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Remi honestly used pet names for everyone. Some rude, some not so rude. It was how he was, how he treated everyone.

"Oh well THATS a tale all its own... A certain kitten found me late one night and whispered tales of fabric and heels and make up and going to a mystical land of dancing and free food. It sounded like an adventure so said cat spirited me away." He gave a smirk, clearly talking about a certain feline whom was near by. Eyes following her own, he had enough time to see Jack and False once more. Oh how they both clashed together, his green and black to the others red and gold. Ew.

"Amrita." He quoted the ghouls own words at False as he passed, chuckling darkly at the slap. Oh, he had full intent to try.

"SO. Amrita," He said with emphasis. "You here alone?" She looked lonely after all, and HE wanted a dance. So she was potential victim #1.





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She could tell how happy her words made him, and in return it made her feel butterflies trapped within her chest. Oh how the idea of trying to meet his friends seemed to make him so happy... but inside, it frightened her. SHe knew she should not be afraid, that sparrow would never hurt her, but the fear of the unknown was one she had yet to give up.

One that Sparrow accepted her for.

Nuzzling in to his chest she did so more to hide her expression, but she could not hide her heart which was racing. "We should go say hello. Is...Are there anyone else here?" She meant if he had any other friends here, but her atlantean accent was growing thick and pushing the words together.

Plus she just accidentally stepped on his foot, oops!

Gently, he rubbed her back, smiling against her temple as he ducked his head. "Don't worry," he told her softly, and pressed a quick kiss to the side of her face, taking a step back and sliding his hands down her arms until he reached her own, sliding his fingers through hers. "I won't make you do anything too stressful, okay? If you get uncomfortable, just tell me."

He loved when she spoke. It was always quiet, always with hesitation (except for that one time, the possessive "mine" forever ingrained into his memory), and her voice was tinged with a lilting, lyrical accent that made his stomach own flutter. Wren stepped on his foot, and Sparrow winced slightly, but a laugh escaped his throat, and he squeezed her fingers reassuringly.

"You mean is there someone besides Jove I want you to meet?" he asked her, smiling, and glanced around the room, looking for Jack - who he thought he saw - wait was that a dress.

...he wasn't going to ask.

A flash of gold and dark burgundy to his left caught his eye, however, and Sparrow peered around Wren at the figure on the dance floor. Turning back to his ghoulfriend, he began leading her forward.

"Come on," he said, and pulled her gently over to a less occupied area, reaching out a hand to tap a familiar baku on the shoulder.

"Xiu," said Sparrow, his mask still pushed up so that his face was clear. He smiled brightly at the ghoul and her companion - who was unfamiliar to him - and then added, a bit shyly, "There's, ah...someone I'd like you to meet."

He slipped an arm around Wren's waist, carefully guiding her forward, and his face was pink as he said, "This is my ghoulfriend, Wren. Wren, this is Xiu...ah, and I'm afraid I don't know your friend," he added apologetically to the other.

Ohohohoho. Target acquired. Proceeding to execute Plan Beta X2a (He liked giving his ideas fancy sounding names).

The cloak-clad vampire shifted through the small crowd with relative ease, allowing his body to flow with the natural movements of the music. Twisting, turning. Spiral eyes never losing the sight of a purple-headed douchehog. Now why hadn't Mr. Roch been hovering over Xiu like everybody else? There was a story there, he was sure.

The only thing that made the situation better was the pretty little thing he was talking to. This would make pushing buttons on the reaper's back so much easier.

"Well well well. If it isn't my old friend Ralph." He got the name wrong on purpose. "Got a new main squeeze over here?" Shamelessly, Lou placed an arm around the ghoul's shoulder, not even attempting to hide the fact that he was looking her over. "I like the way you suck, my dear."

"Err, both, I think...?" Green King? Blue Princess? He was in Jack and Remi's company so maybe...maybe he meant them? The ghoul was left to her baffled thoughts as the stranger wandered off, watching him leave with a certain air of...what the jack just happened?!

Then, suddenly, there was a Remi putting a strange emphasis on her name. The Demon had her full attention then, looking up at the much taller boil; the way he said her name brought an odd colour to her cheeks. "Uhm...N-no, not really, I have a, um, date, but..." She took this opportunity to look around at the crowd again. "But um...I can't find him." So right now? Yes she was alone. If you didn't count Remi there, anyway. "What about you?"

Pich watched Taryn place her cycorgi in the pen where he had placed P'theh earlier, watching the pets with what one might almost have called longing. Well, at least his friend would get a chance to meet some other minipets. Pich twiddled with his mask while he waited, listening to the soft c***k of the chainmail links. He took in the room, and smiled. The dimness mostly hid where amateur efforts were less than perfect, but it was still... nice. There was an energy here that made up for the lack of artistry.

Pich focused as he was asked a question. "Whatever you prefer. I've never been to this sort of event before." he responded softly.

At some point Danny had lost Rikki in the crowd and wandered around looking for Gene. She shouted a few times, but then figured the boil had probably just gone off to dance with Roch another ghoul. Oh well, no biggie. So she went searching through the crowd for someone else to play with. Instead she found the purple mohawk standing NEXT to Gene. SCOOOOOOORE.

"Whatcha do-" she began, then noticed Roch was talking with someone she didn't know. "Who's this?" she said, gesturing to the stranger with her thumb. "Oh! And hi Gene."

The ghoul looked considerably less hyped up now. That was probably a good thing, right?

Well now, in a way her reply made him angry and in another it made him glad. "What poor sap would leave you all alone here?" He quirked an eyebrow at her, giving her a 'i dare you to tell me' look. The look promised revenge, probably in the form of peanut butter on doorknobs or conveniently placed booby traps.

All the same, after a pause to see if she would reply... he snagged her wrist and dragged her to the dance floor as his own reply. "A pretty ghoul deserves to enjoy herself. Plus, i am dateless. So I'm keeping your company." She did not really have a choice, he whirled around on her and snagged one of her backwards hands, and places his other on her hip. It was a slow paced song, so they would slow dance.

Though he did make her twirl once or twice, for shits and giggles.

He felt absurdly proud of being able to introduce Wren to people, Sparrow's cheeks flushed pink with pleasure and happiness. The peryton was pressed firmly against his side, and he could feel the tenseness of her shoulders. But his fingers pushed lightly against her waist - a small, reassuring gesture as he kept his arm where it was, securely around her, as if to remind her that he would protect her, always.

You'll be all right. I am here.

"A pleasure, Siobhan," said Sparrow, and gave a small, half sort of bow to the ghoul, smiling brightly at her. "I'm glad to have met you. You both look lovely tonight."

His eyes flickered towards Xiu, catching the knowing look on her face. "Thank you," he said, genuinely pleased by her compliment, and looked down at Wren, his expression softening, though his cheeks were still pink. "Yes, this is my Wren. Wren, Xiu has been kind enough to assist me when I, ah..."
He trailed off a bit, feeling a tad embarrassed, and then gave a little cough, clearing his throat. "Well, she's helped me out when I needed some help."

A part of him was pleased that it was Xiu he had found first to introduce Wren too. The ghoul was so painfully shy, after all, but if there was anyone who would be able to talk to her, Sparrow had thought it could have been Xiu. The baku was kind and gentle, and just the sort of person that could work with Wren. Not to mention Siobhan seemed quite nice as well.

Sparrow just hoped it would not be too much for Wren. He lifted a hand, absently smoothing down her hair gently, as though he did not even realize he was doing the gesture, and tilted his head. "I'm not sure you could be awkward," he told Xiu with a laugh, eyes twinkling. "I'm sure you and Siobhan will both look just fine."