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 Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 3:49 pm
 “ Gah!” Sam felt a blue blush creep into his cheeks at the sound of Rivener’s voice. He squirmed uneasily and tugged a bit on Bard’s sleeve. “ Hurry up” he said a bit desperately. He felt hot (from more than just the heat) and extremely bothered by the red and black raevan and his attitude. Then Rivener gave Sam his drink. It wouldn’t have been that big a deal if Rivener hadn’t added the toothy smile and sly comment. Sam practically shriveled up and died. There was no way he would be able to drink his iced tea without thinking of the handsome raevan poisoning it. Sam made a mental note in his head. Rivener = BAD Keep away at all costs. He started to slink away, forget about the guy who was paying for his drink. He could fend for himself.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 3:49 pm
"Raising me well? I think he keeps forgetting to tell me things so I make mistakes," Eiry said with a pretend huff, turning a mischievous grin back at his owner.
"You better be glad I'm a cripple, Eiry, otherwise I'd catch you and teach you a lesson," the brown haired boy said with an equally playful smile at his raevan.
"Like you could catch me," Eiry scoffed, pulling himself back down from the sky with a gentle tug from his entire body. Just then another man walked up to the booth. Eiry glanced at the new comer and piped up, "How do you do?" That alerted Isi to the new comer.
Isi turned to both of the customers and he offered out both of his hands, leaning over the counter so he could shake hands with both of them, "It's quite alright, miss. And hello, sir! Ravi, is it? I'm Isikoro, but you can just call me Isi. Yes, this is the Merchandise booth. How can I be of help to you, Ravi?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 3:57 pm
Smiling gently, Namini made a quick motion to Isi, giggling soundlessly as she took a step back and allowed him to attend the other customer. Looking at the hand which Isi shook, she smiled to herself and waited her turn patiently. That's when she noticed the balloon that kept forcing Eiry to drift higher and higher, though occassionally he was able to drag himself down. Keeping in mind to avoid Isi since he was obviously busy now, she motioned to Eiry to come closer to her as she went forward and leaned across the table.
"Eiry, I'm sorry to bother you but could you give me that balloon on your arm and another? I want to get two balloons so that I will remember you and Isi throughout my day" she confessed, taking a small pink wallet with a black cat face on the front from her white shoulder bag. She also dug around her purse and pulled out a black sharpie.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 3:58 pm
Ravi took a hold of Isi's outstretched right hand, as he was more than well aware of the implications of taking hold of the left. Into Isi's left hand, however, he slipped the business envelope he'd placed his check, signed off to Dr. Kyou himself, within.
"It's nice to see you, Isi," he said with a smile, somewhat forced, but also somewhat not. Ravi wasn't an unpleasant man, after all; he just usually wasn't a very expressive one. "I'd like to make a donation to the Lab. I feel it's the least I could do." and with that, he released hold of Isi's handshake, hoping the child would know what to do.
He took a minor step back, or perhaps just stopped leaning forward, and admired the wares of the booth. He should purchase some things, too...
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:02 pm
Aphismet smiled and blushed at Alex's words about him and Chloe, paranoidly detecting more meaning in the innocent phrase. Thankfully the woman didn't dwell on the subject, and his smile became more honest as she began to talk of Lorenzo.
The small child was a sudden interruption, but Aphismet didn't mind in the least as the young boy was picked up by Alex. Aphi simply grinned and laughed at the twirls and dips Alex was easily doing with the kid in her arms; she must be very strong! "Hi, Tyson! Remember me?" he asked.
Munchies had been chittering madly at her owner, trying to get it through his thick skull that she wanted DOWN and she wanted it NOW, when the Safe-Familiar woman bent down to come to her instead. Munchies closed her eyes and offered her best Gwee smile, and launched into a happy song, a series of high and low chirps and trills that weren't truly melodic in any sense of the word... they were sound for sound's sake, not communication, and as such they would be her music!
Rivener grinned at the blue-blushing man, as he almost ran off without his drink. Thinking to tease the other a bit more, Riv spoke up in his honey-mellow voice. "You don't want it? Oh well, I'll keep it then." He lifted the glass and gave the rim a subtle lick, wetting his tongue on the condensation that had already formed from the icy liquid. He then tipped the glass to his lips and took a long drink, making a show of it. When he was done, a third of the glass gone, he put it back down slowly and exhaled in a way all too improper for a public place... it sounded more like the satisfied sigh of a lover.
With a mischievious glint in his bedroom eyes, Riv offered the fish-man another winning smile. "You sure you don't want the rest?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:15 pm
Eiry nodded and he pulled himself around the booth so he could hand her the balloon without interference of the booth's canopy. As he passed by the balloon rack, he pulled off another. Wonderful! The new balloon system worked like magic! It didn't take so long to untie the balloons and fight amongst them and pull one of them from the ranks. If he was older he might've made a comment on the sweetness of the girl, but at this age, he made no note of her remembering the two Merchandise booth workers by buying the balloons. Wibbling over to the lady, he handed over the two balloons and said, "Two dollars, Miss. What's your name?"
As paper slapped into his hand, Isi made a surprised look and glanced up at Ravi. Thanks to Eiry, he was capturing the other customer's attention so he could focus on this man who had so kindly given another donation! "Likewise, Ravi," Isi said with his own child-like smile, he was still young after all, but he was wise beyond his years. Anyone who looked into the boy's stormy gray eyes could tell that. Taking the envelope, he opened the cash box with the key and slipped it underneath the money box where the other huge check lay in wait. Locking the cash box, he turned his attention back to the man who was now admiring the wares of the booth, "Thank you very much! The Lab appreciates every little bit of help it can get. Is there anything else you'd like?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:20 pm
Bard, far from making 'googley eyes' at Riv (for cool people did not do googoo eyes!), was simply enjoying the view as he attempted to decide what he wanted to drink. Glittering green eyes shifted slightly to peer curiously at the scared fish boy before shrugging his shoulders and turning his gaze back to the one with long hair. No offence of course, Bard just enjoyed the colours better.
At the other's voice, Bard smiled side and shook his head a bit, making sure not to unsettle the irritable feline atop his head. "Well see, I'm not interested in what other people seem to like. I recall asking for...your personal opinion," Bard replied to the suggestion of lemonade as he dug out the money for the iced tea the other wanted, laughing as he watched Riv drink it.
"Oh come now, you've ruined my chance to buy you a drink all proper like," the man teased affectionatly, not really noticing Sam anymore. You couldn't really blame him though, could you? Despite Sam's assumption that Bard was gay, it wasn't quite the mark. Bard himself really didn't know what he was, but his friends were content with just labeling the jovial man as bi.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:22 pm
Alice was good at faking invisibility. She saw a red haired man in a tux having a very intense conversation with a strawberry blonde. She clip clopped away, her hooves hitting cobblestones obnoxiously loud. Averting her eyes and thinking to herself how very strange mortals are, she wandered away and deeper into the festival.
She saw balloons, and gravitated towards them. A spritish looking boy that was still wispy from the chest down was with a brown haired boy, both of them handing balloons out and talking amongst each other.
Wandering closer, Alice was surprised with herself-- she felt...self conscious. She waved violet fingers at them as she clacked closer, peering at the mint colored raevan curiously. She lingered behind Ravi and others at the booth, listening. She heard talk of a lab-- but why would a lab need donations? What had happened?
"Five balloons, please," the Ungulakraken asked in her soft spoken manner, digging in her pockets for the bill she knew was there.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:28 pm
“ lhsadflik!” a spew of incomprehensible noises spewed from Sam’s mouth which may have been him attempting to swear and failing. Sam’s face was by now nearly as blue as his lips. Anyone who didn’t know that Sam’s blood was blue would think he was suffocating, he certainly was gasping enough, practically hyperventilating, as he tried to regain control. This isn’t how things worked! Sam had never been hit on before in his life. The first ten years of his life he had been accompanied only by cold scientists. Then he was the high school loser drop out and now a janitor. A JANITOR! No one hits on janitors! They were only slightly higher on the social evolution scale than the trash they picked up. He only occasionally broke up some kids hanging with each other after dark. Certainly none of them ever even looked at him. Sam’s teenage hormones and inexperienced brain didn’t know how to handle the situation. DAMNIT HE WASN’T GAY! “ Igottagoseeyabye,” the sentence streamed out of his mouth, each word wanting to get the hell out of his overheating body. He snatched for the drink and missed in his rush, despair in his eyes as he attempted again.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:28 pm
Upon receiving the balloons, Namini tied them both to her bag's strap before rustling through her wallet for two decent looking dollar bills (she felt bad if she had given the cute Raevan a crumpled mess). Smiling as she found two semi-crisp bills, she handed them to Eiry, sharpie still in hand. Pulling one balloon down to eye level, she immediately began doodling on it a quick chibi of Eiry. She quickly looked from Eiry to the balloon, to Eiry...to the balloon before turning it towards the Raevan and showing him her 'masterpiece'.
Giggling she chirped her name, "My name's Namini Nao! But you, cute little Eiry, can just call me Mini next time you see me, okay?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:32 pm
"Uuuuuuuhahahaha - hey Mitsu, you want a balloon?" Amaris said quickly, steering them around and away from the refreshments booth. Thirsty or no... it didn't look very children-friendly at the moment. Mitsu whined and tried to twist around on her shoulders, but alas, Amaris was moving quickly and there was not much flexibility to be had with her legs around her neck. She hrmphed and turned back around, wrapping her arms around Rat as he clambered up from hanging off her guardian's hand to sitting demurely on her head. Oh, the sacrifices Amaris made for her... charges...
She was promptly met with another small crowd. She frowned and bounced Mitsu a little higher up on her shoulders. The Lab really was a hit, wasn't it? Well, as long as Mitsu didn't get any grumpier...
Through a glance, she caught the color green and the tell-tale ribbon-like lower body of a Raevan. She'd just seen Eiry, but as Amaris had never met him before... "Gage?" She said automatically, rising up onto the tips of her toes to try and get a better look.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:34 pm
Rivener practically laughed out loud at the gilled man's reactions. He was so thoroughly upset! The only damper on Riv's mood at the moment was that the purple-haired boy didn't seem to be nearly floored enough by Rivener's actions.
Sam tried to grab his drink and failed, panicking, apparently, as he tried again. Rivener smiled, fangs showing, and he decided to help. Well, help in his own way.
"Here," Riv whispered, leaning closer to the fish-boy and pushing the glass closer to the other, trying to "accidentally" brush the other man's fingers.
He then turned his attention to Bard. With a fetching sideways smile, he lowered his head, looking at him through his eyelashes. "I would have many things to suggest if you wanted my personal opinion," he hinted with a sultry laugh. "But if you meant the drinks, then an iced mocha would probably be very enjoyeable."
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:35 pm
 Josh barely endured in line at the food portion of the refreshment booth. He had been twiddling his thumbs idly for about a half hour or so. The drink in his hands had already melted and was beginning to leak its watercolor-washed pink contents out of the small Styrofoam cup. The boy sighed and stepped from the line. Perhaps, he would come back later to get food. To be honest, the boy had really already forgot what it was he wanted to order… and also where Revanica happened to be lurking. Josh tossed the cup in a nearby garbage bin and decided to go investigate the rest of the booths.
The boy strode from stall to stall looking longingly at all the little trinkets and knick-knacks that were in stock. A soft bleating and purring crossed his ears though and he turned to see a large pin and cages which held vast amounts of peculiar, garbled up creatures. He strolled over with a bounce in his step to examine the interesting creatures that laid in the most immediate pins. “Hello there…,” He cooed softly to a creature who resembled a gentle lamb crossed with a malicious devil. He approached the front of the booth and inquired curiously, “Excuse me, what kind of animals are these?”
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:36 pm
The fears that Tyson had been harboring quickly washed away and got sucked down a drain as soon as his feet left the ground. The death threat meaned nothing to him now, the fear of dying and of being rejected lost in his sudden happiness and thrill.
Through his fits of giggles, he tried his best to answer Alex's onset of questons, "W-We are working the--AH! Don't drop me!" He cried with glee, his hands holding onto Alex for dear life. Even though the little one knew she would never and could never drop him. Alex's strong arms were built for this! She had proven that to him plenty of times by now.
"Petting zoo! Lil is still there, and I came looking for you! Also....I think Lil wanted me to get something for us to eat but...I didn't." Tyson finally managed to say before he emitted another shrill of joy as he watched the festival be turned upside down.
His eyes that were already wide with delight quickly darted up to meet Aphi's own grinning face. Without a doubt, Tyson knew exactly who the young man was. His cry of surprised joy making it crystal clear to the two adults and baby gwee. "Aphi! Where have you been? The park snow day has never come and the snow has melted you know!" The child declared, waggling a finger at the man as his face turned noticably red from all the blood that was rushing down to his head.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:38 pm
It was customary, at least most summery days, for Lucado to pack away the antique typewriter and the endless stacks of paper and the monotony of the endless clicking of the typewriter -- it could drive a man mad -- and to go take a walk in the park. This was a pleasant surprise though, he had to admit. So many people, was his first judgment, and something in him shied away from the sight. But honestly -- it looked like a fair, and it had been so very long since Lucado Ashenvale had been in the company of so many people...
"Why not," came the muttered little sigh, and he strode in amongst the people and the booths and only heaven knew what else, immersing himself in the friendly atmosphere, both fidgeting hands in his pockets as he peered about curiously. Drinks, toys, pretty bright blooms...
It was a blessed good thing that Lucado could suspend his disbelief, though, as he didn't even think to question what in the world was going on when he saw the strange... ah, glowy bits, and... ribbons... Whatever. Not his business. He was here to have fun, and fun was what he was going to have, if it killed him. Lifting his head with a smile, he approached the first booth that caught his eye -- his fetish for balloons overcame his good sense. "Er, hello?" came his cheerful voice, for all that it sounded rusty -- he hadn't spoken in a good long time, and he berated himself for not clearing his throat and whatnot. "Not entirely sure I belong here, but hello just the same!"
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