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Melethia was a little distracted by her thoughts when Roy dipped her back. So when she came back up she wasn't paying enough attention and well just just say Roy didn't even see this coming. Her eyes widened and it was for a good reason. Her lips were locked with Roy's.

"Oh CRAP!" She yelled in her mind, "I'm kissing Roy!" Melethia wanted to pull away, but something was preventing her from doing so.

Rajin's ear twitched a bit when he heard Lethe commented about the party. Something must had ruffled her fur and he knew it couldn't be him. Was it something about the party that made her a sourpuss?

"Oh? And why today isn't your favorite?" The tiger asked as he looked around the buffet. So far, there were more pastries, fruits and vegetables, and less meat. Typical. This was what beorc usually do. And here he thought the party maybe quite different with laguz here. Guess some of the tradition were still the same as in Tellius.

He listened to her of how she promised her sister that she would be more sociable and dislike the dress she wore. If it wasn't a formal party, Rajin would have throw his head back and laughed. But instead, he let out a chuckled and smiled back at her.

"Let me guess. It was your sister's idea to make you wear the beorc dress?" Rajin asked as he set the plate down. Somehow, talking to the feline was more enjoyable than trying to get food. Rajin then took the pairs of shoes that Lethe was holding and lifted it up to his face to example as he leaned his other hand against the table.

"I don't know what made you decide to wear these beorc clothes. Judging from these shoes, they look quite painful to wear." He then lowered her shoes down as he cocked his head to Lethe. A smile was formed in his lips. "However, that dress you wear look quite stunning on you, even if it is a beorc clothing."

Just then, his ears perked a bit when he heard a music playing. That song was awfully fast to dance in a formal party. But then again, he wasn't fully accustomed to this new world's culture. Giving the shoes back to the owner, Rajin stood up and said, "The name's Rajin Cyphers. Would you like to dance with me?"

He was unsure if his fellow feline would find a laguz with surname awkward. Not all laguz would carry a last name. Well, he had his reason of having that surname. Odd, but reasonable enough for him to keep. However, what he did know was that he wasn't going to take no for an answer about the dance. There was a gleam in his eyes as he waited for her to answer.

Roy pulled away from her and left. That didn't go well. Melethia frowned.

"Oh that was stupid of me." She thought, "I just ruined my night. No I may have ruined more than that. I may have just ruined the chance I had to tell Roy how I feel. That was stupid of me!" She felt like she was going to cry. Melethia walked her way back to the bar. She wanted to get rid of her sorrow. A tear started to fall down her cheek.

"Can I..." She tried to say while trying to control her tears, "Can I get...another...vodka please?"

FD nodded silently to Nils in agreement as the bard told him he'd be back. After watching that moment between Melethia and Roy unfold, it looked like both participants needed some sort of consoling. And as Nils was leaving in search for the now missing Roy, Melethia was approaching the bar, on the verge of tears trickling down from her eyes, asking for another vodka.

"Oh, Mel," he told her in a concerned, albeit slightly drunken tone, "you can have all the vodka you want." He pulled a few bottles of vodka at once, handing Melethia one while carting the others with his free arm. He placed his hand over Melethia's shoulder, saying "you want to head outside to drink and talk? We can drink to the moon." Having his hand on her shoulder would simultaneously comfort her and allow him to walk in a straight line depending on how much she had had to drink already.

"Oh? And why today isn't your favorite?"
Lethe gave him a look that said you’re kidding right? You can’t tell? She let out a soft sigh before answering. “I am a proud laguz soldier. These beorc formalities have no use to me.”

He then chuckled amusedly and smiled. The cat was a bit confused by his enjoyment. Honestly it annoyed her, but she would tolerate it for tonight. Suddenly he started to speak again and took the purple strapped high heels from her hand in order to examine them. A cocky smile appeared on his face as the tiger complimented her. Lethe’s face grew slightly red from embarrassment. It wasn’t very often that she heard those words.

Rajin then handed back her shoes and asked her to dance. Here was her chance to prove to her sister that she had adapted. That she had become at least a little friendlier to others. “All right, Rajin. I’ll let you have this one dance,” she replied. Lethe’s thoughts were too preoccupied with showing her twin that she can be social to be concerned with the fact that he unusually had a last name.

Let the moonlight sign post shine through the clouds to me
____and show me which road to take
______No matter how close to breaking I am today....

I'll re-awaken the distant memory of that day______
So don't forget, keep it carved in your heart.

Somehow, being cured of his shyness was one thing Ephraim didn't believe could happen..not for a while at the very least. He ignored the comment of 'hottest thing here' and simply just went with it.

...

and of all places, Kishuna WOULD drag him to the very middle of the dance floor. He frowned slightly, looking down at his feet to know where he was stepping. Wow, when was the last time he did ballroom dance? The one to teach him was Lyon back when he went to visit Grado to finish up his work that he needed to catch up on. Who knew he would actually be using what was taught to him aside the way of the spear.

Of course, Ephraim didn't 'have to do the leading, that was all on the morph. Smooth..very smooth. "I don't know" the prince commented, replying to his 'fun' "You tell me" a smile formed on his lips. That soon disappeared when the oh so same butt grabbing routine came into play. Ephraim frowned slightly, but he couldn't help keep smiling at the morph.

After being introduced to the female feline laguz, and seeing that Tibarn had made his way to the part, Rath tried to depart the group. Tibarn left at probably one of the worst times, and all his duties only added more to Rath's plate of work. Needless to say, things were awkward at best. He harbored resentment for his former crewmate, but did not wish to show it. As Rath began to slowly creep off, he looked at the winged man and nodded his head, before turning and walking away. Perhaps they would speak another time.

When a moment or so had passed, the acting captain saw that Rhys and Vika were dancing. The fact that she was here made Rath cautious, for some reason. Nobody else seemed to mind, but of course, they did not know it was her who kidnapped Amara. The official story was that the raven who committed that act had died. (In a matter of speaking, she did) Still, some were aware, and they didn't mind. Nevertheless, Rath would remain wary.

Rath then watched her depart from the bishop, after they had finished. Noting that he was now alone, the nomad walked up to Rhys once more. "...A hosting contest, hm?" He said, stoically. "Interesting."

He acted as though it was not surprising that he had overheard the conversation. And, of course, it wasn't. Rath was used to having exceptional hearing. But to others, it must have made him simply look even more mysterious; to Rhys, this time.