And the tables turn. (Mark, Alex and Shanira)

[Kyoki]

"OOOOOH! ANOTHER GUEST?! YAY~"[/i] Kyoki cried, waving his arms about, before they came to a rest behind his head. His left foot idly kicked the floor whilst he looked from left to right, then up at the ceiling, as if he were expecting this new friend to suddenly burst through the roof like he did, as if it were only the norm.

"Wait, are we having a party? I do hope so. If we have a party, that means there will be cake! And possibly pie! And maybe even a pony..." Kyoki threw his hands in front of where his mouth would be behind the mask, as if trying to stifle the excited giggles that were suddenly wracking through his body... Not that he was doing a very good job of it, that is...

Kyoki liked people.

[shanira]

"Your daughter is here for a party? You should have gotten up sooner, we'd be dressed better..." and by that, Shanira meant 'at all'. She took this moment to glance at the closed window and let out quite the mirthful chortle at Mark's trouser predicament, a good few long seconds before she turned to Kyoki.

"Bunny Man, we need to find things to dress up in for his daughter's party! Help look!" she shouted, vaguely recalling an article or two of clothing hiding under the bed. She was barely visible for long after that as she suddenly lunged underneath the bed again, moving so fast the whole thing jumped a foot off the ground. Her body shot out from under the other end of the bed shortly after and did a tumble-roll-to-feet kind of motion, bedsheet still wrapped around her ankle but she appeared to have found and managed to slip into the short-skirted green dress of hers, sans armor and leggings, and whipping around a shirt above her head like she'd just won the grand prize of a contest.

"I'm winning!"

[Mark Angelus Fri]

Mark quickly opened up the trunk sitting by his bed and dug through it to try and find some pants after seeing how there was no possible ways to get his old ones back. "No, no party!" Mark yelled back as he slipped a spare pair of pants on before beginning search for other clothes.

Suddenly Mark came up with a perfect solution, "ACTUALLY, Kyoki,this is a party! But sadly I forgot to get all cakes and drinks, so it's up to YOU to save this party!"

Mark's hope was that this might get rid of Kyoki for a couple hours...

[Kyoki]

If one had blinked, they would miss it... For the briefest millisecond, Kyoki almost flickered but when he seemed to fade back into view, he instead held a tray in each hand, atop which was precariously balanced a number of cupcakes that each had a small glass of wine balanced on their tip. Also, resting against the ears of his mask was a third tray which held a gloriously large, four-tiered cake, which didn't slip off thanks to the fact that the Archangel had his head tilted to the side so that his ears were of an equal height.

"I HAVE THE CAKES AND THE DRINKS." Kyoki cried, barely moving.

"IF SOMEONE COULD TAKE THEM OFF ME... THAT WOULD BE GREAT."

[Mark Angelus Fri]

Mark blinked. A couple of times before he simply stammered away, "W-w-what... how did you...?" He shook his head, HE DIDN'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS!

He made a quick glance back outside and saw Harumi was nearly there. Running his hand through his hair he yelled out, "STOP PANICKING EVERYONE, PLEASE. I CAN'T THINK."

There was nothing he could do. He simply took in a great breath of air and said, "...set everything out downstairs for the party...."

Mark had resigned himself for whatever fate had planned.

[Kyoki]

"OKAY, BOSS!"

With that, Kyoki disappeared, if not for slightly longer this time... Kyoki was kind of meticulous when it came to parties, and he wanted to make sure that everything was set up exactly as he wanted it to be. When that was done (after the space of a mere few seconds) he was back upstairs, giving Mark a big thumbs up.

"I've laid out the cake, cupcakes, drinks, biscuits, extra wine, chips, beef, chicken, turkey, gravy, plates, dishes, knives, forks, spoons, pinatas, bread, aaaaaaaaaand balloons."

Kyoki took in a deep breath before chuckling slightly, scratching the back of his head.

"I like parties."

[shanira]

An applause was heard as Shanira was the...only source of it for Kyoki's efforts. Everything was too convincing now that she'd actually long since forgotten that there wasn't actually supposed to be a party to begin with.

"Party!" she announced happily, grabbing Mark's hand and pulling him to the stairs, "what party for your daughter? Good morning? Music is still needed..."

[Kyoki]

IT'S OKAY. BECAUSE THAT WAS SOLVED TOO.

A group of... Well... Relatively confused looking musicians were stood in the corner of the main room where Kyoki had set up the party. They looked about, as if they had no idea where they are, why they're here and what they're supposed to be doing. Kyoki skipped over jovially and started whispering in the ear of the musician stood near the front. His face visibly got paler as Kyoki clearly whispered something that the man didn't like.

With that done, Kyoki skipped away, as the band broke out into jovial folk music, with Kyoki coming to a halt in the middle of the room and throwing his arms out wide.

"PARTY!"

[Mark Angelus Fri]

Mark reluctantly walked down the stairs and looked around his house, "Good gods, Kyoki. You could feed a small army with this food." It all smelled fantastic, but Mark couldn't help but fear he'd be cleaning up everything when all is said and done.

Harumi stepped towards the door, pulling out her key she began to unlock it to step in. Mark closed his eyes as the door swung open to reveal Harumi, a tall, light red-head who was strikingly beautiful.

Harumi didn't take more than one step in as she was suddenly taken back from EVERYTHING in the house. The smells of all the food was overwhelming and the bright colors were so stunning and the scared looking band was... well, disturbing that she honestly couldn't move from her place.

"Uh... Dad?" She managed to get out. Mark felt ill, he thought for sure he'd throw up right this moment.

[shanira]

Shanira, who still held onto Mark's hand threw it (and his) up in the air at the sight of the really pretty red-headed girl.

"SURPRISE!" she squealed, a little bounce as she did so. She glanced over to the very ill-looking Mark and frowned, letting out a sympathetic "awww" as she reached up and patted him on the head. It always made her feel better anyway.

"Come, come! The party has cake," she tried ushering the young girl in.

[Mark Angelus Fri]

"Uhhhh," Harumi squeaked out as Shanira ushered her in, "What's the party for?"

Mark managed to open his eyes, trying to force a smile, "For... you..."

"How did you know I was coming home?"

"Honey... I'm a god, it's what I do..." Mark laughed weakly. Harumi glanced to her side to see Kyoki.

"Hi, Kyoki. Did you help prepare the party?" This wasn't the first time she met Kyoki. Most of the time whenever Kyoki was around Mark was on a job, so she questioned what job he was doing now.

Now Harumi turned her attention towards Shanira, she had been holding Mark's hand and she was pretty beautiful. Which was weird, her father usually had a tendency to make beautiful women stand on the far side of the room. So Harumi simply asked, "Do you work with my dad?" She simply asked, this entire thing was very awkward.

[Kyoki]

"Hello Harumi! It's a party! There's cake!" Kyoki said, his arms still held out wide. Before she moved the conversation on towards Shanira. The Archangel glared over his shoulder at the band, who suddenly let out a collective 'meep' and moved the song on a little bit faster. Kyoki decided that a dance was in order, and instantly started busting out some of the most divine moves in heaven in the middle of Mark's dining room...

He didn't choose the Archangel life. The Archangel life chose him.

[shanira]

Shanira grinned as Harumi spoke to her, opening her mouth to answer and then quickly closing it, realizing she really didn't have a good way to explain any of this. She looked up at Mark, struggled at stifling a giggle that forced its way out as she turned her biggest, 'genius' smile to Harumi and clapped her hands.

"We were to Hellious," she answered firmly with a nod, as though somehow this just explained everything clearly to the girl, "...we fought demons....yes."

Completely disregarding personal space, Shanira approached Harumi and swiftly grabbed the girl's hands, holding them warmly and staring into her big eyes as she quickly changed the subject to, "You are the daughter?!"

...And she couldn't help but kind of bounce a little seeing as how she held the girl's hands and music was playing SO upbeat and fun-like...

[Mark Angelus Fri]

Harumi gave Mark a weird look as Shanira spoke of Hellious as to ask 'what does she mean?' to which Mark replied with a simple shrug. Harumi giggled softly as her personnel space was intruded, "Heh, uh, yes! I am the daughter."

Harumi simply followed Shanira's lead and bounced a little with the music, if her father had worked so hard putting this party together it was best to try and look like she was enjoying it! "S-So he invited you all to my party, huh?"

[Kyoki]

"I. ARRANGED. EVERYTHING."[/i][/u]