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" Theres a first time for everything then, isn't there? This is my first time before as well. Are you, enjoying the view?

I nod slowly, turning to look at you while you speak. " It's very nice"

The lady in red drinks the last of her wine, gets up and asks Would you like to walk with me in the garden?

I smiles and nod. "That would be nice". I hold up the sides of my dress as I stand.

The lady in red smiles and leads the way. Asking with curiosity " Are you waiting for anyone? Like a man?"

I shake my head slowly. "No, no man" ( i have to go..I'm sorry but i have an appointment in the morning. good night)

Waves. Good night!

[Fiona Underhill]

Episcopi Narcissus

The ghostly form of Narcissus appears behind a mirror in the gardens...
"H̛̀e͜͠ĺ̛͘͢ĺ̸͝ǫ̡̛͘?̴̧̧͢͝ ͜͢C҉á́̕͘͡n҉́̕͢ ̢͞͠͠á̴̡͘͠n̶̸͞y̨͘͢͝o͏̛ǹ̀͢͡e̛͢ ̢̨̧͢͠h̷͝e҉́͘͢͞a̷̴̡͝r̷̷͢͡ ̧͠͝͏́m̷͢͝é҉͢͜͡?̶͠"

Just barely, Lord Narcissus, my condolences for your unfortunate mirror incident earlier in the day

[xX-insane-bunny-Xx]

G-Gage

Liz grinned," It's cute! Zee I mean. Having fun? The ball is fantastic. I thought of holding a concert, but dancing and mingling is just as fun."

*smiles wide*
Yes, im having a great time, but I must bid everyone adieu, for even I, Zee, need my beauty sleep"
*curtsies and waltz's out the door"

[Scarfperson]

CapePerson

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I snorted, "You little cad!" I laughed raucously, showing my amusement. "Fall into a mirror indeed." I winked at her, smiling. She always had a way of brightening the mood.

I giggled softly behind an upraised hand glad for the sudden lightening of the atmosphere before glancing back at Zyx "how do you think this is going to go Cal?"

I fingered my book absently, smiling as I turned back to our sister. He seemed troubled, but not like the one guy had been. I sighed contentedly.
"I think it'll be alright, T. I think it will be alright." And I had hopes it would be.

I clapped my hands together decisively, "I guess I better go introduce myself formally in a few minutes if al goes well then" searching my mental index of riddles
"in the meantime heres an easy one. What gets wet while drying?"

[zykrinnox]

Zeyre

"Well, at first I did thought you were mortal like Aries, but after the dance I figured you were very much different." I smiled. "Muses, huh. My first time of meeting one. And to think I actually had the honor of dancing with you. Twice," my smile suddenly vanish and I looked at her seriously, "Did you... were you afraid of keeping such secrets from me?"

"You see... Calliope had a bad experience with telling a boy she was a muse centuries ago... and there's what happened to the overseer... I was just afraid... you'd... do what he did, but i-it didn't feel right... I mean, I've lied to lots of people about who I am, but for some reason, when I lied to you, it felt worse, like I was being hurt. I couldn't take it, that's why I ran from you those times..." I stopped, and felt a lump in my throat, which was quickly followed by a couple tears. "Calliope and Thalia over there probably think I'm making a huge mistake, and seeing me crying like a fool probably isn't helping." I chuckled through my tears. "I'm sorry." [♥]

[Nn_Aa_Ll_Ll]

~ Kaimi5 ~

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~ Kaimi5 ~

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~ Kaimi5 ~

'kaimi" smiles sweetly and shakes his hand, "have you been enjoying the ball for very long Nall?"

"Not long, but long enough to observe key factors," Nall replied, "It's nice to know your name, and quite the pleasure to meet you. I noticed you came alone, surely a fine woman like you would have an escort?"

"Thank you for the kind complament. Most people find me odd after a conversation or two however, so no escort. What about yourself? Shurely a gentalman of your..."searches for the word," Distinguished nature has aquired a dance partner."

"It is oddity-if it is to exist-which makes life interesting. I don't think you odd Kaimi, but, rather, unique," Nall says before recognizing the last of what her acquaintance has said, "Gentleman? I am not such, nor do I have a dance partner." She chewed her lip, a habit she'd thought she'd rid herself of long before, "I'm sorry, I should've clarified earlier, you see, I'm female."

kaimi's eyes go wide and her face go's red form embrisment, she drops her head, " I am so sorry..." at a loss for words kaimi stares at her feet.

"It's fine, it happens all the time, if anything I should apologize to you," Nall says uneasily as she too looks away at some nearby roses.

[Episcopi Narcissus]

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Episcopi Narcissus

The ghostly form of Narcissus appears behind a mirror in the gardens...
"H̛̀e͜͠ĺ̛͘͢ĺ̸͝ǫ̡̛͘?̴̧̧͢͝ ͜͢C҉á́̕͘͡n҉́̕͢ ̢͞͠͠á̴̡͘͠n̶̸͞y̨͘͢͝o͏̛ǹ̀͢͡e̛͢ ̢̨̧͢͠h̷͝e҉́͘͢͞a̷̴̡͝r̷̷͢͡ ̧͠͝͏́m̷͢͝é҉͢͜͡?̶͠"

Just barely, Lord Narcissus, my condolences for your unfortunate mirror incident earlier in the day

Nacissus's voice rose a bit, echoing slightly.
"Ư͟n̡͝͏f̀͞ǫ̴r͝҉҉t̀͢u͘҉̡͝ņ̷̴́͘a̵͜͟͜t̵̨̀͜e̢̢͞?̸̡̨̀͟ ̵͜͢L̶͘͠o̢̡͘ò̸̡͢͏ḱ̸̴͡ ̴̨̀̀̀a̴̶͟͜͠t̡̛͟͞ ҉́m͟͏è̶!̨̨̧͜ ҉̴̕T̵̴̛h̢̛́i͘͜͟͡s͜͝͡ ̶̢ì̡̛̕͠s̕͡ ̛͢t͏̸̛͝e̵̛̕̕r͏̕͠r̨͢i͜͏b̷̴̧l̷҉̶͟é̸͟.҉.̶̴͘͞.́͞"

[Con Vallian]

Con Vallian

Con Vallian

Laying out beneath a grapevine, sprawled in several directions with a glistening trickle of drool seeping out from the corner of his gaping mouth, Con snored away peacefully in the grass and soil. Neither the sunshine nor revelry could not rouse the slumbering demigod as he nestled himself against the mossy bed he had made himself. In his fevered dream world he reached out with a clawing gesture towards an empty bottle of wine that wobbled back and forth on it's side. Finally grabbing hold of the vacant vestle, he drug it to his lips and suckled at the uncorked head in vain. After a few moments of exerted effort, his bleary eyes fluttered open and a dejected groan rumbled from deep in his throat. Pushing himself up from the settled ground, he rubbed at his head and smacked his lips a few times to clear the flavor of sleep from his mouth. Looking around he recalled the last thing he did before his memory went blurry was opening a bottle of rose wine in a majestic garden ball. Looking down at his garb he seemed to be clad in a royal purple toga with a black waist wrap, blanketed by his green leather cloak, gold and saffron decorated. "Ugh... I look like my father..." he muttered

[Valkyrie Gauge]

"Goodnight Zee." ((Terribly sorry, but would someone mind telling me the font used in the title? It doesn't appear on Chrome for me... ))

[Fiona Underhill]

Episcopi Narcissus

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Episcopi Narcissus

The ghostly form of Narcissus appears behind a mirror in the gardens...
"H̛̀e͜͠ĺ̛͘͢ĺ̸͝ǫ̡̛͘?̴̧̧͢͝ ͜͢C҉á́̕͘͡n҉́̕͢ ̢͞͠͠á̴̡͘͠n̶̸͞y̨͘͢͝o͏̛ǹ̀͢͡e̛͢ ̢̨̧͢͠h̷͝e҉́͘͢͞a̷̴̡͝r̷̷͢͡ ̧͠͝͏́m̷͢͝é҉͢͜͡?̶͠"

Just barely, Lord Narcissus, my condolences for your unfortunate mirror incident earlier in the day

Nacissus's voice rose a bit, echoing slightly.
U̶͡nf͜͏͜ór̴tun̡at̡e͘͞?҉ ̀͜Lo̶͜o͏k̷̨ ̸ą҉͢t̡̨ ̡͡m̸e!̸̕ ҉̨̀T̢ḩis ̶͢͠i̵s ̷͝t̡e͘͡rrib̴l̶͘͠ę̕.̵͝͝.̵̧͟.

*She meanders closer to the mirror, trying to hear him better*
I apologize for underestating your plight... I can't even imagine how terrible it must be.
*sitting close to the mirror she folds her knees beneath her and makes herself comfortable*
perhaos it would be better if you had someone to keep you company?

[Episcopi Narcissus]

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Episcopi Narcissus

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Episcopi Narcissus

The ghostly form of Narcissus appears behind a mirror in the gardens...
"H̛̀e͜͠ĺ̛͘͢ĺ̸͝ǫ̡̛͘?̴̧̧͢͝ ͜͢C҉á́̕͘͡n҉́̕͢ ̢͞͠͠á̴̡͘͠n̶̸͞y̨͘͢͝o͏̛ǹ̀͢͡e̛͢ ̢̨̧͢͠h̷͝e҉́͘͢͞a̷̴̡͝r̷̷͢͡ ̧͠͝͏́m̷͢͝é҉͢͜͡?̶͠"

Just barely, Lord Narcissus, my condolences for your unfortunate mirror incident earlier in the day

Nacissus's voice rose a bit, echoing slightly.
U̶͡nf͜͏͜ór̴tun̡at̡e͘͞?҉ ̀͜Lo̶͜o͏k̷̨ ̸ą҉͢t̡̨ ̡͡m̸e!̸̕ ҉̨̀T̢ḩis ̶͢͠i̵s ̷͝t̡e͘͡rrib̴l̶͘͠ę̕.̵͝͝.̵̧͟.

*She meanders closer to the mirror, trying to hear him better*
I apologize for underestating your plight... I can't even imagine how terrible it must be.
*sitting close to the mirror she folds her knees beneath her and makes herself comfortable*
perhaos it would be better if you had someone to keep you company?

P͇͍̱̱͕͎͕̘̻̥̟̥̱͇̗͋͗͊̈̄̾̍̄͌ͭ́̍ͯͨͮͭe̗̥̘̗͆͋ͬ̓́ͥ͊̓̇̎̎ͤͥ̿ͬͩṛ̜̱̥̝̻̗̣͙̇̈́͗ͣ̐ͣ́̒̍̊̈h̖̹̻̜ͯͤ̽̉̌̓̅̈ͤ̍̆ͥͤ̅̉̑ͅạ̜͇̹̞͔̖͉ͧ͊̅͗͑̂̓ͭ́̑ͤ̄ͥ̚̚ͅp̤̰͖̟̬̘̬̟͈̊ͭ̈́̒̇̌͛ș̯͓̟̼̞͖̪̤̬͖̂͐̿͒̍̆͛ͣͥͣ̂̏̉̔̑,͙̙͕̯̝̲̈ͦ̄̉̅̆̓ͤ̃͐̑̈̇͋͂̚ͅ ̠̘͍̹̮̮͙̤̳̻̣͔̮̞͉̣̻̹̄̉ͮ̽̇́ͧ̈́̆̈p̯͍̱͎̠͓̗̝͍̫̳͈̜͇͍͙̝ͦ̇ͧͯ̾̓ͥ̈̓͌̔̾e͕̬̣̹̪̞̩ͤͨ͂̒̍r̟̲͖̘͓̟̻̪͍͙̆̽͌͐̾̄̍͋̃́͆h̩̪̱̩̥̭̹̓ͧ͆ͮ̓ͣ͑ͯ̅̂̅̋́̾͒ͯͩͅȧ͉͎̬̥̯̫̝͇͕̱͖̲̰̺͈̟̈́̑̔̔p̪͕̟̥ͫͬ͑̓s͕̰̯͚͎̘͇̙̙̹̮͕̩͕͓̹̳ͫ̽̐̿ ̳͚̩̟͎͍̠ͤ̒̐̔͛̓̒ͦn͔̻̘͑̉̋̍o͙̹̯ͫͬ͐̓̍̿̓t̥͓̯͈̗ͪ̿͋̓ͯ͂̒͌̇̔̏̐!͇̣̹͎̠̘̯̫͈̼͎̆̇̎͗̆̈̈́ͦ͋̂̈́ ̭̥̥͇̤̩̝̼̥ͤ̉̐͑̒̐̽̊ͭ̂̍͒ͪ̈́͗̈̓̋I̞͖̪͎̪̥͂̀͒̒͛ͣͧ̾̂̾̄̿ͯ̓̐̍ͣͣ̆ͅ'͉̭̱̲̥̹͕̰͔̀ͮ̑̉̈͛ͮd̞͖̟̰̼̻̯̻̖͈͕̏̂ͮ̇̇̔͑̆͌̾ͪ̓̚ ̩̣̭͚̙̹̮̮͔̝͙̯̬̼͊̏ͥ́m̙͍̜͎̤͙͇̰̦̭͖̭ͬͣ̓̆̉̐̾̄̋́̔ͭͬ̎͌ͧ̓̽ͪͅu̞̱͈̲̺̻͙̬̾ͥ̒̐̐͐̍͒ͅc͎̫̪̪̠̘̙̩̩͓̹̪̐ͭ̓ͧ̄ͥ̀̌̈́̄̄͒̒ͩ͒h̗̯̖̅̿̂̐ ̮͚̪ͬͨ̅ͬ̑̈ͅp̞̠͈̥̦̐͗̽̅̒͂̋ͨr͉̟̲̣̓ͮͦ̀̾ͩͤͬ̀̄ͧͧͫ̂̀ͧͤe̘̦̪̣̖͕̱͎͉̗̞̭̥̼͙ͤ͗ͬ̈̋ͨ̏͋͆f̹̘͉͂ͮ̾͂͑ͦͪ̐̐ͨ̔̀ͧ͌ͬ̊ͦͅē̖̘̥͎̗̣̖̜͉̫̱̔́̓ͩͯ̔̌̓ͫ̓ͥͅr̩̫̼̰͙̍ͫ̏͒ͬ̊͋̀ͧ̏ ̳̩͚̱͖̞̲̣̩̭̯͍̦͍̖̞̘̱͊͊̉͛́̋̾͆̒̈ͣͫ̉͊ͫ̃t̘̗̦̱͚̭͉̳͎̮̟̯͚̹͗͑͌̾͌̐̂ͤ̿͑ͯ͋ọ̺̩͇̲̱͕͔͍͇̥́ͯ̉̍̔̄ ̻̪͓͉̜͇̆͗̀̎ͤ́̄ͪͧ̊ͥ̐͆͆̚̚ͅb̺̮̦̟̻̘̫̭̠͕̗̮̄͒͒̓̎ͣ̋̓̐͛̇̈ͭͅe͚͓̲̞̩̘̳̥̞̼͔̋̎̈́ͧ ͖̱͇͇͉͓̲̜̇̅̅̊͒̂̂l̩̳̦̲̺͔͚͉̘̰͉͉̼̳̠̩̭͊̈́̽ͮ̆ͨ̂͒͋ͦ̇ͥ͊̌̓̏e̻̩̳̘̜͓̺͖̘̺̳̎̋ͤͦͤ̍ͬͣ̊̓ͥ̚̚t̖̬̱̻̫͍̹̠̘͈̺̼̒ͮ̇ͣͥͅ ̪͎̞͔̘̥͇̣̩̙̟̹͉͍͔̱̬̱ͬͨͩ̃̑͆ͯ͆́̔̔́́o̫̖̹̻̯̺̣̱̤͖̤̦̔͗̃̍̊̃ͪ̄͑ͮ̓̊͋̚u̞̪̜̖̳͖̤̺̮̹͕̼̖̻͋͐̉ͣ͐̔͑ͤͥ͒ͬͯͅt͈͚̩̣̟ͬ͆ͪ̓̌͊̒̎ ̲͙̩̣̅͐̔͐̿̎͐͂ͥͯ̈́̃̚̚o͔̞͉͚̟̞͓͇̟̮̦͕̣̥͉̫͛ͤ̎͂̌ͨͩ̌f͎̟͈̯̤̂͗̄͒̿ͨͦ̄̋̌̉ͨ̿̚ ̩̹̝͕̳̪̫͖̻ͣ̊ͨ̂͛̆̐̈̚t͔͍̺̺̹̟̙̥̲̜͙͖ͫ̎̎ͮ͗ͤ͛͊͆̾̊͋̊͛ͭ͆ͬh͈̦͖͖̱̦̲̘ͣͤͭ̽ͯͮ̉͋͐̐ͯͥ̋i̮̮̫̞̤̝̻̞̝̘̯̗̤ͯ͂̿͋͒̑ͣ̋̓̉ͮ̉͑ͩ̂s̬̞̪̰̝̘̭̩̳̤̟̼̗̀ͣ̐̆ͩ͂͋͒̃̂̌͛͋ͬ̾̊ͥ̚̚ ̝͉̺̖̩͉̰͕͉̑͂̃͐ͤ̋ͮͤ̍̆͌̚p̞͎̱̱̖͖̼̬̞͖͔̥̙̱͎̪͋̿̒̑ͪ͑ͧ͆̌͂̊͐̄̈́̓ͨ̀ͅl̜̜͖͇̞̦͓͍̙̥͍̜̹̫͚̖ͫͫͪͅa͔̫̻̝͙͖̳̱͙̘͙̖͈̗͆̒ͮͬ̀ͅc̖̗̳͕̣͍̠͆ͥ͊͛̒̂̌̐͑̽͒̀͊ͤ̓ͫ̄̄ͅë̯̙͙̹͙̗̯̭̗͔̰̳̘̥̥́ͬ̆̍͛̃ͫ̓̒̊̓̽̑̎̚!̗̠͎̬̟͎ͪ̇ͣ̌̽͛ ͇͓̮̫ͬ̏̋͐̏̒̌ͭ̓̆ͨͦ̀̓ͥ̓̌S̞̟̟̯̋̈́͑͌͊̌̔ͥͬͫ̂u͉͎̣̜̰̻̫̙͈̪͚̥͓̽ͧͫ̆ͩ̃̈̈͂r̪͖̳̟̭̼̪͋̿͒͂͌̏e͖̻̮̤̎ͯ̐̄̄ͥ̿͂͊̔̾̈̀ͪ̒ͥl̦̣͓̫̪͓͉̯̜̟̪̝̰̣̆͋ͮ̓ͧ̊͆͊ͪ̄̍͊̍̿̎̅y̱̩̥͔͓̰̥̘͑̓̂̽̌ͥ̄̍ ̙̟̲͙̺͔̠͍̩̜̲̝̲̮͕͊̽͂̐̌͑̎͆̂ͫ́͂̉̉͆͆͐̒t͙̯͇͎͎̗̭ͦ͑͗h̦͇̺̠͖̳̦͈̤͚̗̄͋ͥͣͣ̈́̉ͦ̔ͮ̅̌ͣ̍e͈̦͔̖̝̋̑ͫͦͫ̃ͣ̓̓r͍̯̹̼̝͉̘̹̦̂͐ͯ͒̍͌̚̚ë͈̱͈̹͙̳̝ͨ̃̇ͣ͌̒̿ ̗̟͇̰̝̰̱͈̖̫͓̮̗̻͎͕̮̔̏͆͛ͣͩ̅́͗ͯ̽̈͗̚ͅḿ̭̫̬̮͎͍̟̘̩̼̤̰͓̫̦̎ͯ̇̾̓ͫ̊̂ͩ̉̆ͭ̉ͪu̻̘̪̼̳̩̹̼̻̾̈̍́͐ͫͭ͐̂̓̌ͩs̥̟̠̝̦̬̟͓͇̝̝͋͌͆͐ͅt̫̘͕̦̰̉́ͧͯ̒͆͑̎ͫͨͅ ͉͚̻̫̤͕̩̼͈̝͕͙͙̜̭̊̉̊̐̂b̦̦͇̤̣͚̱͆͗̌ͯͬ̈́́̑̏͗͒ͯͬè̲͉̠̞̞̿͗̏̏͒̔ ̳̝͉͎̗̣̼͙̗̠̼̮͔͓͖̹̼̮ͬ̌̒̏s͍̲̬̥͎̦͚̝̭͔͎ͮͤͫͬͪ̔̊͆̉̈́̒̌̿ͣ̈̂͌ö̝̳̯͍̩̘̌́ͦ̋̓̃̆ͨ̃͗m͎̙̥͔͓͉̞̪̖̔̒̅̃̾e̥̹̞̼͎̲̤͍̯͚̠͇̫̦̯̻̐͌̏ͩͫͧ̈́̃͌ͭ̈́̋̿̾̂͗̈ ̭̠̞̙̪̪̹̜̖̼͕̜̼͚̹̟̇̏͆̊̈́̋ͫ́̓̒ͫ̽͌w̫͙̯̝̹̮̥͖̝͇̣̤̹͉͇̮̗͎͚ͦ̆̉̓a͚̺͇̰̬̮͓̬̫̺͂̓̈́̋̎̒̐ͨ̎̉ͣ͆̌͌͗̐͂̚ý̟̩̫̯͇̯̖̝̐̂͆̂̄ͬ̈ͯ̑ͫ͑ͪ́͋͆̆ͩ?͈͓̞̥̘̦̄́ͣ͑̉ͮ͛

[Valkyrie Gauge]

Con Vallian

Con Vallian

Con Vallian

Laying out beneath a grapevine, sprawled in several directions with a glistening trickle of drool seeping out from the corner of his gaping mouth, Con snored away peacefully in the grass and soil. Neither the sunshine nor revelry could not rouse the slumbering demigod as he nestled himself against the mossy bed he had made himself. In his fevered dream world he reached out with a clawing gesture towards an empty bottle of wine that wobbled back and forth on it's side. Finally grabbing hold of the vacant vestle, he drug it to his lips and suckled at the uncorked head in vain. After a few moments of exerted effort, his bleary eyes fluttered open and a dejected groan rumbled from deep in his throat. Pushing himself up from the settled ground, he rubbed at his head and smacked his lips a few times to clear the flavor of sleep from his mouth. Looking around he recalled the last thing he did before his memory went blurry was opening a bottle of rose wine in a majestic garden ball. Looking down at his garb he seemed to be clad in a royal purple toga with a black waist wrap, blanketed by his green leather cloak, gold and saffron decorated. "Ugh... I look like my father..." he muttered

"And that's a bad thing," a girl asked, walking over and kneeling down.

[Fiona Underhill]

Episcopi Narcissus

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Episcopi Narcissus

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Episcopi Narcissus

The ghostly form of Narcissus appears behind a mirror in the gardens...
"H̛̀e͜͠ĺ̛͘͢ĺ̸͝ǫ̡̛͘?̴̧̧͢͝ ͜͢C҉á́̕͘͡n҉́̕͢ ̢͞͠͠á̴̡͘͠n̶̸͞y̨͘͢͝o͏̛ǹ̀͢͡e̛͢ ̢̨̧͢͠h̷͝e҉́͘͢͞a̷̴̡͝r̷̷͢͡ ̧͠͝͏́m̷͢͝é҉͢͜͡?̶͠"

Just barely, Lord Narcissus, my condolences for your unfortunate mirror incident earlier in the day

Nacissus's voice rose a bit, echoing slightly.
U̶͡nf͜͏͜ór̴tun̡at̡e͘͞?҉ ̀͜Lo̶͜o͏k̷̨ ̸ą҉͢t̡̨ ̡͡m̸e!̸̕ ҉̨̀T̢ḩis ̶͢͠i̵s ̷͝t̡e͘͡rrib̴l̶͘͠ę̕.̵͝͝.̵̧͟.

*She meanders closer to the mirror, trying to hear him better*
I apologize for underestating your plight... I can't even imagine how terrible it must be.
*sitting close to the mirror she folds her knees beneath her and makes herself comfortable*
perhaos it would be better if you had someone to keep you company?

"P͇͍̱̱͕͎͕̘̻̥̟̥̱͇̗͋͗͊̈̄̾̍̄͌ͭ́̍ͯͨͮͭe̗̥̘̗͆͋ͬ̓́ͥ͊̓̇̎̎ͤͥ̿ͬͩṛ̜̱̥̝̻̗̣͙̇̈́͗ͣ̐ͣ́̒̍̊̈h̖̹̻̜ͯͤ̽̉̌̓̅̈ͤ̍̆ͥͤ̅̉̑ͅạ̜͇̹̞͔̖͉ͧ͊̅͗͑̂̓ͭ́̑ͤ̄ͥ̚̚ͅp̤̰͖̟̬̘̬̟͈̊ͭ̈́̒̇̌͛ș̯͓̟̼̞͖̪̤̬͖̂͐̿͒̍̆͛ͣͥͣ̂̏̉̔̑,͙̙͕̯̝̲̈ͦ̄̉̅̆̓ͤ̃͐̑̈̇͋͂̚ͅ ̠̘͍̹̮̮͙̤̳̻̣͔̮̞͉̣̻̹̄̉ͮ̽̇́ͧ̈́̆̈p̯͍̱͎̠͓̗̝͍̫̳͈̜͇͍͙̝ͦ̇ͧͯ̾̓ͥ̈̓͌̔̾e͕̬̣̹̪̞̩ͤͨ͂̒̍r̟̲͖̘͓̟̻̪͍͙̆̽͌͐̾̄̍͋̃́͆h̩̪̱̩̥̭̹̓ͧ͆ͮ̓ͣ͑ͯ̅̂̅̋́̾͒ͯͩͅȧ͉͎̬̥̯̫̝͇͕̱͖̲̰̺͈̟̈́̑̔̔p̪͕̟̥ͫͬ͑̓s͕̰̯͚͎̘͇̙̙̹̮͕̩͕͓̹̳ͫ̽̐̿ ̳͚̩̟͎͍̠ͤ̒̐̔͛̓̒ͦn͔̻̘͑̉̋̍o͙̹̯ͫͬ͐̓̍̿̓t̥͓̯͈̗ͪ̿͋̓ͯ͂̒͌̇̔̏̐!͇̣̹͎̠̘̯̫͈̼͎̆̇̎͗̆̈̈́ͦ͋̂̈́ ̭̥̥͇̤̩̝̼̥ͤ̉̐͑̒̐̽̊ͭ̂̍͒ͪ̈́͗̈̓̋I̞͖̪͎̪̥͂̀͒̒͛ͣͧ̾̂̾̄̿ͯ̓̐̍ͣͣ̆ͅ'͉̭̱̲̥̹͕̰͔̀ͮ̑̉̈͛ͮd̞͖̟̰̼̻̯̻̖͈͕̏̂ͮ̇̇̔͑̆͌̾ͪ̓̚ ̩̣̭͚̙̹̮̮͔̝͙̯̬̼͊̏ͥ́m̙͍̜͎̤͙͇̰̦̭͖̭ͬͣ̓̆̉̐̾̄̋́̔ͭͬ̎͌ͧ̓̽ͪͅu̞̱͈̲̺̻͙̬̾ͥ̒̐̐͐̍͒ͅc͎̫̪̪̠̘̙̩̩͓̹̪̐ͭ̓ͧ̄ͥ̀̌̈́̄̄͒̒ͩ͒h̗̯̖̅̿̂̐ ̮͚̪ͬͨ̅ͬ̑̈ͅp̞̠͈̥̦̐͗̽̅̒͂̋ͨr͉̟̲̣̓ͮͦ̀̾ͩͤͬ̀̄ͧͧͫ̂̀ͧͤe̘̦̪̣̖͕̱͎͉̗̞̭̥̼͙ͤ͗ͬ̈̋ͨ̏͋͆f̹̘͉͂ͮ̾͂͑ͦͪ̐̐ͨ̔̀ͧ͌ͬ̊ͦͅē̖̘̥͎̗̣̖̜͉̫̱̔́̓ͩͯ̔̌̓ͫ̓ͥͅr̩̫̼̰͙̍ͫ̏͒ͬ̊͋̀ͧ̏ ̳̩͚̱͖̞̲̣̩̭̯͍̦͍̖̞̘̱͊͊̉͛́̋̾͆̒̈ͣͫ̉͊ͫ̃t̘̗̦̱͚̭͉̳͎̮̟̯͚̹͗͑͌̾͌̐̂ͤ̿͑ͯ͋ọ̺̩͇̲̱͕͔͍͇̥́ͯ̉̍̔̄ ̻̪͓͉̜͇̆͗̀̎ͤ́̄ͪͧ̊ͥ̐͆͆̚̚ͅb̺̮̦̟̻̘̫̭̠͕̗̮̄͒͒̓̎ͣ̋̓̐͛̇̈ͭͅe͚͓̲̞̩̘̳̥̞̼͔̋̎̈́ͧ ͖̱͇͇͉͓̲̜̇̅̅̊͒̂̂l̩̳̦̲̺͔͚͉̘̰͉͉̼̳̠̩̭͊̈́̽ͮ̆ͨ̂͒͋ͦ̇ͥ͊̌̓̏e̻̩̳̘̜͓̺͖̘̺̳̎̋ͤͦͤ̍ͬͣ̊̓ͥ̚̚t̖̬̱̻̫͍̹̠̘͈̺̼̒ͮ̇ͣͥͅ ̪͎̞͔̘̥͇̣̩̙̟̹͉͍͔̱̬̱ͬͨͩ̃̑͆ͯ͆́̔̔́́o̫̖̹̻̯̺̣̱̤͖̤̦̔͗̃̍̊̃ͪ̄͑ͮ̓̊͋̚u̞̪̜̖̳͖̤̺̮̹͕̼̖̻͋͐̉ͣ͐̔͑ͤͥ͒ͬͯͅt͈͚̩̣̟ͬ͆ͪ̓̌͊̒̎ ̲͙̩̣̅͐̔͐̿̎͐͂ͥͯ̈́̃̚̚o͔̞͉͚̟̞͓͇̟̮̦͕̣̥͉̫͛ͤ̎͂̌ͨͩ̌f͎̟͈̯̤̂͗̄͒̿ͨͦ̄̋̌̉ͨ̿̚ ̩̹̝͕̳̪̫͖̻ͣ̊ͨ̂͛̆̐̈̚t͔͍̺̺̹̟̙̥̲̜͙͖ͫ̎̎ͮ͗ͤ͛͊͆̾̊͋̊͛ͭ͆ͬh͈̦͖͖̱̦̲̘ͣͤͭ̽ͯͮ̉͋͐̐ͯͥ̋i̮̮̫̞̤̝̻̞̝̘̯̗̤ͯ͂̿͋͒̑ͣ̋̓̉ͮ̉͑ͩ̂s̬̞̪̰̝̘̭̩̳̤̟̼̗̀ͣ̐̆ͩ͂͋͒̃̂̌͛͋ͬ̾̊ͥ̚̚ ̝͉̺̖̩͉̰͕͉̑͂̃͐ͤ̋ͮͤ̍̆͌̚p̞͎̱̱̖͖̼̬̞͖͔̥̙̱͎̪͋̿̒̑ͪ͑ͧ͆̌͂̊͐̄̈́̓ͨ̀ͅl̜̜͖͇̞̦͓͍̙̥͍̜̹̫͚̖ͫͫͪͅa͔̫̻̝͙͖̳̱͙̘͙̖͈̗͆̒ͮͬ̀ͅc̖̗̳͕̣͍̠͆ͥ͊͛̒̂̌̐͑̽͒̀͊ͤ̓ͫ̄̄ͅë̯̙͙̹͙̗̯̭̗͔̰̳̘̥̥́ͬ̆̍͛̃ͫ̓̒̊̓̽̑̎̚!̗̠͎̬̟͎ͪ̇ͣ̌̽͛


͇͓̮̫ͬ̏̋͐̏̒̌ͭ̓̆ͨͦ̀̓ͥ̓̌S̞̟̟̯̋̈́͑͌͊̌̔ͥͬͫ̂u͉͎̣̜̰̻̫̙͈̪͚̥͓̽ͧͫ̆ͩ̃̈̈͂r̪͖̳̟̭̼̪͋̿͒͂͌̏e͖̻̮̤̎ͯ̐̄̄ͥ̿͂͊̔̾̈̀ͪ̒ͥl̦̣͓̫̪͓͉̯̜̟̪̝̰̣̆͋ͮ̓ͧ̊͆͊ͪ̄̍͊̍̿̎̅y̱̩̥͔͓̰̥̘͑̓̂̽̌ͥ̄̍ ̙̟̲͙̺͔̠͍̩̜̲̝̲̮͕͊̽͂̐̌͑̎͆̂ͫ́͂̉̉͆͆͐̒t͙̯͇͎͎̗̭ͦ͑͗h̦͇̺̠͖̳̦͈̤͚̗̄͋ͥͣͣ̈́̉ͦ̔ͮ̅̌ͣ̍e͈̦͔̖̝̋̑ͫͦͫ̃ͣ̓̓r͍̯̹̼̝͉̘̹̦̂͐ͯ͒̍͌̚̚ë͈̱͈̹͙̳̝ͨ̃̇ͣ͌̒̿ ̗̟͇̰̝̰̱͈̖̫͓̮̗̻͎͕̮̔̏͆͛ͣͩ̅́͗ͯ̽̈͗̚ͅḿ̭̫̬̮͎͍̟̘̩̼̤̰͓̫̦̎ͯ̇̾̓ͫ̊̂ͩ̉̆ͭ̉ͪu̻̘̪̼̳̩̹̼̻̾̈̍́͐ͫͭ͐̂̓̌ͩs̥̟̠̝̦̬̟͓͇̝̝͋͌͆͐ͅt̫̘͕̦̰̉́ͧͯ̒͆͑̎ͫͨͅ ͉͚̻̫̤͕̩̼͈̝͕͙͙̜̭̊̉̊̐̂b̦̦͇̤̣͚̱͆͗̌ͯͬ̈́́̑̏͗͒ͯͬè̲͉̠̞̞̿͗̏̏͒̔ ̳̝͉͎̗̣̼͙̗̠̼̮͔͓͖̹̼̮ͬ̌̒̏s͍̲̬̥͎̦͚̝̭͔͎ͮͤͫͬͪ̔̊͆̉̈́̒̌̿ͣ̈̂͌ö̝̳̯͍̩̘̌́ͦ̋̓̃̆ͨ̃͗m͎̙̥͔͓͉̞̪̖̔̒̅̃̾e̥̹̞̼͎̲̤͍̯͚̠͇̫̦̯̻̐͌̏ͩͫͧ̈́̃͌ͭ̈́̋̿̾̂͗̈ ̭̠̞̙̪̪̹̜̖̼͕̜̼͚̹̟̇̏͆̊̈́̋ͫ́̓̒ͫ̽͌w̫͙̯̝̹̮̥͖̝͇̣̤̹͉͇̮̗͎͚ͦ̆̉̓a͚̺͇̰̬̮͓̬̫̺͂̓̈́̋̎̒̐ͨ̎̉ͣ͆̌͌͗̐͂̚ý̟̩̫̯͇̯̖̝̐̂͆̂̄ͬ̈ͯ̑ͫ͑ͪ́͋͆̆ͩ?͈͓̞̥̘̦̄́ͣ͑̉ͮ͛"

Well, I hear tell that the answers to riddles will free you, so I'm afraid you will just have to exersize your patience until the solutions are found. And if you wish me to go-
*she stands abruptly, but does not leave the mirror yet*
then I will happily take my leave
*she awaits his response*

[LadyvonCrumplebottom]

Carpe Noctem Vixen

PelvicUnicorns

It had been a while since she had been able to come around, but PelvicUnicorns finally found the garden area. Though much to her dismay, the area adorned with crimson roses appeared crowded and vibrant with the hustle and bustle of Gaian social life.

Such a sight grew a feeling of discomfort and nervousness for the naturally introverted girl, but decided to head over to a vacant sofa she spotted up against a wall where she could sit and observe the area. Curse the life of a wall flower..

Noctem turns to PelvicUnicorns. Noctem is not usually the most social butterfly, however the atmosphere makes her want to interact a bit more. "Hello, how are you? You looked a bit bored on the couch alone?"

PelvicUnicorns, caught off guard within her observations, jumped slightly. "Oh, sorry about that!" She stood up back on her feet, facing the fellow guest. "Doing well, thank you. I'm just testing the waters, seeing what's what and such!"

[CapePerson]

Scarfperson

CapePerson

I fingered my book absently, smiling as I turned back to our sister. He seemed troubled, but not like the one guy had been. I sighed contentedly.
"I think it'll be alright, T. I think it will be alright." And I had hopes it would be.

I clapped my hands together decisively, "I guess I better go introduce myself formally in a few minutes if al goes well then" searching my mental index of riddles
"in the meantime heres an easy one. What gets wet while drying?"

"Oh, wait, wait, you've asked me that one before. A towel, right?" I smiled. This was a common occurance.