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Tahki's ears went flat to her head. She felt bad, but to her credit, the gryphon had no idea what was going on. Only that Christof was off his rocker. Amrita was approaching Christof now and Tahki wasn't about to get in her way. After all, she was sure that Amrita was upset too.

Tahki actually did as she was instructed and wandered over to Muka to go check on him. There was a hooing sound coming from his body at least. Tahki wordlessly nudged him with her foot.

"It was just a hug!" She burst out almost instantly. Okay sure the hug was completely unexpected and whatnot, but...it was just a hug! Hugs were harmless! Her little outburst made her miss a few words, but the last bit came in loud and clear.

Not-His! Mine!

Loud and clear, but unfortunately brain-breaking. She had such a fragile brain.

"W-wha...t...?" What what what? She must have misread. Or missed something! Or...or...or she had no idea! She should be mad at him, she knew that much. She should have continued to be upset. He had no right, no right, and some tiny part of her knew that. Unfortunately, the rest of her didn't seem to realize it; her face flushed, her stomach twisted, her heart gave a dull lub-dub where there was usually stillness, and oddly enough, she really hoped she hadn't misread.

Joachim was dressed in suit. Ok maybe not the traditional tie and black like suit as others however he was dressed with button jacket in a rather elegant cuff and collars and a rather ruffled collared in place of a tie. He felt rather awkward like an overdressed flute with a large silk ribbon tied around it's neck like a silly display of unnecessary worth. Joachim was told that he was at least rather dashing in his appearance but for safe measure he wore his favorite high heeled boots for a little bit of comfort.

Walking into the auditorium with his heels clicking on the floor he avoided getting too close to the tables that were neatly arranged with chairs opposing on another as if looking for a certain face. He looked around the familiar face of the owl like boil that he had promised to meet but instead of seeing him in his familiar like state of cheer he saw him on the floor in a crumpled heap while a ghoul nudged him to see if he was living.

"Muka?" He cried as he quickly, with as much poise he could, scramble to his friend's side.

Mac saw Riyo's gesture out of the corner of his eye, and he returned in kind with an innocent stare and topped it off by blowing her a kiss.

Once Mitsu had his attention, it stayed there. The light smile was a surprise, and even worse was the small smile he gave her in return; he felt like he was testing the ground, or starting to tread unknown waters. So strange...he actually wanted to be nice to the ghoul.

"Hi." He said back, even with a little wave. "I'm...actually doing very well." Mac admitted, scratching the back of his neck. "How about you? It's been a while." Well that was one way to put it! There was still that strange feeling that settled around him, making him feel as awkward as he did on his first date. Only he wasn't dating Mitsu, and he certainly didn't want Shun's daggers in his person, either.

"You look nice tonight~" He looked around the crowd for a moment, but he really only spotted LIzzy being all...Lizzy around Riley. Ew. Riley. "Where's Shun?"

The pleasantries broke down what was left of her weak barrier of mental defense. The attitude that she had known and developed around Mac was suddenly forgotten but it was so strange. Was this boil really Mac? He looked like Mac, smelled like Mac, sounded like Mac....but the personality was further from what she had come to know.

"I-I'm doing well," Mitsu responded trying to keep up with the conversation while her brain was still processing this weird turn of events. Her smile thankfully never wavered as she tried to keep up with the light tone of this interaction hoping it didn't take an odd turn. "I...It has been a while." Risky topic.

"O..oh thanks," Mitsu looked down at herself shortly. She had dressed up a little with some help of her friends. Alone she really didn't have a lot of dresses to pick from but thankfully she had friends her size who were willing to let her borrow something to wear.

The last question had Mitsu looking up again her eyes scanning around. "I'm...not really sure where Shun is. I came in here looking for him since we were supposed to meet up but I haven't really spotted him." Once again she had missed Shun at his table, her attention going back to Mac. Already this conversation was going better than any of their others. It was so hard not to ask what was going to come tumbling out of Mitsu's mouth next. "You.....are Mac right?" Fingers crossed he wasn't a hunter.

"The tags don't go with the dress, that's all," Siddie protested as she appeared from behind her ghoulfriend. "But you look good in the dress too." She slipped her arm around Sammy's waist and smiled at Shehk. "And so do you. Who decided on the wings, though? They don't quite go."

For her part, she wore a long dress in purple and pink with tattered, filmy panels and lace, and had pulled her hair up in a twist. Though she had more recently foregone the elaborate styles she'd once favored, she still liked to dress up for occasions, and Scarentine's was certainly a good excuse to show off a little for her ghoul and maybe make some people jealous.

"I lost at Ghost-Man," she pouted up at Sammy.

"You're certainly looking lovely as well, Siddie." Shehk approved heartily, before looking back at the wings she wore and laughing a bit. "These? These were Riley's idea..." she answered, seeming to have noticed Jericho over by the wall and frowning a bit. He seemed..... like he needed a distraction of sorts.

She wasn't sure if she should have approached him or not, however. Shehk waffled for a bit, before she paused nodding her head discreetly towards the dragon while looking at Sammy and Siddie, mouthing a 'I'm gonna go make sure everything is alright'. She leaned in to hug both ghouls, however, before she broke away from them.

Trotting over to where Jericho had perched to his break, she leaned against the wall next to him, sighing a bit.

"Pretty hectic, isn't it?" she offered for innocent conversation, even if her eyes kept glancing towards his neck, then to the refreshment table, biting her lower lip a bit. Damn, she really needed to go find something to nibble on to sate that need soon. It was like she was growing up into a full-fledged Pricolici that came with some bloodlust or something. It bothered her a bit.