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Candace was both surprised by Harrison's final two choices and not surprised even a little bit, it was a strange feeling. She watched Harrison and Rep's interaction, chuckling and looking up at Po beside her. "I ever mention how much I love you?" She whispered quietly, reaching back to hold the hand that was hovering at her lower back and place it on her own hip. The corner of Po's mouth quirked up in a small smile. The hand squeezed Candace's hip as the tall woman leaned down to put her face against Candace's temple, her eyes closed. Candace allowed herself to relax for the first time all night.

"I believe you told me this morning." Po whispered back, kissing Candace's temple and then straightening out. "You don't usually say it in public though. Mm..you have a tear in your eye, are you okay?" Candace nodded and waved away Po's worries.

"I'm fine. Let's go see what the story of the portal malfunction is, shall we?" Po gave a nod and kept her hand on Candace's hip as she walked alongside the woman back to the stage where they had left the three visitors and Roar initially. Candace was all smiles as she approached them, her eyes lingering on the dark-skinned woman a little longer than Po liked. "You were the last to arrive, right? Can you tell me what happened, darling?"

Cee watched every interaction carefully. She didn't know these people so it would be hard totruly read them but she was just privy to individual meetings between their King and his court. The one on one approach was an interesting one and she'd already begun to put a picture of things together in her mind. The truth was that she'd signed up to come here anyway. She may have had witnessed the fall of her kingdom, but she'd already made the choice to check this out. No change of allegiance was out of the question so long as she benefited in the end.

A woman approached in material that Cee was just itching to feel around her own hips. Her eyes travelled down, not up, down down down to Candace's shoes. Oh she'd kill for those right now.

"I tripped." Concetta lamented, lifting her foot an inch and hopping for effect. A large welt was still visible even though, honestly, it wasn't hurting very much anymore. "It was terrible."

She cast her eyes to the other Silvers. The young man had been giving her the eyes several times. He clearly wanted to talk, probably some sort of strategy, but she didn't know him. She'd heard his excuse. Portal issues. Hmmm.

"But I really don't know." Concetta outwardly lamented but seemed genuinely nice to Candace. This one, she'd play as a gal-pal for now. She couldn't be stupid, hanging with this group, so it would last so long as it lasted. "I'm sure there's some very technical excuse behind it. I'd just love a seat and drink though.." She gave Candace a slightly narrow eyed smirk.

The pink was quickly turning into a violent shade of red, his rage beginning to boil beneath the surface, fingers curling into fists. "I'm going to kiss you with my fist," he hissed, lifting said fist threateningly to her face, too flustered to try to word that sentence so it made any sort of sense.

Nevermind that he didn't like to hit girls. He'd make an exception for Sammy.

"You're going to shut your yap, or I'm going to shut it for you."

Andrew’s eyes studied the other people, while waiting for the doctor, when he spotted a woman approaching. She cornered in on the newcomer. Thankfully the dark skinned girl had caught on at the very least, even if he didn’t doubt for a moment that she would sell whatever she could at the best price. He probably should sell his information as fast as he could. The image of the castle taking on the shape of a snake rose to his mind again. He felt it might be important…

Surveying the kingdom, he knew he should start making connections soon, but… there was numbness in his chest. And the girl, he really didn’t want to leave her just yet. He wouldn’t admit it to himself but he was desperate for a companion, he really wanted to be able to talk to his older brother, to find him and figure out what happened. But he might be in any kingdom… or… he didn’t want to think about what might have happened if he had still been working on his woodwork in their room. But what would he say, he’d tell Andrew to adapt for now and figure out where to go from there. He put his pokerface back on. This situation called for exactly what the other silver was doing: making connections however possible.

His hand settled on his bag and fiddled with it. He still had his wares, and money in the bag. He had more than enough to adapt to the situation. As his hand ran across the front pocket he remembered something… he still had that card. He pulled it out an glanced again at the numbers. 5865-5464366. Was it… was it a phone number? Could he call and find out what trash king had meant to say to the king before the fall? Or where they something else?

“Hey.” He looked at Candace. “Do you have a phone?”

His curiosity peaked, the worst that could happen is he was simply wrong, and would get a wrong number. If he was right, maybe, maybe he could figure out what the hell happened.

What she had just witnessed, she wasn't sure. It seemed... important, to say the least. Like a ritual, or a pledge, an initiation? Olivia hadn't gotten any sorts of information in regards to such things, on any of the Kingdoms for that matter. All she knew about Vegas was that it was pretty close to a wretched hive of scum and villainy as far as she was concerned, it wasn't what she was used to or fond of. It wasn't home and she wasn't sure how safe she felt here around these people. Then again, she still wasn't thinking straight.

Though, some of these people seemed nice enough, from the looks of it at least. Their close relationships, but it could have also been because of their close relationships. How were they with outsiders or people like herself? Te lady from earlier - Candace? - was coming back and she did seem to be in the sort that didn't seem like she wanted to hurt them - like that guy, Roar. Unless, well.

But, Olivia fell back a little and remained silent even though she really wanted to sit down - much like the other girl from her Kingdom. She ... just didn't know how to ask for it here, would it seem too demanding? She had no idea what to do except give Candace a really sad pathetic look.

It was like one fox yipping to another, the sound rang as clear as bells that had Jing spinning around on the stool, drink in hand and also on his pants and the skinwalkers neck. "Sorry Nuk-tiger." he pleaded instantly and gave Sammy a wave in greeting and the boil a impish grin.

One that spoke volumes that he wasn't.

The person he was searching for finally made her appearance since the beginning and he opened his arms wide to greet her. Instead, just using one to tug at the crown of her ear. "And you, little miss, what do you think you are doing?" he half jested and began to ruffle her hair like she was the brother he always wanted.

When he really just wanted to ask if she was trying to blow everything he was working towards.

Mass had found a new friend! And no one was hitting him for it. This was all he needed as he happily cavorted with the very drunken Jerry, still flying on wings of royal blue himself. It was like a contented and colourful tiger wonderland.