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Iru decided to get a good look at Roen when he decided to walk out of the ball. It was kind of odd looking. He would be handsome if he didn't look like he was on all sorts of drugs. She tilted her head a little before looking at Rhoslyn. Apparently things were fine judging by that grin on his face.

She felt his arms wrap around her and smiled. Yep, things were just fine for he was back in flirt mode. "A pound of flesh and blood. Sounds familiar." She remembered when he asked her of the same thing when she made him mad. "Though I think it's safe to assume that you're asking for a different sort of flesh with that Roen man." She glanced at him again.

When she felt his nose against hers, she giggled and moved her head from side to side to return the eskimo kiss. "You're really adorable sometimes." She moved some hair out of her face then looked in the direction of the band. "That sounds like a good idea to me." She waited for him to let her go so that she could walk.

"Ah, yes, I'm far more literal with him. There's so many more pleasures of the flesh I'd rather have with you, and I didn't even take a pint from you." He chuckled, not letting her get away that easily. "And I need a devil-leather wallet to complement my demon-bone wand."

He chuckled.

"And no, not letting you go quite yet. I've been a horrible date so far, and I really wasn't looking to get you involved... or to ditch you. Sorry about that."

No, Rhoslyn still wouldn't let her go even after that, lowering his arms a little to hold her around the waist, resting his hands on the small of her back. Some things needed to be said as soon as possible, and this was one of them.

"Oh..." She'd start as her arms draped away from his neck, a sudden uneasy feeling whirling about her as his words came out. A simple thing such as dancing seemed like a fun idea to her, and hell she thought he might've enjoyed it. But it didn't turn out that way and it wasn't something she could really help. So rather than mull it over and feel awkward or bad about it, the blacksmith just shook it off with a smile as she batted the doubt away.

"Well why didn't you say so Mister Seth?" It was easy, almost too easy and a little too sincere. Most people might find themselves skeptical with such an easy change in tone form one moment to the next, but given the girl's background... maybe not. "I had fun dancing again, though I'm sure you've had more than your fair share." She giggled a bit and thought of her plushie back at home who would pick up where the two left off. "Go ahead and take a seat back down. I'll join up with you in a bit.... once this song is done."

And like that she'd continue twirling about on her own, dancing about with her invisible partner in a much more elaborate dance of twists and twirls, her feet scathing across the ground in a slow and delicate manner along with the strum of her humming beat. Whatever Seth did from here... well... she couldn't say. But she was off in her own little world for now.

"Well, I should hope that you're more literal. I might get jealous if you weren't. As for devil leather and demon bones...Eh I prefer cow leather. It's less likely to be cursed or something." She joked and noticed that he hadn't let get go yet. She gave him a curious look.

Well, yeah he hadn't been much of a date yet, but Iru knew that it couldn't be helped. It was nice of him to apologize, though. She wasn't really expecting it. She leaned up and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "Apology accepted, though I wasn't upset with you in the first place." Honestly, she preferred to not be involved in situations where she would be more of a hindrance than an asset. "Besides, I got to try all sorts of things while you were dealing with that man."

She glanced down towards his arms then back to his eyes. "These things happen right?" She put her arms around loosely his neck. Then, she noticed the strange lady from the front table. "Uhh..." Why did she have to cling to her date now of all times? Iru never met her before. She gave her an irritated look, then looked towards Ross. "Guess we'll dance after you take care of this girl."

Rhoslyn gave an appreciative purr of approval when she kissed him, and glowed more brightly for the both of them to show it, too. He was glad to hear she hadn't been upset, and was about to ask her what was good when he suddenly felt a tap on his leg, then a sudden clinger-on was there next. A bit confused as to why a child was allowed in here, he looked down to see the little fae woman.

"Oh. Hi there."

He blinked a few times, then looked back to Iru, looking considerably more amused than he should have with the situation.

"Well, I did ask you to dance, so we'll get our dance on... soon, I hope."

Chuckling as he watched Wigi go from worried to 'omg where's the Jager at?', the punk simply relaxed (finally enjoying his night) at the bar and sipped his drink slowly. He believed in moderation, kind of, and considering the events of the last hour or so and his apparent association with Roen Jaeger .. It would have been plain stupid to get inebriated. Luckily for Wigi, the Changeling was quite resilient. He was possibly more dangerous in a fight now than while sober. The goblin fruit helped and his total lack of restraint helped even more. The Ogre threw the kinds of punches that simply laid most humanoids out.

"You should drink slower. I don't want to have to drag you into the Hedge, and you don't want a wine hangover tomorrow." He respected the changeling's ability to handle his liquor, and even more his capability of withstanding psychoative compounds in their highest of doses. He'd once seen the Ogre take an entire apple of Datura while Ed had only taken about a fifth that much. Highs like those lasted over 24 hours, typically, which wasn't even the impressive part because Jimson Weed trips were infamous for lasting long. It was the simple fact the toxic plant hadn't outright killed the Ogre.

But something had to give.

"Sounds good. Hopefully, we find a few Hobgoblins while we're there. I need to hit something before the night is out and the tournament begins, and nothing is better to hit than a creature from Arcadia." The cyberpunk sipped his Guinness and smirked, watching the ball underway. It was starting to look like a civil event. About ******** time.

Iru was only irritated because she thought she would have to wait for her date to deal with things again. She was glad to see that Esouna was only using his leg to rest for a little while. Once she was gone, Iru noticed the amused expression on Rhoslyn's face. She poked out her bottom lip in a pout. "You seem to find this awfully funny."