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[Ooo~ Lights! *discodances* XD <3

And Brier totally = naughty list. XD; Poor Hart, on the other hand, deserves to be on the good list for life for not losing his cool. ... I think Sekani could probably chose his own destiny. XD;

And... out of my crew, I say Delmor's the only one who gets out on the nice list. XD Sorena's never been nice, and Krishna's been a poopy head of late. ]

"Sorena, it's really very kind of you to be helping me!" Delmor said in the kitchen, knee deep in the pantry trying to find Hart some cider. Of course, he wouldn't have been knee deep in assorted things if Sorena had told him the correct place to look.

However, when it had been so easy to find the vodka, it had become necessary to distract the Aquatic long enough for the silver Yuniko to carry out his own plans. Dutifully pouring the two shots of the clear liquid for Brier, Sorena double-checked to make sure that Delmor was suitably distracted before taking the still open vodka bottle and adding a generous enough portion to his water. It wasn't enough to make him flat drunk, he guessed... but would probably make him a bit tipsy. "Which, is all that's required honestly. Delmor's already so... friendly."

"Sorena, I think I found it!"

Casting an amethyst eye over, the dark yuniko nodded. "Good, good. That makes the last thing to go. We've already gotten Sekani's pudding and your water. If you will pour for Hart, I will put up the vodka."

Delmor was more than willing to do so, humming lightly as he reached for the glass. He found it odd, though, that Sorena's memory was already so bad. He had said to look in the far left corner of the pantry for the cider- when it had been on the floor, right next to his hooves the whole time. Strange, strange. "I only hope that it doesn't get worse as time goes on."

Placing the cup of cider onto the tray, he picked it up himself and walked back to where the others were gathering. Sorena followed close behind, smirking to see they were walking back in on an arguement. Delmor, on the other hand, was not so pleased, giving a small, concerned expression that was something like the look of a kicked puppy. "Are you and Hart-chan fighting, Brier?"

Krishna was becoming exasperated, and finally it got to the point where he ripped the instructions out of the rune-covered Yuniko's hands, "Just... give it to me, or we'll never get this done!"

Then, a few moments later, as he was connecting a few wires, he suddenly said, albeit much softer, and with the utmost sincerity. "I'm sorry, Sekani. That was uncalled for."

((Krishna's such a MEANIE. gonk *giggle* He gets to be on the frumpy list.))

"We're not fighting~ Are we, Taur?" Brier waved off the question absently with a smile.

"Of... of course not Delmor," Hart added in. "Just some light hearted... observations." No need to upset the little aquatic, really -- wait, with Brier, perhaps there was.

Sekani's pout (formed there as soon as the instructions were ripped away) evaporated quickly when the kirin yuniko apologized. Those fix everything! ... Just about. There were a few times where he had to clean it up, too.

"That's okay," he smiled over Krishna's shoulder, watching him at work. "As long as it gets done right, heh." The thought hit him that at one time, this may have infuriated him. They once fought almost non-stop -- every conversation leading to some sort of jab. Things were certainly better now.

But why? Sekani shooed further thoughts away and concentrated on watching.

[... there's a frumpy list? XD <3]

Delmor instantly smiled, relieved to see things were going better. "Good... good. We got everything you wanted. I'm sorry it took so long."

"We had a... bit of trouble finding the cider," Sorena chuckled, moving to take the two shots of vodka from the tray, handing them to Brier. "Vodka for you." Then, taking up the larger mug, he handed it to Hart. "Cider for the stag." Finally, he took the tray out of Delmor's hands, dismissing the protest he saw in his eyes. "You have water to drink - I can hold Sekani's pudding until he returns."

"Th-thank you," the Aquatic replied, and he meant it. His mouth and throat felt terribly dry, and it was a relief to lift the glass to his lips. However... one sip later, he looked down into the water, frown lighting his face. "The water... tastes funny..."

"It should be done correctly..." Here Krishna paused, lowering his voice, and trying something that was a big step for him. He wasn't quite sure if it was correct but... Sekani DID call him 'Krishkrish'... right? "Place a little trust in me... Kaka."

(( ... ROFL rofl ))

Brier downed one of the shots quickly, jumpstarting his brain on the alcohol. Hn... a nice warmth, it was. The other would be used to sip at through the rest of the party. Hart merely tasted his, to make sure it was still good to its make. No need to drown the vocal cords yet.

Sekani chuckled before it set in. "Of course I trust you with-- Wait, what did you say?" he asked, eyes slightly wide. Maybe his rainbow friend had been momentarily eletrocuted.

[*bows*]

Sorena smiled, happy to see things going well.

Delmor, on the other hand, hesitantly brought the glass of water to his lips again, forcing himself to take another swallow before lowering it again. No... it still tasted terrible. Seeing Brier finish off his first drink, he took a step forward, stretching out his hand. "If you're done with that glass, I can take it back to the kitchen."

Almost immediatly Krishna turned his head, hating the blush that rose to his cheeks. He was foolish to have tried such a thing, foolish. "I just thought that it was appropriate. Since you call me Krishkrish... but, I will stop. I don't have to have a special name for you."

Hart noticed the look on Delmor's face this time -- wasn't he parched? He expected the aquatic to down the glass as fast as his apparently alcoholic "friend" did.

Ah! What an opportunity for the dark yuniko -- the full attention of the little one! He had to make good use of this.

"There's no need to trouble yourself. I don't want you to miss some of the party," he said, leaning his head on his hand and absently fiddling with the nightshade Hart had given him. ...Maybe that was it. He plucked the flower from behind his ear, feigning a great interest. "Say, does your friend make a lot of these? It's a lovely -- Ooops!" Brier let the flower slip from his hands and flutter to the ground. "How clumsey of me. Could you get that, Delmor? You're so... much closer to the ground."

Sekani sighed with relief at the explaination and knelt next to Krishna.

"A special name is fine! Just not one that means 'poop.' I... I thought you were angry at me," a grin tinted with a bit of nervousness crossed his face. He didn't particularly want things to be like they were then, even if he wasn't sure what they were now. "How about... Se-chan? That's nice."

"Oh, not a problem," the Aquatic assured the taller Yuniko, smile deepening. "Just hold my water for a second?"

Placing the glass into the other's hand, Delmor bent down and picked up the flower, holding it between his fingers. " I need to go back to the kitchen, anyway. For some reason... the water doesn't taste quite right."


Sorena raised an eyebrow, feigning concern, "How dreadful, for your flower to fall on the floor, Brier. I do hope all is well."

Poop? Well, it made sense to know why he was so upset, although the Kirin Yuniko quickly amended the accident. "You remind me of many things, Sekani, but not... poop." Golden eyes turned to the other Yuniko, and Krishna gave a small, gentle smile, one that was not usual for him. "I thought you'd know by now when I was truly angry at you... Se-chan." Then, he gave a small stretch. "However, I believe the machine is ready to be used."

((*horribly curious and wants to know seekret* crying ))

Brier couldn't help a wide and toothy grin as Delmor bent down to retrieve the flower. "'Closer to the ground?' Oh man! Too easy." Trying to quickly wipe the look from his face as Delmor rose, he turned his face to Sorena to answer, buying himself a bit more time. "All is VERY well, my friend." The striped yuinko then held out the glass for the smaller to reclaim.

Sekani felt a little bit of himself go all warm and tingly -- not like when you find out your leg is asleep, or that picante ramen REALLY WAS HOT, but something more fluffy. Sekani wondered for a worried moment if he was getting sick just before the party, when Krishna's annoucement perked him up again!

"Waaii~! I'll go tell the others!" the dust-blue yuniko said excitedly, hopping up from his kneeling position.

[... j00r ACTUALLY A WOMAN! *dundunDUN!*]

"Thank you," Delmor said softly, taking his glass back and depositing the flower into the larger yuniko's hand in return, fingers briefly brushing the other's palm. Looking at the drink, as if to take another sip, he suddenly lowered the glass again.

The silver Yuniko only smiled, swishing his tail so that the twin rings made a sort of clink. "Good. May the night continue to become better, then. For all of us."

Krishna nodded, rising and waiting for the others to return. It was time to go back to the self that Sekani seemed even more ill at ease around. "Around Sorena... I can show no more weakness. And that new fellow... only makes things worse."

((Not Syrie, toooo~ T^T *still has headache from Prox*))

Brier felt a shiver as their two hands met -- albeit breifly -- and had to use his other hand to try and cover the returning grin. He blaimed the lack of control on the alcohol. Damnit.

Hart raised an eyebrow at Delmor's odd reaction to the water. Hadn't he been parched? He wanted to somehow blaim it on Brier, but couldn't find a connecting point. There was Sorena... which was enough. The taur decided he had to get a taste/sniff of whatever was in that glass. His deliberate concentration was foiled, however, when his bubbly "onii-chan" skipped into the middle of everything.

"The machine's all set up! We can staaart~" The only pause in Sekani's demeanor came from the few moments that it took him to find his pudding snack.

[So sorry for my extended absence. x-x Mom kept me up at an internetless place longer than I expected.

And congrats, Sy. XD <3]

"Ah, wonderful," Sorena replied, a small smile of his own rising at Sekani's attack of the pudding. "Then we should go." He took a step back, to where he could see the others. He wanted to be the last to leave - that way there was no chance of anyone accidentally walking into his sensitive back spines.

"Yeah! I'm excited," Delmor giggled, feeling good with the friendly way everything seemed to be going. "Let's go and see Krishna! Then we'll have to decide who sings the first song."

Delmor saw that same streak of brown coming out of the corner of his eye, and his first instinct was to take the basket holding the egg more firmly into his grasp and pull it close to his chest. The second instinct, probably happening at about the same time as the first, was to give a cry of alarm.

Krishna, on the other hand, found that his own response was momentarily delayed by an inner struggle. Part of him wanted to dart towards the egg, protect it and hold it close to keep it from harm, while the other (and perhaps more pressing part, if he would only admit it to himself) told him to dash towards a more precious being of navy, one with teasing black markings and golden horn and pull him into safety.

Unable to choose between the two, he did the only thing that he could do: he ran forward to meet the brown intruder head on.

The brown blur skidded to a halt in front of Krishna, finding that he was moving too fast to do much else (without tumbling off into oblivion, of course).

Damn, now they had his face! Though, probably not his name. He hadn't been to the area very long, and had kept himself secluded in that period. Furthermore, he had been told his name was absolutely impossible to remember: Sir Basingstoke Eliza Richard Solmon of the Forthright Southern Gent. The last bit was actually the name of the ship that meant very much to him.

Most just called him Stoke. A few tried Eliza, but weren't successful.

If Stoke was any type, he was a yuniko of action. Without a word of acknowledgement, he lept into a tuck-roll -- hopefully past this rainbow barrier and onto the prize.

Krishna made a quick catalouge of the face that stood before him; he noted one large scar near an eye and orange hair covered by what looked to be a green bandanna, but his observations ended whenever the brown being suddenly leapt back into action. It was not a move he had been expecting, and it momentarily took him off guard. The pause only lasted a few moments, but even that could be too long a wait in such a situation, which he knew only too well. Feeling slightly angry at himself for falling for such a trick, he spun around with the intention of pursuing the antagonist.

Delmor could see the brown stranger heading his way, and he began to glance to the side. He didn't want to run when he held such a tiny, fragile responsability in his hands... but if it seemed the only way to escape the situation, then he would take it.

Stoke let himself smirk at the sight of the aquatic, pleased to see him questioning a way out. He had deduced that this one would not be a fighter, but some yuniko were full of surprises.

One being Sekani, apparently. He had discredited this marked yuniko due to distance -- but Krishna's stalling and Sekani's dancer's legs proved enough to offset his estimate. Stoke didn't long find himself out of the tumble before he gained a weight on his back, gripping him at the neck.

Sekani was the type to give just about everyone a chance, but this fellow obviously didn't know the correct way to ask to see an egg.

Delmor winced whenever he saw his friend strike against the other Yuniko, but rather then waste the time he had been given, he used the opportunity to put further distance between himself and the attacker while he could move in relative safety.

Krishna could feel his scaled skin become chilled at the sight of the rune-covered Yuniko holding down the brown stranger. Sekani was quick and lithe, possessing that strength that only dancer's could hold, but one thing that the kirin was certain of was that whoever this opponent was... he had more experience in fights then the other did. He ran towards the pair, all sarcasm and sharpness gone from his voice as he called out a simple warning, "Sekani... be careful!"

Stoke heard the rainbow yuniko calling, and likely closing in the short distance left between them. Just to add more aggrivation to the mix, the target was scampering away!

The pirate went through some options in swift order -- slamming the other onto the ground would be a good option if there wasn't an impending backup on the way and his assailent's legs were flailing around too wildly to attempt a flip.

Well then, he'd just have to hope some bits of anatomy lined up as he hoped. Stoke swiftly brought both arms forward and back again, elbows bent, successfully knocking most of the wind out of his blue-colored cling-on. Sekani's eyes went wide and he couldn't help but lose his grip, crumbling to the grass.

Delmor could only stare in horror as his friend crumpled onto the ground, too surprised to even attempt to take a step towards the injured Yuniko. The Aquatic abhorred violence, however, and he could feel tears rise to his eyes and fall just as quickly. Why was this all happening?

Krishna's reaction was quite a bit different. The rainbow Yuniko watched as Sekani fell, but there came from him not a tear. Instead, his hands curled into fists. This stranger had gone after the egg. This stranger had hurt Sekani. Vengeance was the only option now. Throwing all of his strength behind one of those fists as he neared the strange Yuniko, he could find only one thing to say. "YOU SON OF A b***h!"

Sekani gave a few heaving coughs after settling on his knees with a light "thump", his lungs greatful for the oxygen, though still protesting their abuse. He wasn't any worse for wear overall and he actually felt kinda bad for being shaken off like that, but a lack of vital gases does that. His hearing being unharmed, he did catch quite the angry shout coming from his rainbow friend...

To his great alarm, so did Stoke! He was getting so painfully close to his target, yet he could not ignore the rage that boomed even closer. While speed was his advantage, all of the road blocks had taken that edge away. Knowing his own limits, Stoke made a sliding stop, curling himself inward and down to the ground to better avoid whatever Krishna may have been preparing.

Due to the ducking manuever of the strange Yuniko, Krishna's fists hit nothing but empty air, which undoubtably made him look quite silly, but in his rage the rainbow Yuniko for once didn't care about his appearence. Without even a thought he drove one of his hooves in to deliver a kick to his opponent, his golden eyes narrowed.

Delmor squeezed his eyes shut, his grip on the basket tightening at the same time. He didn't want to watch - he didn't want to see anybody else get hurt. What on earth were they fighting over, anyway? If the new Yuniko had wanted to see the egg, all he had to do was ask. There was no reason that the silvery-blue Aquatic could think of to explain any of this.

His green eyes popped open, however, whenever he felt a tremor coming through his hands, and he peeked over to see the little navy egg shaking somewhat. No, it couldn't be... the egg COULDN'T have decided that -now- was the best time to hatch?!

OH SHI--

Stoke couldn't prepare for the second assault, but he was at least greatful his body was prepared for the blow. He was sent flying a foot or so to land on his back, but was able to quickly roll to his feet again. Staying down would hold a worse fate than to keep going. Holding a hard breath, he used the force of the tumble and stop to spring him back towards the kirin. This time, his own fist was poised to connect.

While the rainbow Yuniko may have been many things, warrior he was not. Krishna had no time to defend himself from the blow, registering the pain of a hard fist connecting squarely with his cheek as he fell to the earth.

He managed to catch himself with his hands, preventing a possible head injury, but his surprise and anger still made themselves known through a serpentine hiss coming through his tightly clenched teeth.

Apparently the egg -had- decided that it was the perfect time to hatch, and Delmor was caught somewhere between panic and wonder as he watched a flit of motion poking through the navy shell, patiently chipping away until all in a tumble rolled out a tiny, dragon-like creature.

He was the same rich blue color as the shell, primarily, but the Aquatic stared at the shock of teal fur that formed the infant's tail, feeling even more tears drip down his face now as a set of jewel-green eyes looked up at him. 'It's... so beautiful...'

Then the baby threw his head back and he screamed.

Stoke's face held a grin, now very pleased with himself and the situation. The kirin could be felled! And he appeared to not be much of a fighter... but Stoke was in no position to pass judgement. He preferred to save those decisions for when the target was tied up and incopasitated. He moved to deliver another blow, but quite the unexpected sound pierced his floppy ears. His eyes turned towards the source with a bit of aggrivation, though careful to keep Krishna not a blink away.

Sekani, just getting back on his feet, was forced to cover his large ears in the surprise assault. His purple eyes turned to Delmor in question, fearing the unknown.

As soon as the noise stopped, Sekani rushed to Krishna's side -- his ears were still ringing quite a bit, but he had already been useless enough. If the screaming started up again, he hoped it would be less agonizing the second time around. (Aqua would pummel him if she knew how much he didn't want giant floppy ears just then.) He knelt next to his friend, unsure of what to do now that everything had paused.

"-Him-? What did you do to the sapphire, water type?!" Stoke tossed brazenly at Delmor, his voice holding a hiss towards everything. He took a careful step or two away from the duo.