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While she would have preferred to looped her arm through his, the Enchantress found herself somewhat shocked and yet mildly intrigued by his forwardness. Until now she had become accustomed to being the one to make the first move, which at times may or may not include the use of her magic, which is why she found Sonic’s advances surprising and yet oddly enjoying the change of pace.

Rather than swat his hand away or step aside to maintain some distance between them, the Enchantress allowed his hand to rest where it was and instead glanced up at him noting that her head, even with heels on, barely cleared his shoulder height. Something she had, for a long time, viewed as a curse until her Grandfather had so lovingly told her that she was simply God’s gift to short men.

For a moment it seemed as if her searching gaze was trying to reveal the true identity of this knight who had rescued this damsel in distress from an evening of lonely wandering. That was, until she seemed to resign herself in not knowing and instead simply enjoy this masqueraded for what it was in the company of a stranger who had a charming enough smile to likely make most women swoon.

“Shall we?” She asked with an almost purr in her voice.

Captain

Some kid came up to get pizza, which was weird only because the little bugger didn't even bother saying hi or even bothering to enjoy any part of his magnificence, so Captain gave Key Wizard a baleful glower over the emptied out rim of yet another champagne glass before returning to chew noisily and with much gusto ate more pizza.

But then here was some other jackass coming up to crowd him outta his prize. This ginger mook with dumb hair started yammering at Tits McWhatsherSissa about him being her cat or somesuch nonsense and Captain was gonna have none of that garbage. "Meow."

He gave the Barkeep his best dumb cat look, then unloaded a huge amount of fur directly onto the refreshment table before jumping lightly onto Sissy's shoulders and taking a minute to sprawl there. "Alright Dollface, let's get going before Gingerbeer loses his s**t." To the Barkeep, the Mauvian winked and slid a forepaw down Narcissa's collar to rest over her breast, "You got cat hair on your food, bud. Real unsanitary spread."

[Captain will be accompanying Narcissa]







Vodka

Posturing. Presenting her best side, the woman continued to stick around. Vodka read all the signs being put out by his current companion and figured if nothing else, it would be a good time. Better than staring at portraits of long-dead Chauvets... "Nej." Was he slipping back into Swedish? Utterly awful, but he could feel his training kicking in through the champagne and his own stubborn will. "Liquor." That was more interesting, by far.

It was also not what she wanted to hear, by the slight pursing of her lips and the fluttering of a frown that passed over her face. "There are other floors..." Vodka leaned down, speaking low and blunt, vowels rounded and strangely held against the roof of his mouth. Her entire spiel had been an invitation, from moment one - he could do worse than to accept. "You would like finding one, yes?"

Cranberry

The warm wetness of tears shed on his neck evoked a pain in his chest. A tight squeezing that made each thud ache. Cranberry's hands hovered around Iduna before he pulled her tight. Their height difference was neglible; to hold her so made her feel closer than ever.

"I'm sorry. I should've told you," he muttered beside her ear. "I-I didn't know if you'd be interested in something like this, but I-I, damn, I was wrong. It''s good to see you, good to know you're here."

Cranberry thinned his lips. "Sorry, I'm no good at these things of things. T-telling people things. I'll try to, though. I'll really t-try—"

His words were cut off as a white flash zipped by him and into the gallery; a childish giggle bubbling up. Why did it sound so familiar? Cranberry blinked twice, unsure.

a-disgruntled-dragon

Narcissa/Viminal

Narcissa stepped back when she realised the fur bomb was about to happen and then looked at the Barkeep after Captain released shedagenadon. She shook her head, “and then there’s that. Now no one’s really doing to be able eat the pizza.”

Captain jumped on her shoulder and she just rolled her eyes shaking her head deciding she liked the sassy cat. She headed into the gallery and over to her brother who seemed to be enjoying the artefacts. “Hey aquaman, I seemed to have acquired a cat companion for the moment, “Captain this is aquaman, Aquaman this is Captain. Where’d the Bubblebee her off to?

Key Wizard, are you looking for the Gatekeeper? Or another slice of pizza? Either way, you're looking dapper as ever.







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Genevieve

The small lady of the gallery clapped her hands together, a bright smile crinkling the dimples on her face. She was looking distinctly more solid than when she'd given her speech on the stairwell, though parts of her still glowed translucent in the twinkling light. "Oh, splendid! There's so much history we could discuss--I'm the eighth of our line, going back--just--so many years, it's incomprehensible! I only knew the seventh Chauvet personally, but in my office there are so many books and private diaries and tomes--oh, my dear, you must see the library too. It's magnificent, my personal collection, it took so many years to curate, but I think it was well worth it in the end. Come come come, I'd be happy to give you a tour."

She motioned for Crystal and αρπάζω to follow, curls bouncing as she turned for the hall of portraits, but she paused just short of a jog, touching a hand to her chin. Her eyebrows quirked, and she tilted her head, and then her form flickered, glowing bright and then dim.

"Oh, no. No, this simply won't do." The glow around her brightened until it was searing to the eyes, and with a flash she disappeared.

Then, barely a flicker, a ball of white light zipped through the doors into the gallery.