You walk into the expo hall. You eyes had caught onto the sign outside talking about a meet and greet with a gang. The first thing you see is a black haired girl running around with a clipboard in her hands. Her eyes sparkle green, and she wears a red crop top with a star design on the top, a pair of ripped black jean shorts, fishnet tights, black combat boots, a white choker with a star charm and a red beanie. “Guys, please.” She pleads. “The meet and greet is about to start!” You see the name tag stuck half-hazardly on her shirt. In blue sharpie, you can see the name: Livvy.
“Liv, watch out!” Your attention is brought to the only girl in stage. She has blonde hair cut at her shoulders, and light gray eyes hiding behind black glasses. She’s wearing a hoodie with a phrase on it you can’t quite make out, leggings and ugg boots. She’s holding a book in her hands. You read her name tag: Destiny. Destiny rolls her eyes as Livvy hits the floor. The raven haired girl had tripped over a sword with a golden gem in the hilt laying in the middle of the floor
“There it is!” You see a dark haired boy with an eye-patch run over and pick up the bladed weapon. He’s wearing white armor with a yellow cape over his shoulders. His visible eye is a stunning violet, and yet under the eyepatch, there seems to be something glowing. His name tag reads: Max. Behind him, a brunette with wings like a sparrows shrugs apologetically at Livvy. She wears a white top, red skirt, a brown overcoat tied at her waist, and combat boots. Her eyes are just as bright and green as Livvy's, a stark contrast to the wicked daggers at her hips. Her name tag reads: Emilee.
"Sorry about him, Liv." Max huffs, causing Emilee to smack his arm playfully. A flash appears from a dark corner
"Yes! I got the pic for the shipp-" A young girl stops speaking as she realizes there are people around. She's wearing a pink top, black skirt, lace up sandals and subtle make-up. She’s pretty for a young girl, with midnight hair and toffee colored eyes. You can’t see her name tag.
“Rose, please give me the camera.” Livvy asks patiently. The young girl, Rose, pouts but gives in, then runs to join Destiny onstage. The older blonde ruffled her hair playfully.
“You got the shipper this time!” A girl vaults down from the rafters above. Her hair and eyes are the same shade of sky blue, and her outfit is completely sliver. A bow hangs from her back and a quiver is at her side. You can read her name tag easily: Miracle. Rose makes a face at Miracle, who shrugs and sits on Destinys other side.
Two girls enter from the same way Emilie and Max did. They are complete opposites: One short and willowy with wavy red hair and grass green eyes, the other tall and toned with choppy brown hair tied black with a red bandanna and dark brown eyes. The redhead wears only a yellow sundress with a name tag that reads: Summer, and the brunette wears a white crop top, black vest with a name tag reading: Clarity, jean shorts and combats. Both girls share one thing: smudged lipstick.
Miracle whistles and the ladies approach. “You should have got that for your shipping shrine, Rosey.” The ravenette nods, smiling at Summer and Clarity as they sit near the other three. Emilee and Max sit at the other side. There are four chairs left.
A few seconds later, two guys enter. One is tall with dark hair and sea green eyes. A simple crown gleams in his hair. He’s wearing a loose fitting shirt, brown trousers and boots. His name tag reads: Aaron. As he walks, his shorts rides up a bit, revealing fading blue scales along his waist.
The other boy is a blonde with similar eyes to Aaron. He wears a band shirt, jeans, converse and a blue beanie. He smiles at something Aaron had said. You notice a bright blue vein pulsing on his arm. His name tag reads: Scott. The two boys wave at Livvy and sit in between the two groups on stage. Livvy frowns at the two remaining seats at the far end of the stage. “Where are-“
“WE’RE HERE!” Two more people burst through the door. One is a short girl with red streaks in her brown hair. Her eyes light up like fire. She wears a black hoodie with Phoenix wings designed on the black, black leggings, and combat boots. A pair of high tech googles test on her head. Her left pinkie is .... on fire? Her name tag reads: Phoebe.
The other person is Male. He has coppery hair and sapphire eyes. He wears a white t shirt, a leather jacket, jeans and Nike’s. Around his wrists are two high tech looking bracelets. His name tag reads: Tobias. He shrugs at Livvy and speaks in a faint Russian accent: “Sorry we’re late!” The two rush to fill in the last spots.
Livvy sighs in relief. Then, she turns and sees you. She jumps a bit. “Ah, Sorry! I didn’t see you there, hehe. I’m Livvy, and this is my gang!” She gestured to the crowd on the stage. “We’re going a Q and A type thing. Do you have any questions?”
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