<div class="floatleft">(https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIzkKg4t5XU/WtY-KHiWpNI/AAAAAAAA1Xw/EnHhROAO_WEy0_zJh3l74jZFxDamIU8GwCLcBGAs/w1200-h630-p-k-no-nu/Tony%2BThornburg%2BLuncheon1.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Emil Archer Colton</span><br/><strong>Blessed By::</strong>Hephaestus<br/><strong>Location::</strong>His room, Hephaestus House -> Hecate House<br/><strong>Company::</strong>None -> Kenzie, Veronica<strong>Mentioning::</strong><br/><strong>Date/Time::</strong>Saturday, June 20, evening<br/><strong>Mood::</strong>Calm<br/><strong>Wearing::</strong>Suit and tie (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/54/52/38/5452380e32863edd969d7ce504a58a21.jpg)<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Emil let his guitar hang from his shoulder for a moment, looking around the dark, soundproof room that he had left abandoned the last few months. He had already taken care of the dusting and cleaning, making it look presentable again even despite the various workers around the Village doing basic upkeep in his absence. It was more just so that he had something to do that didn't revolve around work, but of course his distraction didn't last long.<br/><br/>He had instinctively started playing and singing, going through a few songs before he had calmed his nerves again. It wasn't like him to be so worked up over anything, but perhaps it was a good feeling to experience every so often. After all, Kenzie understood some of his struggles. She was a fellow Blessed, and a musician to boot. He wouldn't have to hide anything, and if they went further than a single date, she would likely understand him needing to travel for work here and there. Perhaps she'd even follow along with him, and he could return the courtesy for her band.<br/><br/>Emil shook the notion from his mind for now. He was getting ahead of himself and setting expectations too high too soon. The Hephaestus Blessed glanced at his watch and allowed a long sigh to escape his lips. The masquerade would be starting soon, and he had yet to get ready. He felt the strap of his guitar lift off his shoulder and placed the instrument on its stand, then quickly double checked his room before setting out his suit for the evening and heading into the bathroom to clean up.<br/><br/>A warm shower and a quick shave to reduce his beard back to his preferred length, he began to wash his face and rub conditioner into his facial hair. With his usual cleaning rituals completed, Emil took a thick crimson ribbon and tied his silky black hair back into a long, straight tail and changed into his suit, the snug attire thinly outlining his musculature. While he was nowhere near as built as most of the other guys around the Village, he made it a point to keep in shape to offset his health problems a little and keep him prepared for his duties with the security team. A quick spray of a light, fruity smelling cologne and Emil let out a final deep exhale as he steeled himself for the evening.<br/><br/>Emil arrived at Hecate House holding a single midnight blue rose, not really being one for meaningless gifts, but also not wanting to show up empty-handed to pick up his date. After loudly knocking twice, he stepped back a pace and allowed calmness to set over his mind once more. He was escorting a pair of young ladies to a dance, no strings yet attached. All he had to do was make sure Kenzie enjoyed the night with him, and that Roni took the hint if a mood set in... He could certainly handle that much at least, so long as nothing else unhinged his night.