[At the dj station Dave works his magic, adjusting the music. As one track ends he brings the next one in. He sways to the beat, with the headphones fit snugly up against his mask giving the illusion that Anubis is one of the music talents for the party tonight.
Dave Strider smirks behind his mask, keeping an eye on the floor while he works his tables from memory. It takes a keen ear to notice when sounds don't match up or mesh. He has that ear.]
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Dave Strider smirks behind his mask, keeping an eye on the floor while he works his tables from memory. It takes a keen ear to notice when sounds don't match up or mesh. He has that ear.]