Demonic75

“Okay, who didn’t tell me this was a party meeting?” Calypso said, glaring at each of the vayrons who stood before him. There were three, two of which he knew from previous interactions. One of which he knew longer than the other. And all three of them were standing at the top of the loft, blocking the way down and any exit Calypso might have thought he had, if he had the inclination to exit the warehouse he was currently in to begin with. Canvas sat behind him, looking around the rainbow and white male in curiosity, but didn’t bother to greet them with anything more than said curious look. Geneva and her wine dark coat with its golden swirls glanced at him before looking at the other two she had brought with her. Lencaster stood there awkwardly, looking between Calypso and Canvas, not quite sure who to pay attention to the most. Despite Calypso meeting him the night before, he never really realized that this male wasn’t quite as tough as he made himself out to be. In fact, he