Ka glanced at it's wristwatch, it was already 7:15 p.m. (Pacific time zone of course!). Not exactly too late for a party, but late enough for one that began earlier this day. The guise on the milkcrate was joined by a few others of Ka
's avatars who all took on different roles from the play of The Importance of Being Ernest, in a way that even Wilde himself would be in confusion.
" Great, I leave them alone for a couple hours and they're turing a party into a sideways show."
Ka put down the sketch pad and just stared out of the darkness at the party as one by one, members began to leave. Contemplating on leaving would be a good thing to do, but cleaning up afterwards would help whoever was left with the job. Thinking ahead, Ka did not grab a nametag, or was not able too because there were already about fifteen other guises with something along the lines of " ___ Ka" with an aspect filled in. Waiting, ka sat until guest really began to head home to help clean up the remains of a wonderous party. Making sure of course to keep the guises there to help as well, this time without face paint.
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