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A startled squeak muffled past Kettil's lips when he planted his kiss on her, and her eyes went wide as saucers. What is kiss, Freya's fuzzy mind said. She swayed heavily when he pulled away, and her expression turned goofy and ridiculous. She had no idea where she was at the moment - and all discussion about the auction had flown right out the window.

But she did remember one, single thing.

"Eeeeheehee." She giggled drunkenly. "I win."

What, exactly, Freya might have thought she won at that moment, would remain a mystery until the end of time.

It took a lot internal debate...but Junko finally couldn't take it anymore.

She wanted to have fun too.

Her notes were given to a gnome along with a very serious threat if he didn't keep proper track of the bids. She then hopped off the stage and joined the rest of the crowd, grinning at the lineup and clapping her hands. Ohhh! Who would she bid on? Oh, oh! She knew!

"40 on Nahm~!"

Junko IS BIDDING 40 SEEDS ON Nahm!

Junko blinked, looking Freya's way when she called out a bid of her own. She pouted. Oh no, not this time. Eris had been a mistake but not Nahm.

"Seventy!"

Junko IS BIDDING 70 SEEDS ON Nahm!

Freya turned to look at Junko, her face scandalized at the bids. She thought Junko was her friend! Still, she couldn't let that stop her from charging forward, for as long as she could.

Which wasn't much longer, sadly.

She counted her seeds very carefully, which took quite a long time in her state, and then let out a less enthusiastic bid.

Freya IS BIDDING 80 SEEDS ON Nahm!

When Kettil dropped seeds into her pile, she lost count of how many seeds she had, and started counting all over again.

"... I have no idea what that means, but it sounded sexy. So I'm going to assume it was something sexy." Safe enough bet, right? Hell, he didn't even know what language that was. Some b*****d child of German and Russian? Eh, it didn't matter. She could've made it up for all he cared.

Always quick to get too comfortable with a lady, the boil attempted to drape an arm around Shehk's shoulders. "Oh, my dear, you've just won a full package with chump change. Like buying designer shoes with pocket lint." Lou did not seem put off in the least by that smile. If anything, it encouraged him... To start unbuttoning his jacket and undershirt. "Cold body, hot lovin's. Check this six pack. Perfectly sculpted, top of the line." Yes, he was quite proud of his.. Features. "Touch them if you want. Ensure they're to your liking." Now he was starting to sound like a greasy car salesman. "And this boil has been around the block more than once. I'm no amateur." Make that a greasy used car salesman.

Though, when Shehk posed the idea that he'd have to clarify desperate and lonely, the vampire rubbed his chin. "... The... Kind that gets me laid... I guess?" There was only one good thing that could ever be said for Lou at any given time. He was most certainly honest about how he felt.

Lan smiled a bit brighter. "Carry your sleeves? A most excellent idea. Even that should be within his skills." A tap to her chin as Shaheen asked for higher bids. "Five seeds but... hrm. Zhi a proposal." She motioned to the war horseman.

"If we continue on, we shall only raise the price which we pay. I have need of only a minor sort, target practice and all that, you have need of a sleeve carrier. So if you continue to bid.... How about I pay three seeds, you as well. Six seeds in total, the war horseman's time to be shared, with you having the majority. We spend less each, and get what we both need." A modest proposal.

Lan IS BIDDING 5 SEEDS ON Shik!

To that, Lou laughed. "Well that's certainly not going to happen. Might as well not get my hopes up." Lou being good. Maybe when Paris Hilton swore to celibacy.

Unfortunately, the highest Lou's body temperature got was lukewarm. Shehk was out of luck there. Though, her fingers did serve their purpose. They were cold as ********, man! "Can't... Tell... If like..." The vampire chattered as a chill went up his spine. It was like being teased by ice cubes. Sexy finger shaped ice cubes. Hnngh.

It was at least nice to be admired for once. Most ghouls around here started blushing the moment toplessness was suggested.

Then there came the bone-chilling 'rip your throat out and eat you like a slice 'o cherry pie' comment. That's what he heard, at least. Lou's spiral eyes widened, a bleak expression only lingering for moments before his cheerfully fearless guise reclaimed the reigns. "That's... Kinky." Lou paused for a moment. "Maybe... Too kinky for me." He started tapping his chin. "Well. Then again. I always try to do everything at least once. Just to make sure I don't like it." There were stories there. Oh, were there ever. "Hm. Now I'm conflicted." But hey, her finger was enough to take his mind off that.

"Not completely unreasonable?" While yes, the boil was willing to jump head first into any trap baited by a woman, it didn't mean his suspicion was always quelled. "You haven't hit your head recently or had some sort of mid-unlife crises, have you ta-tas?"