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"Christof, leave me the JACK alone!!" Calder barked, voice breaking though still angry. Sssassssssnip.

"I think that sounds great." Shehk agreed, letting Jericho pick the lead as she stepped towards the group that seemed to be forming around Riley. It would be a perfectly acceptable time to go and give her own congratulations. The gathering seemed to be quite the thing as it was.

Engagements were exciting, and she was able to pick up the talk of the wedding even as she approached, smiling at the Red Dragon's side.

"Well, well, well. This seems to be quite the party going on right here, care if we join you?"

...and being stupid he was. The moment Calder had left the auditorium, he hated the clothes he was wearing, that he was covered and dolled up in things Barth had given him, and other things that reminded him of him. Things that he had spent that early morning obsessing over to the last detail just to impress a boil who could care less, and worst of all, he hated the roses. The roses in his hair that he wore to match Barth. The roses he picked because it reminded him of how they got close, that Barth had trusted him with the secret to his thorns, and the roses he had given Lilith. He hated them, and they were twisted and tangled into his hair.

It wasn't hard to find a pair of scissors. With all the decorating and flowers, a pair of forgotten scissors outside of the main room were set aside, maybe for some emergency ribbon trimming in case something needed fixed up quickly, and he snatched them on his way to the boil's room. It was a walk away - and Barth hated walking.

In the stall, he worked to cut the roses in a haphazard fashion. A lock here, a chunk here, in angles that showed no pre-planning for style but only a desperation to be rid of the flowers, these symbols of his misguided affections. When Christof banged at the door, he all but glared at it, and continued snipping away.

Until the door shook, and Calder pressed his hands against both walls. He wasn't really - He wouldn't!

Christof did, and Calder knew he would, and was very capable of that fact. Though not expecting him to meddle with Amrita and his Mistress elsewhere, he did expect him to break things down. It was his way, and soon the stall door snapped off it's hinges and hit him straight over the head. "OW!!" He whined, and shoved the door aside.

"ARE YOU JACKIN CRAZY! I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE NOT BREAK DOWN THE DAMN DOOR!" He rose up, a pair of scissors in a threatening manner in one hand, as roses twisted up in locks of white, fine hair rolled off his lap and fell softly on the ground around him. The emotionally-destructive haircut........was anything but chic. The image was not improved by his tear-stained face. All that was missing was some emo rock playing in the background and some black eye liner.

*Shun* would like to get to know someone!

Shun surveyed the area and doesn't really do much else since his player mainly wanted to get in a sign up post but didn't know what else to have him do at this very moment.

Coming back to the main gathering Mitsu looked around at the familiar yet unfamiliar faces in the crowd wondering if any of her friends were around. She stayed close to Shun's side as they moved since his had his arm around her waist.

"Should we...mingle?" Mitsu wasn't good with mingling. Getting to know new people was a struggle which was why she was thankful for this event.

Junko and Lizzy were exactly as excited as Riley expected, and their excitement rubbed off on her. She was, at best, looking like she could have squealed if no one was around.

But she didn't.

But she could have.

*West* wants to get to know somebody!

Master Baiter, West's phoenix scareon, thought her owner didn't get out as much as he should. Sure, he had met a few new students recently, but he still spent quite a bit of his time bitching to her about how he had to train more and learn to fly better and... yawn. She didn't understand many of the intricacies of the English language but she knew whatever he was saying was probably really boring.

She sauntered through the auditorium, trying to look all lost and adorable, and hopped up on the signup sheet when no one was looking, leaving a chewed on frowny-faced picture of West nearby. Hopefully someone would take the hint.