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After pinning the shirt on a pair of abs in Lizzy's booth, The mermaid was reminded that she would need to visit the horsemen who had shamelessly showed her his own abs. Why they had been...glorious...The mermaid needed to establish that things like that were not okay and that boilfriends would get UPSET.

She was fully intent on silently scolding the horsemen...even after she dropped money in. Just in case he got upset over her scolding and not even getting paid for it. And then pointed her finger at Soren and then to Lifen and her mouth was opening and closing with words yet no sounds were coming out.

Soren just tilted his head and then got up himself, going over to the conquest horsewoman and giving her a gentle kiss on the forehead. And then coming back.

Amphi stared and stared and stared and stared. WHY WAS HE KISSING OTHERS IF HE WAS DATING THE CONQUEST HORSEWOMAN. IT DIDN'T MAKE SENSE!

Lifen had not dishonoured anyone.

Sitting on her little plush black pillow, she watched everything transpire, eyebrow raised as she watched. What was Lord Invictus doing here and what was everything going on . . . happening. It was a little boggling and furrowing her eyebrows a little she couldn't help but try to unravel such a situation.

Raising her eyebrows again, she watched as the mermaid seemed to wander to their booth again - she was pretty sure she had seen her before, and she seemed a little miffed. After what seemed to be a silent stand off, Soren took initiative and walked over to her, leaning in front of her and gave her a little kiss on her forehead, which just made her place a puzzled look, one eyebrow raised as she looked back at him as he walked back to his seat, then a look to Mengyao who was still sitting next to her.

What was that.

Alice soon returns back to the booth. Why she returned to the booth, she wasn't sure. She sighed as she walked to the back of the line. She thought about what might happen this time around, compared to last time she was here.

When she came to the front of the line, she was expecting a kiss like last time, but this time she didn't get a kiss. Instead, Soren handed her a note with a place and time on it. She looked up to see a small smirk on his face. She looked at him confused. "Excuse me, Soren? What is this supposed to mean?" she said, holding up the note to him.

The student apparently did not get the message. "Time and place." That was all that she would get out of him on the matter. And at least it was one less kiss to give.

Soren stared at the horsewoman coming to kiss him. She was...rolling...on the ground...like an animal. He did not feel bad at all about not kissing her, and simply raised an eyebrow at the tongue. Perhaps it was being around so many scarelings that had the horsewoman feeling her oats, but frisking about like a foal was not a good way to portray the clan to strangers at a public event.

Next.

For Jay, the only reason the two let her drag them around the festival was because they weren't excited enough, eager enough to bother exploring the booths. Neither seemed particularly enthused enough to drag the other two to a specific booth, which left the jabberjay to pull them to wherever she pleased.

She threw her head back and cackled as she watched both of them get kissed by Soren. Oh. Oh. Those kisses were definitely going to be imprinted in her memory for a while. However, once Iyari was finished with her kiss, Jay made it a point to keep a decent distance between Iyari and herself. Though the distance wasn't much, considering they had wings to fly, of all things. It was unfortunate that Jay let Iyari grab a fistful of her long hair. "Ow! Owowowowowowow." Once the soldier was distracted by her brother's kiss, Jay seized the chance to flee her grasp. "Success!" she whispered to herself.

But there was only another angry cry of her name before the wolf pounced the overexcited bird. She fell to the floor with a soft thud. "Ow! Okayokayokay," she repeated frantically as she rolled onto her side and attempted to pry him off. "I reallyreallyreallyreally promise that that was the last one." Hopefully. Jay puffed out her cheeks and pulled at Senga's hood until it covered his face.

Shaheen had decided that Lifen was far too busy, and had taken off to get her own booth up and running before she made her way back again. She felt a little bad for having left without an explanation, but now she was back, with something still clutched in her hand, as well as the fortune token she had pulled out of the box earlier.

She still needed an explanation for what the damn thing meant.

"Lifen?" She approached the artisan, holding the charm out towards her. "If you aren't too busy, what do you mind telling me what this means now?" Her golden eyes flickered to the side, catching a glimpse of the male horseman who was still offering his lips up to anybody who threw down a few silver seeds. Even after Lan's explanation, she was still not sure what to think about it.

Simmering, and, as though the fire had suddenly gone out, Senga went still when his hood was pulled over his eyes. His wings fluttered minutely, and for a moment Jay only got a low, reverberating growl that seemed less threatening than a puppy, and suddenly Senga pulled back, and consequentially out of his pelt, leaving Jay with rattling bones and shaking skulls and a pile full of white fur. His body was slack, all of the tension draining from it in a gesture that seemed almost instant. Pushing himself away with a powerful flap of his wings, Senga rumbled. "That was revenge." He told her, hauling her back to her feet and swiping away his pelt. Possessively, he rubbed his cheek against it before slipping it back over his shoulders, though he let the hood stay off of his head, revealing tawny hair and skull piece that rattled whenever he shook bangs away from his face. "I don't know what about that you enjoy so much, honestly."

He glanced at his sister, prodding her with a wingtip gently. "Are you going to survive so much affections in one night, dear sister?" He inquired with minute amusement, his tone turning upwards into a pleasant growl now that he'd gotten Jay back - a little, at least. There was still so much more revenge to come. All in time though. "And you," He snarked, remembering the jabberjay in question, "should not make promises you cannot keep. You said that the first time, and look where we are."

Soren's b***h Senga lifted his head at the sound of Soren's voice directed at him, his wings flapping a little less as his cheeks colored a little more. Way to go Soren, you really know how to rile your b***h Senga up. The horseman's comment was met with a burning stare, and, well --

Sorry fangirls, intermission time.

Senga landed on Soren's booth - short of Soren himself only through perhaps a miracle alone - and rumbled quietly, not-quite-glaring at the other with pale yellow eyes. "You," He said, his tone reverberating with a sound like he was heaping as much self control as he could into every minuscule action, "are you very sure you don't want her to keep her promise?"

He leaned forward into Soren's space, picking at the Conquest garments with an irritable claw before dragging the poor horseman forward by his furry little robes. "And more important than that," He said with a growl, "are you challenging me? Because I assure you - I'll win."

Momentary breakdown in between tsun-tsun mode, please hold. Soren, what have you started?