Smiles Twice was lounging in his apartment, sucking on a synthetic cerveza and listening to music. Glancing listlessly outside, the elf rose up from the couch.
Walking over the threadbare carpet stretched over the concrete floor, Smiles headed over to a mirror. He stared at his reflection, tiliting his head to one side to inspect the puffy line of scar tissue twisting from the corner of his mouth up towards his left ear. He used to be repulsed and ashamed by it, but over the years, Smiles had become increasingly proud of his scar. He thought it gave his face character.
He continued to admire his reflection even as it gradually faded from view.
As he completed the spell, Smiles reached into the pocket of his jacket and gently rubbed the painted rattlesnake skull he kept tucked away inside. With a delicate gesture, Smiles Twice tied his invisibility spell into his focus, sighing with relief as the burden of sustaining the spell lifted from his mind.
With that, the elf headed out. He wore his armored clothing, unremarkable except for perhaps the dusty brown jacket that never seemed to get clean, despite Smiles Twice's many half-hearted attempts to clean it. He didn't bother bringing any other weapons or complex equipment with him, since he was only planning on a covert stroll through the neighborhood.
Smiles Twice trotted downstairs and through the lobby of his apartment building, his heavy footsteps echoing through the cheap hallways his only sign of passage. Once he hit the streets, however, Smiles Twice began to slow down, making an effort to actually move quietly and unnoticed. He was bored, so he figured he'd spy on some of the kids put in charge of preparing tonight's festivities. You know, make sure they were doing their jobs right.
Smiles walked around the immediate area a bit, slowing down as he passed some human women playing on a basketball court. Feeling protected by his magic, Smiles indulged in some unabashed staring. Before his face was cut, Smiles Twice wouldn't have wasted his time on human girls. But now... well, he'd actually developed something of a taste for those bulging, jiggling human thighs.
Reluctantly, Smiles Twice pried his gaze away from the chicas and tried to concentrate on surveying the neighborhood. He wanted to make sure nothing unusual was going on. Hopefully it would all be business as usual until the fun started tonight.
