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Mid-conversation, Thackery gasped so hard that he choked on air, spluttering as he clapped his hands together.

"CONGRATULAAA~TIONS!" he called to them - or to Aymet, really. He had no actual idea who was getting married, but he was so happy for them.

Freya screamed hard and loud when Aymet started booming at them, but her screams turned into choked sounds when she realized what he was saying. There was nothing on her face that indicated she wanted anything that Aymet was selling, and she shook her head wildly, waving her hands out in front of her. Her mouth opened, and closed, and opened again.

And her stomach turned violently. She gave Kettil one single look of pleading, since he was the only one who knew just how easily it was to-

Yup. Freya hurled on Aymet's shoe.

As embarrassing as that was - and with her sister definitely not helping - Freya did the only thing she could do.

She backed away a few steps, turned, and ran out of the prom as fast as she could.

((EXIT BITCHES TAKE THAT))

At first, he thought perhaps the Insanity was toying with him. The voice wasn't unlike the others, soft and breathy by his ear. He tugged at the hem of his clothes, afraid of what it might mean. But the whisper continued, one he could unlike the others, actually discern. His eyes swept across the dance floor, before grabbing Ying quickly by the hand.

"Something ... something is wrong," he spoke, beginning forward as he led her along. A trail of footprints marked his path. "This way, I'm sorry Ying, I'll explain, I promise!"

[Exiting to battle with Ying]

Roch choked on a laugh--and grabbed Lark's hand before she could race off. "Nah--Freya just hurled on that guy's shoes an' ran, you're fine," he told her, tugging her into a hug before leaning down to kiss her temple. "Hey, I know where you're comin' from," he said right next to her ear. "I got your back. Now breathe. I only got a bit of time before I gotta run off an' entertain the crowd."

...

...

She didn't need to have extra senses to know that Aymet was doing something stupid.

"...Hold that thought, Chris." She murmured, holding up her hand just before awkwardly scampering off to stop Aymet from doing whatever stupid thing he was doing now.

She appeared just in time to see Freya hurl on his shoe and flee.

"...What the Jack are you doing, Aymet?"

Complicated feelings and the deeper meanings behind them would wait until later, much later. Tonight was about the both of them enjoying themselves and each other's company. A smile had returned to those dark lips as he met her gaze. She too stepped back at the song's end, but only so she could lift his arm before placing herself beneath it at his side, small hand sliding along his back before her thumb hooked around the far strap of his suspenders.

"I am certain I saw Shaheen and Shik, though they don't seem to be around anymore." She frowned as she scanned the crowd for the two war horsemen, then blinked as a voice boomed above the sound of the music. "A wedding?" She sniffed sharply, mismatched eyes narrowing slightly as she took in the scene. Surely the younglings were much too young for that sort of a bond. It had to be a joke, an act, something other then what it was.

Huddling closer to the guardian, the smallest of smirks came to life as the mare watched in mild amusement as the filly actually hurled on the yelling undead's shoes before turning tail and running. The foal followed only a moment after. "Not tonight," she mused, free hand coming up to toy with the moon stone gem that rested at her throat.

That interesting interruption over and done with, Nergui gave Soren's question some consideration as she gazed out into the room. "I saw a good number of our clansmen earlier, but they seem to have all wandered off at the moment." Her head tilted, lips twitching thoughtfully before an idea struck her. "I believe I saw a sign for photos, let's go have our's taken?" It'd be nice to have a nice little memento of the evening. Besides, photographs were one of the more amazing the denizens of Halloween had to offer.

"You can get a new owl later," he interrupted, turning away for the briefest moment to high-five Hel and get his nice armored boots thrown up on. "Look, I read the Official Amityville Student Council Manual cover to cover and it didn't say anything about not being able to marry people."

It was also just enough time for the two lovebirds to bolt.

"HEY COME ON YOU CAN'T BOTH RUN AWAY FROM YOUR OWN MARRIAGE!"



Amrita was answered by the blur of a blue and black shape launching into the air above the dancing crowd and flapping after the reapers....... and leaving Amrita to field a certain question all by herself.

[EXIT]

Wait, was there going to be a wedding? Olivia had no idea now, it would have been her first one ever too (she could have seen what one was all about, but now.. no) ;A;