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The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...




"I don't know!" Angela laughed, swaying her hips to the beat. She closed her eyes as she felt the deep beats of the drums vibrating all the way down to her toes and the base of her spine. "I'm just doing what feels natural." She saw onlookers and really wanted to pull them all in as well. But, ugh, Sani was there. And she hadn't quite lost her senses enough to forget he was a creepy pervert who would probably molest her again. Then she'd have to drop kick him into the fire.

But then she saw Renivere. Ha! Grabbing Ayu, she dragged her over so they could capture the blonde girl. "Renivere! Come on! Sethrian's waiting!" she teased as she grabbed Renivere's hand and started to pull her toward the fire.

Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...

“Purple? Is that what turns you on, ma'am?” Sani inquired half-jokingly to the woman he had only noticed after the tall – tall – boy had approached. People seemed to be queer in this generation if hair color was such an important topic. Maybe he should look into changing it? He looked at the boy for a second – cute! And so was the woman, even if she was older! In fact, it was better that she was – the more experience, the better! Not that awkwardly tall boy would be disregarded just due to that. “But, no, I love dancing! Everything about it is fantastic! Look at them go!” He gestured to the girls – oh, hang on a minute.. Was that the prude? And the little princess? He raised his brows – was that her type? Nooo.. couldn't be. She was with that one man, wasn't she..? But, she did come off as such a man hater, he wouldn't be surprised if.. “Yeah, like what she said – can get away with anything on the floor.” He said after dropping the thoughts, but keeping a close eye on the two girls and half willing them to make out or something right there. “What, can't you dance?”

Tshila was showing off. Because, well, this was a dance, which she was good at. And there was fire. Which she was also good at. And she was also good at combining them. So that's exactly what she was doing.

She was off to the side, away from most of the dancers because she didn't want to hurt anyone. But she was dancing, creating ribbons of fire that whirled around her as she shimmied around to the music. She wanted to catch something on fire! Wait. No she didn't. That was bad.

Um...she looked around and saw a few people who were not joining in the fun so she abandoned her fire and her dancing spot, and bounded over to them. "Come on! You can't just sit here! Dance with me!"

The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...



Angela just laughed as Ayu mentioned snowboarding. Well, it hadn't been fun. But she didn't care at the moment. "I pretty much just fell down the mountain and ended up having palpitations because your brother wanted to talk to me," Angela said, pausing. "I guess I was just too stressed from the snowboarding and he scared me since I wasn't sure what he wanted to say after he broke up with me the other day. So..."

She smiled and shrugged it off. That was then. At the moment, though, she was feeling really good and she refused to think about anything unpleasant. She whirled away from the other girls briefly, before she was back to dance beside Ayu.

Gah! It was hot. And was getting thirsty.

Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...

.:l Morgan O’Donald l:.

”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,

How devious of the both of them. From what he could tell, one was violent and the other was a pervert. Of course, they did made sense... Morgan must not have heard the lady all too well when she mentioned poisonous gas. Then again, this school was filled with oddballs. "Another solution could have been to just find an oxygen mask and tank, but you could have just filled it up with poisonous gas instead." He offered the idea, not bothering to indulge in thinking about how crazy that just sounded.

He had to preen a little at the compliment, chuckling out. "Thank you very much, but unfortunately, as much as I rock the purple, this isn't natural. Of course, it'd hard to find people with purple as their natural coloring like yourself."

"It does for me, so that's why you should join in on the club. I'm kidding. C'mon, you have to admit though. The ladies love purple." Morgan snickered at the guy's question, obviously joshing back. Oh, man. How long has it been since he's been able to just chill and relax? Lately, he'd been stuck with Rose, so he couldn't exactly let loose, but with this vacation, freedom! At the other's indication, Morgan looked over and saw many familiar people dancing to their heart's content, and well, now he couldn't see them the same anymore.

Morgan was about to answer the other's question about his ability to dance, but then, another blonde it was a good thing that he dyed his hair, or else, he'd have to keep saying blonde over and over again came by. He shot them both a sheepish grin and excused himself. "Sorry. If I dance, the world would explode."

’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up

Sethrian hadn't realized Renivere had arrived yet until Ayu bumped her in his direction and he caught sight of her. He smiled as she looked around looking sort of nervous and bewildered and very, very adorable. He made his weay to her, still moving with the beat, and slid his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. "Hello," he said.

He took her hand and twirled her away slightly, so they were facing one another. "Do you want me to teach you how to do it as well?"

He remembered at the ball she had said she didn't know how to dance. Perhaps she would be willing to learn though.

"Sometimes my words don't make any sense when I say them..."


Renivere wondered if her flailing was working or not? Did she fit in with the mix of people who knew what they were doing. Sethrian took note of her and saved a person from being smacked by her hand because she wasn't really paying attention, twirling her and making her feel like a princes with hardly any effort.

Renivere smiled at Sethrian. She was embarrassed, but happy to see him. "It would bring to me great happiness to learn." Renivere said to him and if she used her super determination skills, maybe she wouldn't look so out of place next to him.

Sethrian pulled Renivere closer again and moved behind her so he could put his arms around her again--but this time so he could help demonstrate the different moves. "First," he told her, "You have to find the beat."

"Then, you can start with a small move like this." He placed his hands at the top of her hips, gently forcing her into a hip drop first on the right, then the left, followed by a hip twist. For the first time since he'd known her, he wasn't concerned with her getting the wrong idea, or him making a mistake. He was so caught up in the atmosphere of the festival and so focused on the dancing that really, he was just eager to show her hwo to do it, at least a little, so they could dance together and she could feel confident.

Well, and he certainly didn't object to the idea of being this close to her, with his hands on her hips. Even though the fire was staving off most of the cold, she was still a nice source of heat. But most importantly, she was Renivere. He just wanted to be near her.