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Junko started to laugh, except apparently this is a bad idea underwater. The ghoul was forced to let go of Nahm and flail to the surface, gasping for breath for a few seconds before she started to laugh again. "You're going to feel that later oh my jack!" She didn't even care that her hair was wet now. That was fun!

"I can help if you want, Nahm~." Junko offered with a grin, moving to sit in a shallow spot of the spring.

Efflo frowned, glancing at the group in the water. “It uh, wasn’t bad. The water itself is pleasant.”

The undead watched as she pulled the towel from her head, curious. He hadn’t seen her in the water… “Have you gone in?” he asked gently before a rather buxom boil interrupted them. He was chowing down rather messily on a large plate of food but Efflo’s blank stare was more of a deer in the headlights look, rather than any judgment of eating habits. Even though he’d come to a party, the horse still had not expected to really interact with anyone, especially not strangers. But not here the situation was and it took a moment for him to regain his composure.

“Er, uh, yes! It’s very nice,” he replied quietly, “Ah, no I haven’t tried anything yet.”

He glanced at Olivia, help!

TG just sat there on the floor where he had been, narrowing his eyes at the boils who got to touch and rub up against all the ghouls. Damnit, where was his snorkel? He had to get in on this. Not the head dunking of course, he wouldn't even get them into the water, but there had to be a way to do something.

For now he just sat there, puffy-cheeked pouting and looking for his snorkel.

Lily was not sure what a 'goo' was but they certainly looked impressive. She curtsied in reply and offered her own name, "Lily." Though what she was, was a card she kept close to her chest. Just in case.
She offered Nahm a pleasant little smile as he and Junko appeared to be flirting. Just a bit. Of this, Lily was certain.

Ahhh gorgeous, huh? Lily was going to remember this. She watched as Junko was unceremoniously carried over to be drenched and then Nahm soon followed resulting in a fantastic show of water which she instinctively edged away from.

She slooooowly tilted her head to the side at Nahm's playful threat, "Drastic how?" She tried to look unimpressed but there was a glint of curiosity in her eyes that she just could not help.

There was a wicked glint in Nahm's eye, and he drummed his claws on the floor. "Want to find out?" he invited cheerfully. Then he glanced back at Junko. "Don't worry. It doesn't involve nudity," he told her cheerfully.

Junko eyed Nahm suspiciously. "The fact that you felt the need to assure me of this...should I be worried?"

There was another sudden splash and Junko choked on water, climbing out of the spring to sit at the edge and pat the top of her chest. Ugh. Too much splashing. "I-impressive.."

Mot caught on just a bit too late after the hold was set tight and the scampering of a foxfire toward relative safety down from the satchel, his leg and off and running for cover from the imminent waves. the slap from the water was harsh and stinging, but it was worth it to see the cowboil tumbling into the water from his perspective.

Mot was drenched and he was beaming with pride to be the cause of that. "Don't you fell so much better now Mot?" he inquired, snickering at how the cloth stuck to the lanky boil's body like pleats of extra flesh. "Well, wearing a cloak to a beach party, think of it as a free rinse from all the sand it might have picked up."