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Indigo hardly missed the peripheral view of what she spent most of her resting hours skin to skin close to. There was something to be said for Adley Reed. Actually more than something. A lot. He did not hold back when it came to his body or getting comfortable. It didn’t matter where it was. And he was perfectly content to get to just that way before the event progressed. There was a reason they inhabited the same hive and shared space.

The length of Indigo’s fingers curled at the tips as they slipped between the cotton shirt and the waistband of her shorts. Thinking nothing at all of bunching up the fabric and pulling upward the garment soon was rising over her chest and clearing the generous crown of vibrant honey blonde ringlets that sprang free as soon as her shirt was off. Left in place was a micro bikini top that glowed beneath the club lighting. A casual toss had the shirt surrendered to the nearby chair that appeared to be empty for the moment. That would eventually change.

“Ready for the fun to begin?”

This was Indigo’s comfort zone. The one where most were still clinging to whatever kept them safely wrapped and hidden. Whether it be behind a outfit, a mask, a fake persona or a safe set of walls one could assume to find Indigo out in the open hiding next to nothing and savoring the freedom that come with being present in her own skin for all the world to see. No shame, no fear ever was found in doing just that. Her hands went to her shorts clad hips and smiled at those she was about to converse with.

“Yes, I’ll go get my pliers right now.” He said as he cut a look to Flynn, attempting to mimic the other man’s uncanny ability to scowl on cue. It didn’t work though, because he started to picture the paladin without his two front teeth. And then he thought of that Christmas song. Okay. Maybe Az just wasn’t very good at scowling. His palm slipped up over his lover’s jaw, so he could drag his thumb across a lower lip from one corner of the mouth to the center, giving a tap. “Unfortunately, it seems I find your smile very attractive, and I couldn’t in good conscience do something to **** it up. You’re just going to have to live with meeting new people.” Gasp. Shock. Horror.

They were nearing Indigo when she made a brief stop to give something of an announcement. However, before Az could even consider loosening his shirt, Flynn immediately chimed in. Which drew a questioning look from the vampire. He even pointed to himself as if to say ‘What? Me?’ Which was maybe laying his faux innocence on a tiny bit thick, but oh well. He had appeared in public naked before. There was very little shame to be had for a guy who could jump between bodies essentially at will (Okay, so it involved death, but that was beside the point). He just wasn’t a shy creature. None the less, he wouldn’t have appreciated Flynn tromping around bare butt to the world, so he had to show the same courtesy. “Oh, my handsome prince, there are so many sights I have yet to show you.” He said as he shrugged his button down sweater and shirt off, to reveal a plain white t-shirt. He handed those off to the human so he could move to roll his slacks up to the knee.

Okay. It wasn’t shorts, but it would suffice. He left his beat up old ‘work boots’ on. “There. Now let’s go give Miss Knight a proper welcome and figure out what kind of art we want to make. I’m thinking sharpie dicks on everyone’s elbows? Yes? No? Definitely yes.” He asked as he proceeded towards Indigo, only to wrap the woman in a hug as soon as he got to her. Yeah, so they’d only met the night before. He would have done it then too, but he’d gotten distracted by Dhara.

“Miss Knight! It’s great to see you.” Wait. She appeared to have lost her shirt at some point and was wearing a tiny bikini top. When had that happened? Oh well!

Had. Had he heard Flynn right? He eyed the other man for even an ounce of humor evident in his features, but the line was delivered completely deadpan. And so the vampire’s expression became almost Cheshirine and he leaned briefly closer to his human so he could speak against his ear while the man was taking his button down shirt and sweater. “I think we both know as long as it’s yours, that’s not going to stop me. If anything, it’s basically a guarantee.” His words were whispered, given their intimate nature, and then he was off to meet Indigo Knight. That was probably the first time that he took note of the other people. Oh. He hadn’t been ignoring any of them. In fact, Az himself tended to handle icebreaking with the same enthusiasm most people (non-vampire of course) took to breathing after having been submerged in water for several moments. He had just been distracted.

However, he could already tell the art night was shaping up really well. Not only were there ample supplies scattered all around, the general atmosphere had a sort of levity to it that he just thrived upon. The best part, he supposed, was that it was protected by a ritual, which meant he could just…(again, metaphorically) breathe. It was a nice change after how things had been shaping up with the attack on Longslade. It was good to not feel like he had to be wary at every moment. And that was about the time he’d ended up wrapping Indigo in that tight hug. He may have attempted to lift her off her feet a little even. And before the deed was even done, there was Flynn.

Shirtless.

The vampire had to let go of Miss Knight so he could instead press into the Paladin’s side. “Oh look, I’ve already found my canvas. I mean it’s already got some ink on it, but I thiiiink I could make some improvements.” He said, even as he hooked his fingers under his own shirt’s end, tugging it up over his head to reveal what was admittedly a much more bare patch of skin which...was probably honestly a little on the pale side. Pale in the sense that it seemed almost translucent and ethereal - as spider’s silk. “I see the paints, but is there a karaoke machine anywhere in this place? Something tells me you have some pipes.” He said to the woman after giving her an appraising look.