grey knew that it would be most befitting if he were to find the hostess of this little event, so she could do a proper greeting, introducing the two together. After all, that was the proper role of the hostess. However, this issue was an urgent one, and he could not find such a hostess. As long as the orient remained at the table, and did not know about proper Victorian values, he would be able to get away with this little diversion from how things should be. Or more to the point, that any other proper Fables saw what he was doing. Oh well, he supposed it had to be done.

Dorian Grey deftly maneuvered through the various individuals gathered for the party, and made his way to Bianca who was away from the crowd. "Excuse me." Mister Grey chirped up, "When I was engaged in a bit of chatter with the dear fellow with the beard, I noticed that you happened to retrieve a drink. Of course I would've offered to do fetch such a drink, but it would have been rude if I left my conversation with him in the middle of it. But still I humbly apologize for that. But I must inquire, was there any gentleman sitting next to you who didn't offer to fetch you what you desired? It would be a rather curious case if not, and let me assure you that such cases shouldn't happen often."

"Oh, yes. If I may inquire, what is your name?"
Bright Elementary School


Hachirou was flummoxed by the events that just occurred right in front of him. He watched as the mass-murderer fled after the slaughter of good and honest police-men. And the good boys in blue made their pursuit knowing that they were the line of defense against such depraved monsters, as sirens kept blazing. There would be no mistake, that the officers would avenge their fallen, and the end result would not be a pretty one.

So, the young man maintained a baffled expression on his face, with his mouth slightly agape. Just today, the Stock Exchange was destroyed, then terrorists attacked an elementary school, and murdered a slew of cops in cold blood. And then Kenji placed his hand upon his shoulder and teleported him inside the Quadrangle.

Hachirou followed Kenji as quickly as possible. Though, after hitting a part of a cadaver left in his stride, he made damn sure to be far more careful and moved much slower. With sweat pouring down his brow, and his expression in a nervous grimace he glanced at the assorted students and teachers.

The young man coughed into his right hand as he tried to regain some composure. After all, these people needed someone to look up to, and they needed to try to not seem as horrified at the events as the students and faculty were. So with that, Hachirou tried his damn hardest to put up a less concerned face. But that didn't stop him from sweating quite a bit, and an occasional tremor which disrupted the smile he was putting up.

"Y-yeah. The terrorists are gone, and we are here to help." Hachirou said as he gave a small wave. Now, he just needed to shut up and keep everything calm. What mattered now, was making sure the students and faculty remained safe and to keep them safe.
The Habits of Polite Society, The Rivalry of Grey and Yunchang


"It is certainly the affair of this Ball is it not?" Dorian mused aloud. "Paradoxically, while we remember our origins, the town was founded on forgetting it." Mister Grey gave a small smile, "That was the purpose of that document, to forget our identities of what we were. And to focus on the here and now." Dorian Grey boyish lips curled into a smile, before he emitted a small chuckle. "It seems some have to be reminded on that focus." Of course in the back of his mind, that thought went back to the surface. That painting made by his friend Basil all those years ago. Dorian had far more important matters to dwell on, such as messing with Yu.

Dorian raised an eyebrow as he observed Guan Yu partaking in a drink from the bowl. "Hm, my dear fellow I swore that, when I was coming by here there were a multitude of glasses available. Pray thee, if I may inquire why do you drink from a bowl?" Casually Dorian leaned his head to his left side as he poked at his own cheek. "It is a strange sight, to see such a thing being done. Wouldn't you agree?"

Mister Grey leaned over towards the side as he searched for a proper Champagne flute to obtain some alcoholic beverage with. After all, it was his reason in coming over here. While Yunchang was the reason why he was staying. For at the moment, the man continued to provide him with amusement. And Mister Grey, would get satisfaction.
The Subject of Darren Grey's Demise and Policy is Touched Upon


Oh bother, it appeared that Guan Yu didn't bite on the jest he had laid before him. No he went back to that trite dialogue again. It was as if Guan Yu wasn't honored to be chosen as the provider of Dorian's patronage. Dorian noticed how the situation always turned out to Guan Yu doing that speech about judgement and intentions. Living for one's pleasures was the most honorable and benevolent intention one could exist for.

His boyish lips curled into a frown. "Yes, his unfortunate demise weighs heavily upon my chest." With a sniffle, Dorian glanced upwards as he pinched at the bridge of his nose. Dorian fought to keep some tears from staining his cheeks as he mourned his imaginary cousin. Breathing in and out, he began to regain composure.

Dorian returned his glance to Guan Yu, "I humbly ask for you to forgive such a scene. I know my cousin would not wish to see me with such a melancholic mindset, and to keep a stiff upper lip. For now, such a further discussion on the matter would not be fitting at such a setting. So, what do you think of this little soirée?"
Well already did my Dirty Cowarding. If only it ended up as enough...

I guess how that's how the dice...roll
In Which Dorian Grey Encounters a Pleasant Surprise


In a silent solitude, Dorian Grey lamented the events that had occurred after the Adversary. After all it led to the Mob taking control when the Aristocrats needed to hold the reigns more than ever. It deprived him of what he had laying around in his coffers, and the ability to roam around in a bohemian lifestyle he found so amusing.

So of course, Mister Grey was in the proper attire for mourning as any true Victorian Aristocrat would be. For Dorian had truly lost much. Namely he lost a dear relative, one of his first cousins Darren Grey. Of course, it was complete nonsense. Dorian needed a bit more funding to maintain his lavish celebrations, as his coinpurse was drying up. So it was a good thing his cousin Darren obtained a nice life insurance policy from Celestial Life Insurance Pty Ltd.

And so due to the 'death' of his first cousin, Dorian Grey was in his proper mourning attire, the well kept silk suit made of the darkest threads, alongside his light undershirt and cream colored gloves. He always was impressed how the dark went well with his own angelic features, and provided a suitable contrast.

But even with his own mourning, he had a pleasant demeanor about him, much like the violet perfume which lingered upon him. After all he was a Victorian Gentleman receiving hospitality. And this small soirée was filled with peasants who would be looking up to proper aristocrats, in order to perform a vain mimicry in order to try to fit in.

Well, at least the band could keep a tempo for a band. With that Dorian scanned the room for ladies who were being wallflowers and did not have a dance partner. As a gentleman he would be obliged to pick one of them, and more importantly it struck Dorian's fancy to do that.

But currently, Mister Grey felt the need for a drink. With an elegant stride, Dorian maneuvered through the room with the utmost grace. And as he approached the selection of drinks he saw a most amusing site.

Oh the Orient with the ill kept beard, was there holding a bowl. Of course Mister Grey had to chat with him and more importantly irk him in some manner or another. The thought tickled his fancy, as Yu provided to be a most entertaining benefactor. His serious mind was always good for a laugh.

Dorian Grey approached Guan Yu, with a joyful smile plastered on his face. "Oh my dear fellow, fancy seeing you here." Noting the bowl in his hands, he felt a small ribbing was in order. "I was unaware that you were serving at this event. How quaint. Hm, I suppose next is to inquire upon the contents of the bowl, if it is drink or feast."

"Mister Yu, I fancy a Mai Tai."
Do whatever you want to man.

But we already got like, dine and dash brutalizing heroes. And one who is so paranoid that just running is assumed to be a sign of villainy.
So the 'Overbearing Zealous Templar' Lawful Good guy is, already there. So if you go about that, you'd have to compete with others for that designation, to be viewed as the strictest dude.

Honestly in my opinion, you'd be better off playing a man like the Supes, one who is genuinely Lawful Good and not an overbearing guy.

But if you wanna play the 'Overbearing Zealot' type of dude, go for it.

But didn't Metallica Weapon just kick the blast upwards? And more importantly was Earth's gravitational constant checked before doing that? Because as the Edutainment Bumper for the Conquest Hour has taught us, checking for a gravitational constant is essential, whether its a simple trash shoot or a vessel transporting that fluffy sweater grandma made.

I mean that plasma blast could land somewhere that isn't harmlessly in the ocean! Or hit a satellite broadcasting Japan M-TVs latest hits! And that would be sad. But right now being shot at for be presumed for having sinister motives does not help in being able to do heroic stuff.

After that little scuffle I'm sure Metallica Weapon will prove how Lawful Good she is.

And on a side note: Huh the Yakuza Toughs being the most level-headed.

Will Joggers be deemed notorious criminals for the suspicious crime of running!? Will the War continue to rage on? Will Minami Kenji pass his restaurant's health inspection!?

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