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Blossom was more animated that night than she had been in quite a while, happily keeping Evelyn's hand in hers as she kept talking. "Ooh, that's something to consider, too! I know Abel's been working really hard with his group for a while, and I think they've had an upsurge of work recently, so that might be something to look into once you've talked to the guild Crew and gotten all settled in and everything. Gotta get the necessities handled first. You live around here, right, in Eyris? I think th-- oh hey, that looks mmmph." She startled a little as Dietrich showed her the little pastry before pressing it right into her mouth. Okay then. She stood in silence for a few moments, then reached up and bit off what was in her mouth to chew and swallow, holding the rest contemplatively in her hand. "Mm, beef. And swiss too, I think?" She finished it off while Dietrich greeted Evelyn, and Blossom couldn't help but smile wider. Her entire face lit up, like someone had shone a spotlight on her. For once, none of the usual weariness or anxiety or pain, physical or otherwise, seemed to be showing through. (Even with the bandages, but that was definitely unrelated.) Blossom put an arm around them both, hitting around their ribcages thanks to her height, and hugged onto them like that, grinning over at Willard. "See? There's good folks here. You'll fit in great." She beamed up at the two like she had the entire world in her grasp, tangible and ready.

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Juniper giggled in response to Vince, nodding. "Yeah, I remember that! He nearly fell over! I don't think he really understands just how strong Sumia is under the armor and all the flower petals." She let out a sharp squeak and laughed again as his hand landed gently on her tail, then waved, tail twitching slightly. She turned back to the pot, preparing to ladle out two bowls. "Okay, let's see, it's cold outside, and your papa doesn't make this often, so let's get you a biiiig bowl of--" She froze, eyes darting up. An unfamiliar face was snatching up food from the table like she hadn't eaten anything that didn't come directly off of a wild plant in the past week, and Juniper held the ladle over the second bowl, unmoving, watching her. Then she shifted, and Juniper startled, dropping the ladle onto the table as she snatched Lina up into her arms and rapidly put distance between them and the cat laguz. "What in the name of--?!" Juniper watched warily from a distance, panting from a combination of panic and sudden adrenaline, one hand on the Beaststone in her pocket, the other grasping firmly onto Lina. There was no telling what an unfamiliar face could do, even somewhere like here! She relaxed after a moment, though, seeing her attention entirely unfocused on the rabbits. "...Lina, please do me a favor," she mumbled, going with her back to the table and hastily gathering up their bowls. "Let's-- let's eat a little further away from them. Just in case. It'll make me feel better about this entire-- thing. She smiled sheepishly before scooting to the other side of the table to sip her soup, directly from the bowl. She at least had the grace to keep from getting it on her face.

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Amelia emerged from the stairs a minute or so after Tibarn, fastening the last button on her jacket as she placed her feet down on the landing. She smoothed a hand gently against her head and readjusted the silk flower and ribbons she had pinned up there-- courtesy of Iris, the sorceress had a wonderful way with a needle-- before approaching the party in the den. There was what looked like a very happy lover's spat, people were eating, talking, it was... mostly going okay so far? Tibarn was checking on the food, and there were a few faces scattered about that she didn't quite recognize, and a few she hadn't seen in quite a while. Amelia waved warmly in Evelyn's direction before picking up a glass of grape juice for herself, then approached the rather sulky-looking man in the corner, busily gnawing on something from the snack table. "I'm glad to see you chose to make your presence known," she told him, smiling wryly as she sat down on the armchair next to him-- next to his head, more specifically. She sipped from her glass, and held a hand out to him. "I'm Amelia, if you don't recall. You're Gangrel, correct? From Plegia."

The high-pitched shriek from the white haired cat laguz made K stop abruptly, giving him time for him to escape. She shook her heavy head and quickly sat down to scratch at her ear. 'That really hurt!' Still scratching her ear, she looked around. It took time for to get her thoughts together and remember what she was about to do. "Oh! That's right!" Briskly, she jumped back on her paws and was ready to chase them remaining few.

Aw, that was a complete shame! A few potential playmates decided to leave as the fun was about to start. Those nice looking taguels were gonna miss all the fun! Pouncing was the best game ever! Why would anyone run away from that?

That left the blue haired cat. With a canine smile, she dashed towards him and tackled him. Once they both were on the floor, she left out a loud cheer and transformed back. "A-ha! This One wins! Take that, Kitty!"

K stared at her prey. The hairs on the back on her neck prickled up. That was something really odd to say. She was very uncertain on what to do now. Usually, people would just be very afraid after she ponced on them. So, what should she do when a prey acts all cheery after getting smacked into the ground?

Carefully, the wolf laguz got off and shifted away from Sunil. Her eyes darted around, looking for some sign on what to do. To be fair, she had never really had played tag before, whatever that was. "T-tag? I-is that like a type of cake? 'Cause This One loooves c-cake!" She nervously said backing away.

Perhaps it was time to follow suit and do what the others did. Quickly, she transformed back into her wolf form and started to run around the dinning hall.

"T-tag? I-is that like a type of cake? 'Cause This One loooves c-cake!"

They had never played tag before. Oh gods, this poor soul. How could they not know of the fabulous game known as tag? To not know of tag was like... not knowing the deliciousness that is cake. Sunil decided to teach the wolf how to play tag. After she had gotten off of him, the cat got up and dusted himself off.

"It's not cake. It's a game. I'll teach you the game so please calm down an-- oh you already transformed. No please don't run around in here! We should probably take it out--"

"Everybody stop!!"

"...side." Sunil nyaro~n'd. Yep, he wanted to avoid that. Amelia was a good girl, but she was a bit of a stickler for the rules and just needed to learn how to relax. But he could understand some of the motives as to why she stepped in.

Mmrgh. How should he resolve this?

Amelia looked up from the wolf laguz for a moment, noticing Sunil's uneasy expression. She frowned a little, and looked back at the wolf, her stern expression softening at the edges. "Hey, everything's fine, okay? I'm not upset, really. I just-- there's--"

She stopped when she realized someone was addressing her, and she turned to face Lina, one hand resting on her hip. She listened quietly to her, before nodding slowly, a little smile lighting up her expression. "If the three of you can promise not to shift in the manor, then you can keep playing inside, all right? There's a lot of people around here, and a lot of dishes, and a lot of hot food and drinks. I don't want anyone getting hurt, unintentionally or otherwise." She mimicked Lina's gesture, smiling wider now. "You've got my word that you can keep playing inside as long as you stick to yours."

She looked over at the wolf again, and smiled apologetically. "Hear that? Go have fun with your friends. Oh, and talk to Marina at some point tonight, please? She'll probably be here in a little while. You can't miss her, she's tall, has really pretty blue-black hair to about her hips, and she's probably wearing mostly dark colors. She's in charge of helping out new arrivals to the city, so I'm sure she'll be able to get something started for you, if you're new around here. Okay?" She dusted her jacket off, and waved a little. "Remember, play nice. There's magic in these walls."

She watched Lina attempt to shepherd the laguz along with her to the foyer, then strolled back over to the armchairs, dropping down next to Gangrel. She picked her glass back up and took a sip. She was gonna need it, she was sure. "So, as I was saying before."

Tiki had been people-watching.

She was wrapped up in a warm brown cloak. Her hood was down and her green hair stood out against it. It didn't look like it hadn't been brushed for a day or two, but her little tiara was still carefully put into place.

She had been lying under a table, munching on a jelly-filled doughnut as she watched people go back and forth. She knew some, but she didn't know others. But right now, she just felt content with watching the hustle and bustle, like it was some sort of big parade of legs, feet, and voices. With people of all sorts attached to them.

After Amelia's booming announcement and the silence that followed (not to mention a small bump on the head that came from Tiki's own surprised reaction combined with the table close to her head), she emerged from beneath the table and stood up, rubbing her head slightly.

Now that it was a little easier to move, maybe it could be time to meet some new people herself.