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LW couldn't agree more with what Alessa was saying. The she-wolf eyed everyone in the room and now that she wasn't freaking out a little, LW was able to get the glare going again. Really? What was it with boils? "I agree with Alessa." She added in a smaller voice and sighed, tilting her head towards the rabbit. There was a similar look about her face. Both ghouls seemed to agree that the game should end sooner rather than later.

Her gaze briefly passed over the two trying to get the key out of the...whatever it was. She still didn't know. But so far, it didn't look like their efforts were turning up anything useful. And...eww. The think had puked all down the front of the dragon boil's shirt. LW's nose wrinkled at that and she concentrated on the Prism Scareon she held, petting her and trying to soothe the poor thing. She didn't even attempt to go back to her seat until everything had calmed down and others were returning.

Giving Alessa another long look, LW moved back to sit down. She carefully set the minipet in her lap and continued to pet her as her gaze darted first to the serpent making his way back towards her, then to the smelly one, over to Ren and Alessa (agreeing completely with the look she saw in Ren's gaze) and back to the serpent. LW looked down when Gabe's head was on her leg. Was he...pouting? Now she was torn between watching him and watching that evil bottle spin. It only took a few back and forth glances before she decided to watch Gabe. And was that a bite mark?

Smiling warmly down at him while her tail curled around him as well, LW kept one hand on his minipet and set the other on his scaly body to pat him. "I...will be fine, I promise. But, if that adorable pout of your is anything to go by, maybe I should be asking you the same thing?" LW slid her hand along his scales until she was at his ear fins. He just looked like he could use a good ear scratch. And he'd given her one earlier, so she figured it was alright to return the favor. "Are you alright, Gabrian?"

Hopefully, the key would be produced soon. She didn't want to see any repeats of what they had just witnessed. This room was too small. The she-wolf also hadn't realized who the bottle had landed on yet. Which, at the moment, was probably a good thing.

As the smelly boy started to shout, Jericho shot one glare towards the conflict before looking to Sarias with a frown.

"I'd rather not have my tonsils sucked out by anyone," he murmured to the banshee before continuing with dealing the the mess. The thought of having one of the other guys shove their tongue down his throat nearly made him gag, "Ah hold onto a bottle for me Aksaja."

One drink shouldn't hurt. Unless it was insanely strong stuff that is. But being a dragon, he figured he'd have a pretty strong tolerance of booze in general. With any luck, he wouldn't end up like Riley or Isra under the stuff.

"The damn key isn't in its stomach anymore," he said while looking towards Gabe before practically growling, "Which means it'll likely have to crap it out. Hopefully it isn't a mangled mess by the time that happens."

The dragon continued to wipe away at the mess, pausing only when Myr returned with some water bottles. He was just about to grab one of them when the boy suggested that he remove his shirt to clean it. Hesitating at this notion, he looked down at the Cthulu-puke on the cloth. It would be easier for sure, but he wasn't sure if it was really that great of an idea. Twitching for a moment, he let out a sigh before removing his coat, then tossing off his shirt to begin washing out the vomit with the water the Reaper had given him.

"Thanks," he mumbled under his breath, not paying attention to the spins and kisses for the moment.

The change in energies was wearing Alessa out. Just when she was sure there was going to be a fight, no matter what she said, everyone seemed to be settling back down in their seats as if nothing had happened. What?! Was it really that easy? Maybe part of it was the booze. They had started passing it around, though she had absolutely no desire to accept when it came her way. She passed what had previously been warring boils indignant and confused looks, before letting out a sigh that seemed to show just how tired she really was. She nodded to Ren because she was fine, if baffled. "I'm alright...I guess I just don't get it." She had witnessed the whole event and she still felt like she was missing something with its resolution.

"And here we go again-" she began, watching as Deacon spun the bottle in the middle of the circle. She didn't manage anything else, though, because once the bottle had stopped she found it pointing right at her The sight caught her breath in the throat, causing her teal eyes to widen. Oh Jack. Now she had to kiss the boil who'd caused the whole fuss in the first place? Her stomach twisted and for a moment she thought she felt ill. Great. And there was no way she was getting out of it, not without being a hypocrite and a jerk to bot.

Ren's hand on hers was comforting, but only slightly, because it failed to distract from her sudden task at hand. And it wasn't like if she just did it and got it over with she'd be done; she still had her spin too. This, she thought, was surely proof rabbits weren't lucky. There were certainly boils she would have preferred to this obvious trouble maker-a certain someone sitting next to her, actually-but no. "Y-yeah, alright," she mumbled, letting her hand slip out from under his. She could do this. It was...it was just a kiss. Just a kiss.

Not waiting for Deacon to get up-because Jack damn it she wanted it over with!-she stood up and walked to where he sat on the other side of the circle. And Jack if she didn't look was wound up as a twisted rubber band! When she stopped in front of him it was clear all the color had rushed into her face. She was clearly agitated, and perhaps nervous too but her embarrassment and frustration made that a bit harder to see. "You better keep your word," Alessa told him, referring to his promise to behave. Then, before she could change her mind and follow her very strong flight instincts, she put a small hand on his shoulder at the base of his neck and leaned down to press her lips against his. It was a pretty stiff kiss, in all honesty. Perhaps it was a bit sweet in its timidity and determination, though she did hold it for a good few heartbeats to make sure she was doing it right, but it was not the kind of kiss that would ever suggest she wanted more out of it, which was in fact the truth.

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Alessa did, in fact, look rather relieved when she pulled away, if not completely relaxed. That was all likely due to the fact that Deacon had, in fact, kept his word and behaved. No, she supposed it hadn't been that bad. She was so grateful, in fact, that he hadn't done anything horrifying, like she'd clearly expected, that she wasn't even terribly embarrassed over the ordeal. There was a tiny pink tint to her face, but the worried lines in her face were gone. And while she didn't seem eager, she did move to spin the bottle rather briskly after leaving Deacon with barely a second look. Apparently the comfort of a painless success was enough to distract her from him and their kiss in the very slightest.

She crouched down for a moment, giving the bottle a flick with her wrist to send it spinning. She watched it whirl for a moment, feeling her stomach tighten again (well that relief was short lived!) and felt her breath disappear as it landed right on LW. Now Alessa had never kissed another ghoul before and she had never really planned to, so seeing what she was supposed to do she felt at a bit of a loss. It was only because LW was her friend that she was able to take in a breath and pluck up the courage to go over to her. She sat down on her knees in front of the other red head. She leaned forward a bit, reaching out a hand to touch the other ghoul's shoulder, though it barely touched her, as if she were afraid to. Once nearly forehead to forehead with her, their lips only an inch or two apart Alessa frozen, the heat of her face getting to her...or perhaps something else. She dropped her eyes, not meaning to hide them beneath her lashes as she kept them from meeting LW's. In a voice so low only LW could hear she barely managed to say, "I-I don't...I don't know how to..ah...d-do this..."

LW was quiet content sitting there and scratching behind the Nix's ear fins. She had brushed her fingers once along were he'd been bitten, but otherwise was enjoying watching Gabe's reaction to her fingers. A smile played about her lips until she finally looked up to see who was kissing who now. Then she tensed a little, eyes narrowing only slightly. Deacon's spin had landed on Alessa. Great. That cat had better behave or this wolf was going to play a game of wolf chase cat.

She relaxed when nothing more than a simple kiss was all that occurred. Good. LW felt a little bad for her friend. Alessa had been nervous about this game from the start. That cat boil was definitely not the she-wolf's first choice for the rabbit to kiss. Sighing a little, LW went back to slowly scratching Gabe, watching as Alessa gave the bottle a spin.

Violet eyes widened and blinked a few times to make sure she wasn't seeing things. Nope. That bottle was pointing at her. She couldn't help it. LW had to laugh and looked up as Alessa approached her. The she-wolf gave her a warm and encouraging smile, gently nudging the serpents head from her leg for a minute. She leaned in, perfectly prepared for the kiss. However it seemed Alessa wasn't. LW's smile softened as she heard her whisper. Sitting up straighter and moving a little closer, LW slid her cheek along Alessa's and nuzzled her, softly whispering so only she could hear. "It's alright. Trust me here, and I'll show you. Have a little fun with me?"

Leaning back just a little, the she-wolf let her hand cup Alessa's cheek and she waited until she was able to meet her eyes before giving a small wink and leaning in, only brushing her lips against hers at first, so as not to shock her friend. Her thumb rubbed slow gentle circles to help Alessa relax and she waited to see if Alessa was ready before letting the kiss go a little farther than it needed to. LW privately swore that if there were no blushes on cheeks after...this kiss, she was going to have to go talk with Natalia.

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"Ugh," he made a face when Jericho told him just how they'd have to get the key back from the pet, "That's... unfortunate. I'm not sure if we should wish for the thing to digest it as soon as possible or pray... it doesn't," his gaze left the dragon and he turned to Riley, "You think there's any other way to get it out of him? Or possibly, another way entirely, to escape the room?"

Gabrian hadn't been paying too much attention to the game; his attention was on LW as she spoke to him. That and well... honestly, his neck did hurt, which was ding a fine job of distracting him. He'd rarely ever been actually hurt (which was one of the reasons he really needed to look into gym class, because this was just pathetic and horribly embarrassing), and he was trying look at unaffected by the pain as demonly possible. Despite not doing a very good job at it, his serpenting features were hiding most of the pain, actually, for which he was rather grateful.

His gaze lifted up to the she-wolf as she spoke, and he found himself glad that blushes could not be seen underneath the scales, "I'm not pouting," oh, but he had been, and he could have protested more fervently if her tail hadn't curled up around him; that was... that was new, actually. The novelty of the pose caught him off guard, and it was probably thanks to that, that LW was able to lower her hand to his head without any further protest for him. All he was able to offer was a small, uncertain, "What are you doing?" before the words died almost entirely in his throat, only a hushed whisper making it out. Her hand had reached his fin ear and similarly to how she had melted at his touch, so did he to hers. Unlike her though, no one had really ever tried to do that to him; as such, the sensation she was producing as she moved her fingers behind his fin was not only welcome, but extremely new. His eyes hooded over rendering his gaze almost dazed like qualities. In fact, it took him several moments to register the fact she'd asked if he was alright, seeing as how he was too busy leaning into her hand while moving his head slightly in order to allow her to reach the places that most needed her attention, "Hmmm?" he blinked, still dazed and then looked up, "Oh," a pause, "I'll... I'll be fine," his voice sounded far more hushed than normal and he was so distracted that he missed the spinning bottle. Not only that, but he missed Deacon kissing Alessa.

In fact, he had entirely forgotten about the game at hand, and by the time Alessa had approached them in order to kiss LW, he'd been falling asleep in place. As such, when the rabbit-nagual approached them and then hovered over them, he felt extremely confused; his confusion only doubled when he saw her leaning in to kiss LW. Of course, it was around then that the she-wolf removed her hand from his fin, finally allowing him to more or less swim through the haze she'd created in his mind and he felt himself simply unable to look away. Even though the she-wolf had nudged his head off her lap, he still had a perfect view, and Gabrian curled upon himself, trying desperately to look anywhere but at his two friends, because they were making him feel much more uncomfortable than he should be. He was blaming the fact he was still dazed from the scratching... that is, until his golden gaze settled on Ren and he noticed the gryphon's reaction. Well... see, now he felt slightly better.

Gabrian waited till the gryphon looked at him before hooding his gaze knowingly, his tongue slipping out and back in, as if to say that yeah, he'd totally just seen that. He was also thanking Jack that unlike Ren, his scales were protecting him from blushing. After Alessa joined Ren's side again, he turned to watch LW (whom was still clutching his scareon in her arms) spin the bottle. Around and around it went .... He turned his head away from it and took the time to stretch his fins in an attempt to wake up entirely.