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((I wonder if Riser will kill anyone. That would make this scene actually fit with how everything else always seems to go in the school, lol. Disastrous and destructive. c: ))

The corner of Dymetri's mouth lifted.
The party was alive after Lin and her clone came together in a surprisingly great outcome. That usually didn't happen, at least in Mystic Fountain...
They ran toward the center of the party which was, quite literally, Riser.
Dymetri silently followed the two girls with his eyes while occupying himself with one of the guests by the edge of the lake.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" he asked the boy who sat upon the naked ground. He looked at him and gave him a warm smile. "Welcome. I'm Marcos, what's your name?"


((It's Quentin's first time to shine! Lol.))

((Check this out, its crazy and actually really funny. Just watch and be amazed by the intricacy of these bastards footwork :O))

((Of Troglodytes and Men))

(rawr i finally make my return to MFHS whee though its been way to long sweatdrop ive been fighting a war on writers block this whole time which was brought on by the stress of making sure i actually graduated this year gonk but anyways time for me to post blaugh )

Shintero lay on his back of his dragon formed with an earth spell looking up at the sky. He was finally returning from taking Kindra to her new school Bai Ching. Its been a while since hes been back at the school and so he lays their wondering what has changed since then.

He decided to sit up when he started to hear the faint noise of music and when he looked down below infront of him he saw that he was almost their. As he got closer he discovered the source of the music being what appeared to be a party down below by the lake. "Looks like fun maybe ill drop in later."

Since it has been a long time since he's been a the school he had already decided the first thing he was going to do was to visit Ophi. He decided to land somewhere so he wouldn't cause a distraction at the party. Shintero was quickly on his way to Ophi's room once he had landed. Once their he knocked on the door before entering, letting Ophi know that someone was coming in.

((DEAR GOD DRAGONTAMER WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG))

Ophi, in his classroom grading papers, casually beckoned with his hand, causing the door to open from afar. The healer looked up, and almost dropped his pen - he was staring at Shintero.

"Shintero! You're back!" He stood up, smiling, and motioned for the boy to come in. "How was your trip?"

Ophi just chuckled. "I don't have a clue, but they're having fun and playing nice, which is a rare thing these days." He picked up his pen and went back to grading papers.

"If your long story needs an audience, I'm here for a while. Or..." He trailed off, and just shrugged. "How was Bai Ching?"

Dymetri gave the guest a crooked, yet pleasant, smile. "Pleasure to meet you, Quentin."

His golden flecks clashed with Quentin's emerald orbs and Dymetri realized just how pleasant his company was. Just the close proximity... for some reason, it was delightful.

Dymetri grinned and nodded at the question. "Yes, I'm a new student at Mystic Fountain. It was decided that hosting a party would be the perfect way to meet some of the people in this school and to break any ice. And I think it's working, if I do say so myself. Although, it wasn't my idea."
His eye caught a glimpse of Quentin's earrings and his face changed from amiable to slight wonder. Dymetri reached out and fingered his earrings. "Was there any pain?" he asked. "I've been thinking about getting some, myself. Just as you have it, except with only two silver. Gold makes my undesirable characteristics conspicuous," he added with a small smile. Dymetri had his ear pierced with two small silver earrings, before he died. Marcos didn't have any piercings. It was at that moment when Dymetri realized just how naked his face must seem. He dropped his hand.

Another guest slightly bumped into Dymetri, making him step a bit closer to Quentin and giving him the opportunity to catch his scent. He smelled of the nature around them, he realized, except much more concentrated. Then, he noticed something.

"Did you just arrive here, Quentin?" he asked, his tone eloquent. "You don't have my complimentary flower on you."

((I wonder... Stick with True Blood and add vampire's ultimate fascination for fairies ? xD)
''A party to break the ice ? Well that's quite the idea there isn't it ?'' Quentin mumbled. The mention of coldness and shattered winter wasn't a favorite topic to him. Spending time as a willow, feeling your roots freeze until the new hope of spring was a rather traumatic experience. He imperceptibly backed out when Dymetri reached out his hands to wonder at his earrings. Not a touch-and-feel person. Was it strange to have metallic jewelry ? He wanted to touch his smaller golden one now, just to be sure it was still there. Gold was such a noble element. So much wars was fought, such fascination over gold. ''Pain ? I guess not. It's been such a long time since I've had this ear pierced, maybe my teeth clenched but after one, two others aren't much of threat. I wonder why your aversion of gold, it has been the subject of many legends and quests. Undesirable characteristics are only things that add more to a person.''

Did his answer satisfy his newly met acquaintance ? Did he hint at his question ? Quentin felt a bit unease. Especially since Marcos seemed rather overly curious. He was practically whispering his next answer, looking down ashamed. ''Just arrived here ? Well that's an understatement. I've nearly traveled hundred of miles, following instructions from fairies and pixies everywhere to get here. I got lost for quite a while. I guess I was lucky. Your complimentary flower you say ? Hmm. Seems I'll have to get one for myself. I wouldn't want to go against the host's wishes.'' He looked up, grinning. ''I'm pretty picky about flowers though. I appreciate only certain kinds of nature but maybe make an exception for such hospitality. I feel bad dropping in at such a short notice as it is.'' He crouched down, putting his hand on the ground. He blinked, making a white rose rise. It looked delicate as he picked it up before pinning it on his chest. ''That should do it.''

Quentin sipped at his drink, finishing what was left in his glass. Would he like a refill ? Smelling the essence of alcohol, he deferred. He reached into his pocket, pulling a small vial containing a smelly violet liquid. Feeling a rather inquisitive look, he explained himself. ''Just something to boost my energy. You see, there's some continuous spells that I like to keep on. Seems that I have my own conspicuous aspect that should be kept hidden.'' He put back the empty tube in his vest. ''Tell me Marcos, you look rather knowledgeable. Know if there are any dungeons over here ? Fire-breathing creatures ? Unbreathable gunks of black air ? I'd like to get a grip at what I'm getting into; coming at this school. Never was much of a student; I spend my time travelling to nowhere you see, gathering things.''