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[ the door slides open quietly under his push, greeting him with the sight of the mansion interior bathed in a golden yellow light -- a welcoming atmosphere. smiles, allowing himself to feel mildly impressed that the decorations were not as atrocious or in excess as the (semi-)disastrous party-meeting in their shared past. the first goal of his evening long-since decided, he gives alyssa a kiss to the forehead, brianna a silent look to communicate his intention & a final murmur of departure to his little brothers before he gently detaches himself from them -- but not for long, he hopes, for they are who he wishes to be around the most tonight -- in search of a certain boy-turned-man (mentally, at least).

is rather glad that there seems to be a distinct lack of them running around, making his search very short & effortless. gives anna a small bow & a polite (but well-meant) smile. ]

Good evening.

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[ doesn't move away or flinch at the touch, his grin merely softening into a smile as he shakes his head. catches her hand in mid-withdraw, he gives it a quick squeeze before releasing it. ]

Psh. Worry 'bout yourselves. [ soft emphasis on the plural, eyes moving momentarily away from brianna to three other guests. ] I'll be all good s'long as my family's not havin' another crisis.

[ her own smile grows softer at his words, following his line of sight. feels something warm in her chest as she quietly observes, turning back to damon only when she's had moment. speaks lightheartedly, a hand going to her hip. ]

I'm sure those days are over.

Better be or I'm kickin' my old man's ass.

[ chuckles lightly. ]

I think you would have to go through Alyssa first.

Bodyguard's not gonna be 'round 24/7.

I'm gonna tell on you~

The hell? What for?!

Because it's more fun that way.

JUSTICE ALWAYS WINS.

[ blinks once, twice. turns slightly to look over at her daughter. ]

Should I call her over now, I wonder...

[ assumes innocent expression & pose. ]

[ smirks at that, tossing some hair over her shoulder in a proud manner. ]

That's more like it.

[ crosses his arms & rolls eyes. ]

Fuck it, I can be a ninja of justice. Dodgin' little girls by day, and kickin' old man ass by night.

[ pauses for a long moment, just looking at him. ]

... of course.

[ raises an arm, hand curled into a fist, to punch the air above him in a determined stance. ]

Just watch me!

Oh, I will. I'll be sure to record it too and put it on the internet for everyone to see.

The hell? I ain't doin' this for publicity!

Aw, but that's no fun~

[ lips might be twitching. ]

It's for the sake of the family.

Oh really. Do tell.

NICE TRY, but trade secret.

[ lifts an eyebrow and taps his nose with a finger lightly, as if those are their final words on the matter. more importantly, she rubs her stomach a little bit and pouts. ]

I'm hungry~ Where did you get those tarts?

[ blinks. ]

The hell have you been doin'? They're everywhere!

[ makes motions for her to follow him as he makes vague gestures in the general direction of a refreshments table. ]

[ follows along willingly, stepping forward a few quick strides so that she can wrap an arm around one of damon's. ]

Ah~ I was so preoccupied with you and the wine that I didn't happen to notice! Silly me.

With me, eh? Guess I can't blame you then.

[ when they arrive to the table, makes a dramatic, sweeping motions across the tarts. ]