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Freya let loose a peal of laughter when Herryk took the hint and picked her up, holding her against him. She shifted slightly, tilting left to right as he walked, and held on to his shoulders for her dear life, loving every minute of it. But when he swerved and moved away from the booth, she pulled her head back to look at him curiously. The soft words that explained his actions made her face light up in a strange, childish glee.

"Oh, Herryk." She breathed, sounding about as old as she looked. Which was five. "I would really, really love that."

Her toes wiggled in her feet. This day was so magical.

"THERE YOU ARE!" Bacca roared, reeling around with her eyes wide behind her mask, feathers bristling and wings poised as though to leap and strike.

And then she did, this time a fist swinging around to collide with the young Reaper's shoulder. "I will give you MORE to heal if you go from my sight without permission again, male!" She snarled. Hands balling and unballing and finally hanging limp at her sides she took in a deep, calming breath. "Yes. I would like things to eat. You have permission to go hunt them down and destroy them for me."

Jericho tilted his head at that observation.

"Are you sure...? We.. noticed we've been.. well.. using 'we' more often lately," he said with a frown. He might not have gone completely berserk in awhile, but he hadn't been completely well either. It was like he had averaged out or something like that.

"Your home? That could be.. nice. As long as your sire would not mind a crazy dragon around."

Shuffling a little closer Wren breathed a sigh of relief. Being closer to Sparrow calmed her, as it always had. She trusted him, she knew nothing bad would happen.

"I.....w-wanted to surprise you." She looked up, their height difference as evident as always. He was a good 5-6 inches taller than she was, so it was quite the difference. Yellow eyes settled on his bright blue, letting him see for a moment that she was pushing herself to be here. Only for a moment though.

Dropping her eyes she gave a short smile, zoning out anyone else around them. "Cant be a hermit forever...right?"

"...So what happens at these proms?"

She had never been to one, she saw a bunch of dancing.



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"HEY!" The boil called out, putting his arms up defensivly but not quickly enough to block the masses of green and red glitter that assaulted him a moment later. After all they had to make sure the glitter they tossed out matched them individually, at the end of the night it would show who claimed more victims than the other.

It all worked out.

Then a voice was heard, one that had not graced him in a long time. Ear swiveling before his body could keep up, Remi laughed and punched the reaper lightly on the shoulder. "Sttooppp you'll ruin my haaiirr." He said in a really bad girly voice, making a rather horrified looking face for only a moment before allowing it to melt back in to its usual grin. Almost as if on cue he tossed a little glitter at both False and sharpie, making sure for the moment that they had more blue and purple to contrast the red and green. "I had no idea you were here either, red head."

Maybe the boil had been sleeping far too often. "I wish i could take credit for the idea." Dual toned eyes swiveled to meet Jacks green, glinting mischievously. "But as we both know, we learn from the best."

“Y-yea.” Clyde shuttered out, a little embarrassed that he was caught staring. Giving the lady a slight nod, he made no movement to shoo the moths away as they started landing on his being. He really didn’t really mind, but more worried they’ll crawl into the hold in his stomach. Getting bugs out is never fun…never. Hopefully they’ll stay out of there.

“So, um, are you looking for something to eat? Drink maybe?”

Shehk frowned. "My only thing is that...well.." she scratched the staples beneath her ear. "It's pretty..foggy..and I know you don't like that very much. I mean, once you get used to it it's pretty chill, and I think you might like Marianne, but I don't think he'd mind too much?"

She couldn't imagine Decebal would do more besides make disapproving faces and maybe throw them out to the Grinders now and then.

"It's more or less a ghost town - not literally either - out there. Just..trees, fog, a few broken buildings, the house and like.." she did a mental tally on her fingers, "like five people out there that weren't me? There's a few nice places too where I went and cleared my head a lot. I dunno, up to you if that's something you think you'd need."

The moths dangled from bits of his clothing, and hair, while others just crawled daintily along his body. More kept joining their comrades as the boil didn't seem to react, wanting to see for themselves what he was all about. Maintaining her polite smile, Ev gave a small nod in response, "I am indeed. But I am quite uncertain of what to partake in. They are all so alluring, wouldn't you say?" a slender arm bent to allow her hand to level with her mouth, an elegant finger running under a bottom lip in thought, "Though, I suppose these do strike my fancy." she commented, as the hand lowered to gesture to a platter with tiny cut sandwiches. "They quite remind me of home." she chuckled softly.

Ah, but she was forgetting her manners! Looking back to the boil, she smiled even more, "I don't believe we've met before~" turning fully to give an appropriate curtsy to him. Perhaps she should have opted out of the slight bow of her waist as the motion was performed, for it gave her already puckered chest a better view.. though it wasn't something she would really ever be aware of. "I am Evelyne-Aglaya Yeva Verochka~"