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Fallon curled her legs neatly around herself, brushing a long strand of cinnamon hair over her shoulder. "I'll start," she said. Games were fun! This game would be fun too! It took a lot of Fallon's concentration not to bubble over with excitement. Sure, she was mature for her age, but she was still fifteen. Fifteen and ready to make some friends. Long fingers reached into the bowl and pulled out the first slip of paper.

She read aloud, "Have you ever had a boyfriend?"

Baha.

Bahaha.

Bahahahahahahahahaha.

Fallon grinned, shaking her head at her own little joke. She certainly didn't hide her sexuality, but she didn't really broadcast it either. She was who she was, and it didn't matter if that person was straight or gay. The question, however, was hilarious to her.

A devious smirk crossed her lips. "No," she said, explaining nothing more and passing the bowl to Melinda. "Your turn."

Elusive Fallon is elusive.

Elke watched Fallon apprehensively, not wanting to do anything wrong; it seemed like the other girl had been acting just... really weird. Predatory. Like she was staring at people around Elke funny... and smiling just a little too brightly... It was really creepy, okay, it just was. Did she know she was Virgo?!

After a long moment, she took a deep breath and took the bowl. She reached in for a question, settled on a piece of paper with torn edges. Reading it, she smiled, and then she laughed. "I got my own question," said Elke, one hand over her mouth. "What would you do if you had a crush on someone you weren't supposed to? Well, um, I guess I'd ignore it." Too quickly, she dropped it back into the bowl and held the bowl out to the princ-- Serenade.

By her blush, it was clear she'd asked that because she'd wanted someone else's answer.

Pierrette lifted her head from Abeline's arm and looked up at her with a smile. She had expected that she'd be yelled at, or even pushed off.

When she realized that that wouldn't happen, Pierrette giggled at their little secret. It was a little unnerving, seeing this innocent girl giggle-- but there was a reason. For some reason, her memory decided to filter in all the PG-rated memories involving Cancer first. Huh. Well, it was good for the game, after all. Didn't need to have a fainter (and, believe me, she would faint).

Pierrette took a number from the bowl.

"Would you live with someone without marrying them?" Pierrette squinted at the sheet of paper before putting it back in the bowl.

"That's a difficult one... I'm guessing you mean boys, right?"

Pierrette was quiet, eerily quiet. She was remembering things, remembering pain. A bright white pain on her ring-finger, to be exact.

Finally, she spoke.

"Nope!" she pushed the bowl to Abeline. "Knights always stay with their princesses."

One could attribute that to Pierrette's love of fairy tales.

But the Zodiac knew better.

Fallon offered Melinda a soft smile when she answered. Feeling helpless was a familiar fear for her, too. When Elke answered, her eyes lingered on the girl's face, trying desperately to understand the appeal. Sure, she was cute, and she seemed nice. By why did the others seem so magnetized to her? Pierrette and Abeline, too, seemed to share a special bond. It almost made Fallon feel... left out. And at her own dinner party, too.

She pushed the thoughts out to listen to Serenade's question. The girl had such a pleasant voice, though Fallon could never put her finger on the exact characteristic that made it so soothing. "Ally?" she said, words escaping her lips before she could contain them. "Who is Ally?" Did Serenade have a sister or something? As far as Fallon could remember, there had been no Ally at Barren Pines either. The question was posed innocently, softly.

Her voice trailed off when Pierrette answered. So the girl assumed it would be a boy? Hmph. Fallon could be just as good of a knight to Pierrette's princess as any boy in all of Destiny City! At least, according to her.

Imogen's question brought a tinge of sadness. Would Barren Pines ever cease to be so painful? She smiled softly at the other girl. They were on the same page about the news and its accuracy in reporting the incident.

Magenta eyes moved to Abeline. "It's your turn, Abeline. I hope you get a good one."

The bowl slipped back into Fallon's hands, her eyes lingering briefly on Abeline. "I'd skip history every day if it wouldn't tank my GPA," she said, shaking her head. The subject was difficult for her. It was just the same situation repeated over and over again -- but in different countries. Power shifted, tables turned, the balance of the world was offset. She could understand the overarching themes, but failed tests for not grasping the individual details.

Fallon reached her fingers into the bowl and picked out the first slip she touched. She read it aloud: " What kind of superpower would you want if you had one?" A smile twitched on to her lips. "This is a good one." And it was! This was the kind of question that you always saw on internet surveys. Whatever power you said would say something about your personality, right?

At first, Fallon started to say "invisibility" but quickly changed her mind. She pressed a painted nail to her lips. "Time manipulation," she said. "Or maybe telekinesis. Wait. Yeah, telekinesis. I'd love to be able to control things with my mind, or put thoughts in other people's heads." It was a nice thought. She could cook dinner from the other room while ironing her dresses. She could make ill-mannered people do as she wanted. Well, maybe she should have asked for 'mind control.' Oh well. It didn't really matter; it was just a pretend game.

Leaning over, she passed the bowl back to Melinda. "Round two!" she announced, holding up two fingers and smiling.

Serenade wanted to go where Ally was? But Ally... was dead, wasn't he? The look she gave her Princess was worried, and for a moment she abandoned her manners to give Serenade a tight hug. "Ally is..." Elke gave her green-haired friend a hopeless look. "Ally is important," she said, "we owe him a lot."

It was not her place to say anything else.

She flinched every time Barren Pines came up. Of course, the others didn't remember! The Opal Crystal was saving them the pain. But she remembered, and she rubbed the place on her neck where she had taken Fallon's bite for Serenade. Poor, poor Princess...

The question she drew was easy. "What do you think is your worst characteristic? Your best?" She sighed and said, "I'm really terrible at History. But I'm really good at talking to people and I'm told I give great hugs!"