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"That may be, undesirable characteristics are still characteristics. But not if they have possibly deadly consequences!" he chuckled. The light golden flecks in his eyes seemed to grow larger as time continued, becoming rings around Marcos's natural green eyes.
Dymetri waved off Quentin's reply. "Not at all, friend! In fact, that sounds like a rigorous journey. It'd do you well to catch some rest, even if it may be at a party. But, as you can see, my guests aren't fond of ruckus, so you'll be fine."
He has a great smile, was the thought at the back of Dymetri's mind.
"Certain kinds? And why is that, developed a fear for venus flytraps, have we?" he asked, amused.
You can't shut me up forever.
There has been a lot of things that I couldn't have done but I did.
Like manage to have a public girlfriend that you basically proposed to in front of the entire school yet flirt with some dude that smells like trees?
First off, boy, I'm not flirting. This is a friendly conversation. Secondly, you do not know the intensity of which I wish to rid myself of you and rid you of me. But, unlike your thoughts, death isn't on my to-do list.
In his mental gabble, he noticed his guest quicken the growth of a white rose and place it upon his chest. Picky about flowers? Dymetri searched through his memory to find what he knew about this particular kind. Innocence, silence, secrecy, youthfulness. No, this won't do.
"The flower is lovely, and you may settle it on yourself for the duration of the party, but I need you to understand the symbolic nature of my gifts." Dymetri created a crocus, much like the purple ones that he gave to the rest of the guests, but this one was white. "This represents the happiness I wish for you. The cheer I hope for you to have. We all need a bit, some more than others." His smile was calm and sincere as he handed Quentin the flower.
Soon after, his guest had finished his drink, and Dymetri wondered if it would be polite to offer him more of whatever he was drinking. As his mouth opened, he watched his guest pull out a vial and explain to him the reason for it.
"You've nothing to hide, Quentin. Each of us had something here that, maybe, we weren't proud of or didn't like to flaunt or show to others. Meeting others similar to us have changed most of us. I can't speak for everyone, but I know that I'm happier." He smiled as if to stress the statement.
"There are probably a few dungeons within Mystic Fountain. We have every type of creature here, so there's no wonder that one may fall toward the deep end. Fire-breathing? But of course, Quentin, I just mentioned 'every type of creature!' Our old Headmaster, Ialo Enlil, was half dragon, and don't dragons breathe fire? But you've nothing to worry about, if fire is your weakness, we don't usually harm one another. Unless they're a woman, then they'll do god knows what."
Dymetri spared one more glance toward Lin Yin and her clone-twin-thing. They were conversing with Maggie. He almost giggled.
At his mention of not experiencing school and his usual travel, Dymetri's heart almost paused. Perhaps this individual had more in common with his past life than he would have thought. He turned back to him with a slightly different look upon his eye, as if the friendly jib-jab was a cloak to hide the years, the wear and tear and the fact of his survival.
"My story is a rather confusing one, so I'll simply state that I understand. And I'll be your friend."

((So, did everyone forget there was a weird guy that licks his wounds in the middle of the lake?))
((Also, Lin, should the butterflies come now or after a few more posts?))

((Never heard a fairy curse? Well, they'll be getting an earful from Maggi then!))

Maggie stood in shock as Lin and Lin - ah, Alena - hugged her. A name. They had picked a name. A name that she said. The fairy broke into a stupid, silly smile. She did! She helped with a Naming!

"This... is... AWESOME!!!!" She jumped up and down excitedly, cheering for herself, whirled around a couple times, and grabbed Alena, swinging the elf in a circle with her.

((Thanks Cuwen ! I really love your twin plot =P))
Quentin readjusted his perfectly aligned glasses, cracking his cool behavior. He had already replaced the white rose, perhaps that particular flower could've held back some of its meaning, with the white crocus Marcos had given him. It was an interesting choice, especially the way he formulated its meaning. Youthful joy and merriment wasn't it ? Quentin smiled, beamed a bit even, the crocus was also known as the first ones to bloom in spring after all. That one was more for himself, his host wouldn't have possibly guessed already his woodlandish origins. He tempted following Marcos's earlier gaze, but remained focused.

''Thank you for the attention. I gladly honor your friendship and return you with my own. I'm confident about this school's policies, wouldn't want everyone to start shaking hell loose with all their powers, I won't worry much about my safety then. If you have time, maybe I can learn more about that story of yours and your possible aversion of gold.'' He paused, making a courteous nod. There was some noise farther back, cries of joy mixed with all sorts of jingle, somebody must've had received some good news.''Of course I-'' Quentin was cutted off by a young lady. He listened to her suggestion. Butterflies huh ? He'd joyfully love their presence right now. They were such admirable insects, present in many metaphors. Quentin was half expecting a handful of them flocking over him, because of his natural scent. Cutting off his wonders, he returned his attention to the girl.

She was the same or perhaps close to his apparent age. By the way she was holding Marcos, they were exceptionally close. A delicate couple.''A grand mood it is.'' Quentin allowed himself to talk, he crossed eyes with Dymetri. ''Have I known that I was keeping you off from such beautiful company, I wouldn't have showered you with so many details. Well milady, I suppose I'm in the presence of the co-host of this magnificent party.'' He slightly bowed, minding his manners. ''I'm Quentin. I can see that my new friend has already found his resolution in life.'' He harbored to idea of shuffling away, leaving them be. Besides, forming the word friend was strange. Consequences of leading a solitary life. Good thing they didn't see him moving around. Quentin wasn't exactly the graceful, ballet-like type that stories kept telling about his kind. It wasn't her intrusion that should be forgiven, but his own. ''You mentioned butterflies joining everyone ? That's a great idea.'' He smiled curtly, being more talkative than usual. ''I would love to see this.''

Alena was overjoyed with Maggie's own joy and giggled in delight as the fairy twirled her around in a circle. This was so much fun!

"Maggie, I have missed you greatly! I hope you make your presence known more frequently in the future!"

She started jumping up and down periodically as she twirled in a circle with Maggie.

*GASP*

Ace bolted upright in his cot in the clinic, sucking down as much air as seemed humanly possible. Letting it out more slowly than it entered, he began to scratch and grasp at his chest in pain. A moan of pain followed quickly thereafter; it felt as though someone was twisting a knife inside his heart.

His eyes darted around the room, blurs of color smashing into his conscious mind. Rapidly his irises were changing color, as though they were absorbing the shade of everything around him as he saw it.

There was a woman. A woman he had never met before, but he felt like he had. She had been speaking to him in his sleep. Carrying herself very much like his lost mother, the woman found it easy to mold and shape his very thoughts and actions.
'Kill them. All of them.'

With a guttural scream, Ace kicked off of the cot and lunged towards Ophiuchus.

{{There is... now a number 1 in front of each post... What is going on? lol}}

Before Lin could respond to Dymetri's question about the butterflies, a loud explosion sounded behind her. She gasped and jumped back in response to the sound. The water from her pendant immediately formed a barrier around her. Glancing at Dymetri, she was very surprised to see that his pendant had not done so as well. Maybe the sound had not startled him, so the pendant had not responded as Lin's had.

It didn't take long, though, for Lin to realize that the explosion was not harmful. In fact, it looked to be the type of explosion that came along with fireworks! Beautiful, glittering fireworks!

Lin gasped and began to grin brightly as the glitter fell around the entire party. Some even landed on the top of her barrier. When her pendant felt her relaxed, joyful state, it made the barrier fade, which in turn caused the glitter to fall on Lin. It covered her cheeks, shoulders, hair... She imagined that she really did look like a mythological elf from one of those fairy tails now. She sparkled just like the elves in some of those childhood storybooks. In fact, she started to remember a movie she had watched with friends at Bai Ching one time. It was actually a story broken up into three movies, and it was based on a book trilogy. It had many elves in it, and they seemed to almost glow or sparkle when they were on the screen. Something about a ring if she remembered correctly. Well, now she was certain that she looked even more like those mythological elves from that movie series. It was fun!

Lin held up her hands and caught some of the glitter that was still raining down from the sky. She giggled softly as it peppered her hands.

Then, another magnificent thing occurred. The butterflies that she and Dymetri had seen earlier, the very ones she had asked Dymetri if she should invite to the party soon, came flying grandly into the party. The mixture of colors and sparkles was extraordinary. Even Lin was speechless, and she had seen many grand things at her home! Even at Bai Ching, she could witness a magnificent light show each night on the lake. But right now, all of the magic and wonder she was seeing all around her was one of the most beautiful sights she had ever been blessed to see. She was so surprised that the butterflies had come to the party on their own accord! She was used to butterflies being quite skittish around other creatures. They tried to avoid them. Perhaps the magical glitter actually attracted them to this large gathering of people.

Lin turned her face toward Dymetri and smiled in awe. This was absolutely wonderful and she was so incredibly happy. This night couldn't possibly get any better.

((^I havent the slightest clue as to what the ******** shes talking about))