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"I am not hot, or bothered," Senga said when Shaheen commented, his wings fluffing indignantly. "I am perfectly fine." But not really. The young Executioner glanced at the chieftain, the heat from his cheeks draining as he came back down from the threat of challenge. For now, at least. "But the next time I visit your booth, I will not get a bucket of water." In fact, he was rather determined to get anything but that.

Sighing, he turned his eyes back to Jay and Iyari, and knowing both of them had probably watched the entire showdown, bared his fangs just a bit. "Don't say a word."

There was no noise nor mercy from the soldier as she watched Senga finally take out some of his anger back to Jay. It was well deserved - as long as he didn't go overboard. "Easy Senga." She said in a whisper as he backed off.

Taking her eyes off of him and fluffing her hair back to its former glory she frowned. "I allowed Jay her fun. The point is fun, yes? Besides, there is no affection behind such-" Her words trailed off as she heard Senga jump to the booth. "Hm?" Bewildered eyes watched in silence as her brother unleashed upon the Conquest horseman.

It was a soldier's silence - poised and ready - watching in pride... until the battle took a rather odd turn. "...." There was a vice on her arm cutting off the circulation, but she couldn't remove her eyes. "Oh Senga." She said with a disappointed sigh. They had both learned a tactic of battle, the old principle of fighting fire with fire - but this was neither the time or the place.

There was a tight clench in her fists, but this was his fight - if you could even call public displays of angst a fight.

Soon it was over and there was nothing to show for it. Only Jay's words pulled her out of a vacant stare. "Hm?" Daggers practically flew from her gaze as Jay mentioned her promise. "Jaida-" A pause.

"Jealous?"

Iyari was thrown off a little, but affection from Jay was nothing new, even if it had gone from a hug to a peck on the cheek. At heart they were friends and that was what mattered.

Now how on earth were they going to come back from this. "Senga." Darkness flooded over her expression and she tore herself from Jay's grip to approach her brother. A leap into the air and she had landed next to him, flipping up a wing to slap the back of his head.

Iyari never needed to say anything to get her point across, after all.

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Freya returned just to look at the pretty minipet, bending down to say hello to it. It was as if the booth had decided to be completely different for a bit.. and putting a minipet in charge was always a plus! Except this minipet just stared at her, and didn't care that she was happy to see it. Nor did it give her anything for her trouble. After a long staring contest, she had to walk away. It was getting kind of creepy..

Shaheen was getting restless, and ever since her conversation with Lan her mind kept wandering back to this particular booth. She had said that it was simply for profit, nothing more, and that Soren did not find enjoyment in it whatsoever, and Shaheen found that in the end, she believed her. Still, she was curious, and while she had visited the booth more then once that day, she had done nothing to show her support towards this end. Well, that was about to change. She shouldn't be seen shunning any of her fellow horsemen, after all, or playing favorites.

And so, here she was, swooping down towards the booth shortly after the conquest noble and the death guardian had left her own booth, striding to the front of the line that was already beginning to form now that the main attraction had made his reappearance.

She glanced down to the jar, read the label, arched an eyebrow, then looked at the man sitting behind the booth.

Oh right, she was supposed to pay, wasn't she? Well, that seemed awfully silly, considering a portion of it would go towards the school, but by sitting in her pocket belonged solely to the clans. Well, whatever, rules were rules. She deposited a silver seed in the jar, then waited, expectantly for what was to come.

She didn't lean forward, she didn't close her eyes. She expected that she would just receive what she had coming to her and that would be that. Mission accomplished. He was leaning forward, reaching a hand out towards her, and she frowned. Was he trying to draw her in closer towards him?

And suddenly, she was being pat on the top of the head, before he leaned back and away from her once more. Wait....Waaaaaaait, that was it? He would kiss students, students, all day long, and all she received was a pat on the head.....

No words, just glowering golden eyes as she crossed arms under her chest. If anybody deserved a very large rack award, it was her.

Alistaire was still too focused on the actual mechanics of the booth and the appearances of its occupants to actually notice the kiss blown to him.

Soren had so far successfully avoided real kisses back at the booth. He was fairly pleased with this turn of events. But now that Lan was back he had mentioned getting his fortune read, so he drank his tea before sliding the cup over.

He looked expectantly at her. This had better be good.

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Kemnebi had been avoiding this booth for most of the festival. She knew it had to do with what had happened with the four clans. Still, every other clans member she had met over this festival had seemed polite and like any other student.

That and getting her fortune read was kind of a huge draw. Hesitantly approaching the horsewoman that was sitting away from the other two, Nebi smiled at her before reaching in and taking a charm.

The cat-ghoul pulled out...the cat charm. Wow, what luck, that had to mean something, right? Looking up she caught the horsewoman frowning slightly, but all she says is that Kemnebi has strangely astute luck.



SN: Zanshin