Fate [Frazier]

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#660
What lies before me is a road of love, hate and sorrow
I'll face it all alone if I have to
Failure is not an option

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<sub>Angelo stood outside the gates staring down the stone pathway which lead to the FATE Mansion. A team of the best, excluding Angelo’s brother had been assembled under one building. How did he do it? Angelo had no idea, but without the help of the man who stood beside him this wouldn’t be possible. Angelo was wearing his black wig, the azure contacts and his glasses to maintain his Host look. If he wasn’t in the Academy he would have to wear these at all times. Only Frazier would know of his secret and it was most likely best if no one else knew of who he truly was. They’d probably expel him from the Academy… Out of all of the members he knew only Fallacieux would give him the most trouble because he did his research. Not only was Angelo wary of Shota’s, but he knew all too well how they operated. Why else would he have chose Fallacieux to fill the Shota role? Adrian was quite intelligent as well. Oh well… hopefully no one would figure out any time soon. The crimson mansion stood before them.

The future now held so many surprises. Angelo couldn’t wait to face each and every one of them.

Angelo nudged Frazier with his elbow to get his attention. ”We’ve finally did it. I’m not sure how we did it, but all the work paid off. Now it’s only a matter of time until the customer’s come rushing in. You’re going to spread word of Room FATE all over town aren’t you? Heh… Don’t forget. No one must know of who I am. I’m Angelo here Frazier, just Angelo. I’m not the white haired swordsman you’re so familiar with. I’ll be… the black haired swordsman here.”

White and Black; a darker side to Angelo to be revealed!
In the next issue of… ROOM FATE!</sub>

[frazier]

His brow rose, the Scott was trying to stay still without trying to bounce off the walls in pure exticement. The dream that the childhood friends wished for was finally coming true right before him. He blinked and turned toward his friend in disguise… almost asking for permission to run around like an idiot. Shaking his head, he let his brown curls lay against his neck and forehead. He blinked once more and glanced around the Club with lingering interest. Even though he already walked the place more times than he could count, he was still in that ‘I can’t believe it’ mode. Frazier shifted his weight slightly before turning his attention back towards his friend. Of course, Scottie stood to the right of the guy. Even though he was a friend, he couldn’t help but be a bit paranoid. At the moment, the King wore his black eyepatch which he’d surely take off once the guest really started to roll in.

He tilted his head slightly to the side when Angelo nudged him. A grin crawled onto his lips as he listened to his friend’s words. Every part of it made him feel like an eager child. The club… the room… everything! His dream… it was becoming true. Taking in a deep breath, he let the goofy grin come back and nodded once his friend finished. “Ah still cannae believe it...! An' ay coorse Ah will! Room FATE jist opened an' noo... Ah got tae make sure a ton ay fowk come haur,” finally the super hyped up Scott spoke. He pretty much wanted to go around hugging people, but that really would be kind of strange even for him. Well, maybe… His smile turned into a slight smirk as Angelo talked about his disguise and what not. Frazier would surely keep that secret… he was once a butler too after all. “Angelo th' black swordsman... got it.”

ooc -- for angelo only.
word count -- short
listening to -- adam lambert && scottish music
credits -- character, format, and post © daikichi.

translation --
-- "I still can't believe it...! And of course I will! Room FATE just opened and ohhh... I got to make sure a ton of folk come here,"