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Looking both surprised and concerned as Riyo started her story, Blade wondered when exactly this had happened and how for that matter. She looked fine now but he had to wonder if it was connected at all to what had nearly killed him not long ago. Then again she hadn't mentioned it before now so maybe not...

"Dang... though you're alright now right?" he asked first before raising a brow, "Also remind me to never get on your bad side."

"You could always toss in glitter," he suggested with a slight smirk, "Or make him wear a mask of what's his face.. um... Robert blah blah Twilight dude."

"I do feel kinda funny.... not sure what it is," Shun replied, "Then again I've been feeling odd a lot lately. Maybe I'm getting sick..."

Shrugging the thought off, he watched her go off towards the drink stand again. Though, now he had the idea of getting her to dance.

"Alright, but you really should join in. No hesitations.. Just gooo"

Retreating back to the drink table Mitsu looked over what was there but didn't see anything like what she had. Though it looked like the woman had mixed it. Maybe it was just a mix of the fruit juices they had? It seemed there was quite a bit of those as well. About to reach for something an older college boy stepped up to her, his face showing that he was obviously on something.

"How you doin'?" He asked with a loop-sided smirk, pointing to her like his hand was a gun.

"I...uh..." That deer in headlights look came back as she tried to look for something to drink a little faster. "I'm f..fine."

"Oh, you lookin' for somethin' to drink?" He turned to the table in an unsteady manner. "I can make you something." Though it was doubtful. Instantly he went to work, hands grabbing whatever was close and mixing it into a cup. When he was done making whatever concoction he thought was a drink it looked like he dropped something into the glass before holding it out for Mitsu to take. "Here ya go. It's good."

"I..I don't think I should," She had seen him put alcohol in it and that's not exactly what she wanted having no clue she had already had some.

"Ah come on don't say that. Have a sip." The cup was put into Mitsu's hands, the guy's face beaming though he had his eyes closed now. "I made it just for you and you're not even going to try it?"

With a new glass being forced into her hand, Mitsu let out a sigh. If she just sipped it there wouldn't be a problem. She could thank him, leave, and then dispose of the rest. To bad she had no idea what she was in for. Taking a small sip her mouth was invaded with the strong taste of liquor with a hint of juice. It was hard to say what it tasted like the most or even smelled like, but it certainly burned the nose and throat. Choking a little Mitsu gave a hard swallow of what little contents she had gotten. Then, trying to smile, she gave a nod. "I..Its good. T..thank you." She said nervously.

"Try a little more, it gets better I promise." His hand reached up to touch her shoulder but Mitsu was quick to move away.

Daring another sip she lifted the glass a bit. "Y..yeah, its good. Thanks....I better get back before someone comes looking for me." Trying to disappear into the crowd before he could follow she sighed again. No where seemed to be safe. She wandered a little bit with the drink in hand and without even thinking took another sip of it. Sputtering and coughing she managed to swallow it, wondering why she still had it in her hands.

A few more steps and her eyes dilated and she suddenly felt strange, floaty, and she was very aware of what she saw, heard, and could feel. A few more steps after that and she spotted Desmond again with another girl. Her brows furrowed together in some sort of displeased look, trying to take a drink and realizing too late that it was the drink she was trying to get rid of....though it didn't taste nearly as bad now...odd. Trying to not linger on the vampire her eyes searched for Shun but in a crowd of constantly moving people she was easily distracted. Going forward a few paces she stepped back once and looked around. She did this a few times until she finally bumped into someone, looking back to see that it was the assassin.

"Oh, Heeeeeey you," Her iris' could hardly be seen around her dilated pupil as she tilted her head back to look at him instead of turning around. "I think I can feel the air." That was rather odd to say. Tilting her head back up her eyes focused on Desmond again, that displeased look returning as she took another sip of her drink.

Klyde had just managed to pour himself a drink and take a sip when he felt yet another draft and heard Riyo's voice. With a heavy sigh he downed the contents of his glass and grabbed for something else. "Was that really necessary?" He asked, turning around once he had a new drink in hand.

While this wasn't the first time he had had a dress on, or skirt, this was the first time in an extremely public place. It was safe to say he was honestly teetering on being embarrassed, though it was hard to say since he couldn't blush. Shifting a bit he tried to pull the skirt further down. Since it wasn't meant for him to wear the skirt only came mid way down his thighs, exposing most of his pale legs.

"I hope you're satisfied." He said quietly taking a sip of his drink while looking away. "I wouldn't do this for anyone else."

"Oh look at you," A girl said from behind Klyde, her voice lapsing into drunken giggles. "It's like you're wearing a short kilt." Without a second's thought the girl flipped Klyde's skirt as well before trotting off with a laugh.

With a sigh and a bit of a pout, Klyde stared at his glass wishing the alcohol would work faster. There wasn't much else that was going to make this better.

Desmond cringed the second he heard the word 'boyfriend', wondering what the hell he was supposed to do now. "Uh. I'm afraid I don't swing that-"

"Don't be silly. I know you're hot for me. C'mon. I've got a camera and I'm ready to take pictures of myself cheating on him. That's what the b*****d did to me." The girl began to press herself up against the vampire, making him look more than a little nervous. Yeah. He could hit a girl... But in a crowd that probably wouldn't be a fantastic idea.

"Look, I'm sorry for what happened to you but-" before he could finish that thought, the black-haired woman practically shoved her lips into his, muffling the rest of his sentence. Christ...

"It was indeed." Riyo said proudly, suddenly realizing that she'd sat her drink down as she watched Klyde take a shot. Glancing away from the sight as a girl decided to flip his skirt as well, Riyo spotted the seemingly untouched beverage and walked over to grab it, immediately taking a swig. It packed much more of a punch than she remembered...

"And you know what I wouldn't do for anyone else but you?" Riyo asked, an arm wrapping around Klyde's shoulder. "Give 'em a second chance." There was no cruel intent behind her words, but it was probably a poorly thought out comment. And... Why was she feeling so strange all the sudden. "Damn. This packs a punch." Her eyes glanced down at the drink... Watching the liquid almost start to spin. "Here, have some." She immediately offered it up to Klyde with a smile, slightly leaning into him without realizing it.

Raising an eyebrow as he saw Riyo lean against Klyde, Blade had to wonder what was being said exactly. Then again... maybe she was just drunk. She had drunk a fair amount that he's noticed. His own drink had a bit of a kick to it so he could only assume that Vick had upped the alcohol content a bit for hers as well.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure you won't fall," grinned Shun, who didn't seem to notice that growl. He did however hear the whimper, "I won't let you get hurt. Ok?"

It was probably a good thing he was a bit ineberated at the moment else he probably would have been fairly pissed and confused as to why Mitsu seemed so intent on staring at Desmond. He was a little bothered here, seeing how he felt she should just forget about the b*****d, but he was a considerably less angry person while drunk.

"Y'trust me right?" he asked her while still holding onto her wrists, swaying them a little from side to side already to kind of start getting into the swing of things. The assassin may be drunk but for now he still had pretty good motery skills.

With her arms being swung back and forth to the beat of the music, Mitsu turned to Shun a little nervously, her eyes focusing in a little. "Y..yes I trust you." Somehow the feeling of swaying was sending her a little off balance, her body shifting unsteadily with her arms. Her mind kept trying to shift back to what had made her angry not even a few seconds ago but the feeling was being drowned out. The music alone, now that she was on the dance floor, was overwhelming, the beat changing once again to something more techno.

"You can smell color? You are a ********." Eyes shifting to Blade, Klyde had a strange look in his eyes. "I can see flavor...." Pulling away from Riyo slightly, Klyde reached out to grab Blade's shoulder. "Dude....dude......dude. I think you taste like snozeberries. I'm not sure what they are but that's the flavor I see." Turning to Riyo he tried to pull her toward the thief. "Riyo what do you think? Snozeberries right?"

Standing back up, Klyde realized something, "It's hot in here." Which was true from all the body heat, dancing, and booze. Though what he did next was uncalled for as he removed the jacket he had on and then started to pull off his shirt.

As Klyde slipped out of her grasp, her gaze followed him over to blade, immediately following the vampire.

"I dunno." Riyo replied simply with a smile, sniffing him with interest. Without much warning, she gave Blade a friendly lick, her tail almost wagging like a dog. "I think he tastes like sunshine dust."

Though, her attention seemed to divide when Klyde started to lift up his shirt. "H-hey Klyde. What do you taste like?" Her hands reached out to touch his newly uncovered skin, a big stupid grin on her face. "I bet you taste like cake."

Moving away from his current position, Desmond tried to move to the other side of the warehouse, hoping slut girl would just give up looking for him and move to the next clueless schmuck... Though he couldn't help but notice how close Shun and Mitsu were to eachother...

While it enraged him, there wasn't much he could do about it. He was her friend after all and had been taking care of her... And...

...

Wait a minute.

Could they have?

Did she-

... Nah, couldn't be.

Could it?

It seemed that Riyo wasn't going to be helping him out much as she soon gave him a sniff and lick. That was... strange to say the least. While he was attracted to her, that was still a little out of his comfort zone at the moment. The fact that she was feeling up Klyde's stomach only made it worse.

"U-um..." he started but froze as the vampire licked him as well. Blade didn't know what to make of this, nor did he know what the hell to do here. But apparently these two were either drunk or somehow high or possibly both.

"H-hey, enough with the licking... please..." he said while trying to figure out what to do. A part of him wanted to get away so he wouldn't be so damn awkward right now but at the same time he didn't think it was a good idea to leave these two (or at least Riyo) alone while they were like this. Who knew what the hell they could do?

"Man maybe I should have stayed home..." he mumbled while rubbing the back of his neck.

Tilting his head, Shun stared down at Mitsu as she seemed entranced with his scent. He didn't seem to mind at all as she started to mess with his shirt and continued to dance around with her, oblivious to much else that was going on around them.

"Delicious? You think I'd taste good?" he asked, not really thinking how dirty that just sounded.

Klyde looked confused for a moment when Blade told him to stop licking. But...it just seemed so right. "Rape a color?" That sounded like an intriguing idea. "What color should we rape?" Turning to Blade he leaned against the thief. "Hey...hey....hey Blade...hey. What color should we rape?" He chuckled the words sounding funnier and funnier in his head.

Mitsu's eyes were nearly black as she took in Shun's scent, hands gripping at him to keep him close like he might step away and the scent would vanish. "You smell....smell delicious." She repeated tilting her head curiously before licking at his chest. "You have a spicy taste." Then for no reason at all she smiled and started to giggle.

The music started to shift again but Mitsu found that standing was a lot of effort, her legs not really wanting to comply with the idea. Just when she thought they might actually give out another pair of hands grabbed her shoulders, another body pressing up behind her.

"I told you that drink was good, huh?" The college boy from before asked. Apparently he had been looking for her.

"Y..yeah," Mitsu tilted her head back to look at him curiously, the suddenly invasion of personal space not registering at all. "It's all gone now...like...poof." She giggled again completely talking out of her head.