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The drow gave a snort, giving a full smile as Gunner mocked expanded in defense of his masculinity. "Oooh, then am I allowed to get all fierce and raaah at people when they try to start something, yes?" He questioned, eyes narrowed as he attempted to figure out if what he just said was what he meant. "Mmm," He purred slightly at the kiss, wiggling closer against the warmth and pulse and steady beating thrum of the others pulse.

"No, not unless I call father and he smuggled something in for us," he muttered softly. "I'm sure he would find it a ventor worth getting of the couch for." He followed giving a slight smile. Chocolate was always good. It was nearly impossible to screw up chocolate. Unless you added something like banana...ick.

Nathan gurgled happily as a puff of warm breath fluffed his hair. He held out his hands trying to plead for Daddy to do it again. Or Mommy. Either one. He kicked his feet, joyfully.

Locke seated himself on a well-placed bench, his expression one of distaste. He, not unlike Calentze, wasn't a very social creature. He'd never really wanted to be here. If Calibe hadn't come to spy on Nadeshiko, Locke certainly didn't see the reason he had come. The Unicorn let a sigh escape his lips as his eyes darted around, taking in both the atmosphere and the setting. He would much rather be all alone in the depths of a large garden. This didn't appeal to him.

"Ah, Cielen..." He muttered softly, assessing his brother who was now grabbing hold of Calibe, looking happy enough about it. Cielen had always gone for this type of thing, after all. Besides, Cielen didn't have to argue about arranged marriages with Calibe.

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Cielen smiled -- a bit viciously -- at Calibe as he agreed. "I don't understand why you're confused, though." He declared, keeping his back obstinately turned to Calentze. "You of all people should know how much Locke hates these things." The Unicorn observed his new dance partner dryly. Locke didn't not like much, and therefore it was always ten times worse when he was doing something he didn't like. It was practically magnified in scope because Locke was generally so docile.

"And now he's sitting on a bench, wringing his hands." The tanned Unicorn sighed, shaking his head and pushing lightly away from Calibe. "Go on and get him." Locke was so inadvertantly good at diverting Cielen's plans.

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Tal watched the goings-on between Calibe and Cielen carefully, rolling his eyes when it didn't turn out. "Maybe he just doesn't go for crazy albinos." The Alicorn shook his head in mock-sympathy, well aware he was getting the best of his father. It was always amusing to poke fun at their rapidly deteriorating relationship.

"Don't worry, Dad, I'm sure there's bound to be someone else here who suits his fancy. It's not like you'd go and get him back, after all. Pride's a b***h, huh?" He was well aware that although Cielen was bonded to Cal, his father still often suspecting things like cheating when he was feeling overly insecure. Talon thoroughly enjoyed stabbing his father's weaknesses, too. It was a not-so-guilty pleasure.

He rolled his eyes at Nadeshiko, much more concentrated on getting his parents to divorce. That was definitely more fun. He'd been so close so many times before! Maybe this was finally the last straw.

Hello now? What was this? What is this? Zephyr had enjoyed reading and re-reading the invitation to the garden party. It had made him smile to recieve such a thing. In fact, he had been so happy he had skipped his way towards the inviting manse. His small feathered wings ruffled in his glee and he consciously ran his fingers through his streaked hair. Once he arrived though... a impish smile curled Zephyr's lips. Rather then entering the garden to be greeted, Zephyr allowed his innate magic to wrap around him. He vanished from sight. Invisible now, Zephyr gently floated off the ground and he used his wings to gently push himself along. Maybe he would talk to someone...maybe...but for now he wanted to hover and watch the others who were enjoying the party...ooh? Was that wine? Well...maybe he could indulge a little bit....He'd never had wine before....

Raguel just laughed at Macy and Zubei's antics. He often felt a little sorry for Bayne, after all the shy and easily surprised gunner was the helmsman's usual babysitter. Not even his mother could ruin his good mood tonight, no could the arrival of the Head Guard of the Goblin City. Raguel remembered him well, having got caught by him several times in his youth. He decided to go be friendly, mostly to annoy him. As he walked off he turned back to Bayne. "Seriously, take a cannon to it. Zubei is grumpy with he doesn't get his liquer."

The Bo'Sun of the Maddness strode as best as his slightly tipsy mind could manage towards Clay. He didn't fear the goblin, though he did respect the big ol'sword on his side. Obviously he meant to keep some peace at the party, especially since the last party ended up with the Cap'n storming in guns ablaze and announcing their departure. He giggled a bit at the thought, it had been quite fun. Finally making it to his intended target he smiled brightly. "Why good evening Claymore! It has been ages since I spoke to you last!!"

Calistina, on the other hand, was circling the crowd. She needed to know all who had arrived or at least get a good look at them to make mental notes of who to speak to or play her games with. For now, her son was keeping somewhat to proper social rules, or at least the best he could in his condition and environment. How she wished Macy had kept Estelle in the castle instead of on that deaded ship. Hardly a place for a lady. But for now she looked over the new people who had entered. Taking a glass of good wine provided she took a few sips before noticing a new face. An elf who seemed a little lost in the crowd.

Her ice blue eyes looked him over, observing any movements and expressions. Her job afforded her a great talent in reading people without speaking to them, which definately helped in the bedroom. But this one merely seemed out of place and quite shy. What would Jareth say if she didn't help new comers become more social? She smirked a bit at what he probubly would say then proceded over to Lennox. Upon arriving before the elf she gave a gentle curtsy. The half drow's dark complextion really made her hair and eyes stand out. She looked older than her years yet younger than she probubly should be. It was an excellent way to confuse people. As she spoke her voice was honeyed, years of practive of putting mens minds' at ease and getting them to trust her. "Good evening dear sir, you do seem a triffle lost. Are you new to the kingdom?"

The smell of the ocean wafted into the gardens as a blue skinned figure appeared accompanyed by a pale white figure. Both were barely dressed and their hair was wet. His attire could hardly be considered formal and quite frankly most would think it inappropriate, unless you knew his origins. His hands and bare feet had webbed digits and his long blue hair was decorated in sea shells. A necklace around his slender neck bore a lovely claim with a picture of his mother and sister insde. Ah how he wondered what his little sister Uriel would say if she were here now. She would most likely squeel and start asking people lots of questions the blue skinned man mused with a smile.

The only clothes he wore was a simple wrap that covered his manbits was held on with a beautiful shell. He looked back to his companion to make sure it was alright to continue, even he had to remember his royal manners. Manakel, Emperor of Atlantis, had also recieved the invitation and jumped at the chance to see the interesting creatures of the land again. His kingdom was had become just as facinated with the new people as he had, and many asked him to retell his visit to the land just to hear about a new creature the merman had remembered seeing. He had wondered if perhaps this time he would take a journal and write down everything he saw instead of simply going by memory. Then again, that was why he had Gabriel.

His family tattooes glowed a bit under as he looked around with curious blye eyes. His young age evident in the wonder on his face as he gazed at all the interesting creatures that were arriving. How he wished at times he was older, better suited to all this wonder without having the childish need to examine all things new. He wished he could hold back and observie like his cousin. But he had to do his duty. "Gabriel, this place continues to amaze me. There are some many different creatures here!" artistic version of human legged mana



"Yes lord but do remember they are people, not creatures in a zoo." The Court Mage of Atlantis and cousin to the Emperor walked calmly. He was the usual babysitter of his dear cousin, accompanying him to all above water ventures. His pale white skin and hair was a stark contrast to his more colorful companion. He used his magic staff to heard his cousin a bit, making sure the young emperor didn't wander off into the gardens to get lost. He also admired the people here, as many were magical in nature. Since their initial visit to King Jareth, the Merman Mage had traded books many times and had learned new spells. If only he could get the Emperor as interested in his magic studies as he was in studying new people.

Nathan laughed, little fist waving as a other puff of warmth fluffed his hair and squeeled as his father blew raspberries. He kicked his feet joyfully, eyes narrowingly in mirth.

"Desperate?" He questioned amused. "I thought you and father where on better terms since the children where born and he's been pulling babysitting duty." Illy admitted his father was a bit...imposing. With the whole fake eye and the dreads ...oooh and the weapons. His father with out some type of weapon was like a cat with out fur, just wrong.

"You are going to ruin his good clothing." Illy shook his head, pushing his hair back. "Hmm," Illy looked down at Phantasma and Nadeshiko. "It would be fine Nade. It seems you are getting rather attached to Phantasma."

Nathan give a murring gurring sound, little fist grasping Gunners hair and tugging slightly.

Silently Zephyr drifted along the edges of the gathering. He was tempted to wander through the crowd, but he was positive there would be too many brushings and bumpings. Being invisibile only really worked well when people did not suspect you were present. The young Myuse lazily flexed his small wings to continue propelling himself forwards. Hnnn. Perhaps he could drift a bit close to one of the groups and listen in on a conversation?

There appeared to be some sort of argument carrying on, and this drew Zephyr's attention fast. He heard the coarse term 'b***h' used and he paused. Energy and excitement was one thing. But a true argument was not something he felt confortable hovering about. Zephyr liked to gawk as much as the next Myuse...but he wasn't willing to get too close to heated words... He was certain he had heard the sounds of babies somewhere abouts. perhaps if he floated up high enough he could locate the little ones. Such small people really fascinated him. He could not imagin how something so helpless could survive so well....

Raguel was more than happy to give the Captain of the Guard an inward belly roll. The last party had been very fun! Even if the goblin had kept him away from the wimminz. The fun was still had. He also had to laugh at the thought of "banning" Zubi from anything. Guy was tricky. "Ah come on Clay! Don't be such a stick! You'd have fun on the Maddess! After all you..." He blinked suddenly as Clay ran off quickly. He followed the goblin's path and immediately saw his target. Ah so his mother was messing with someone and Clay intended to stop her? Oooo, the goblin really did have balls. Well, he hoped he knew what he was getting into.

Raguel decided to see who else he could have fun talking too, maybe also convince to get a little tipsy with him. He scanned the crowd and saw the Royalty of Atlantis, nah they already drank like fish. He laughed at his own drunking joke then continued his search. Finally he spotted his hostess and a few others. He wandered over to Lady Aruru and bowed as politely as his bottles of rum would allow. He grinned at her, having suddenly become much happier. "Lady Aruru! How lovely your party is! I came over to ask if you will be attending my wedding once we finally figure out a day to have it? I bet you could plan a great reception!"

Ah he was so innocent, she giggled, how much fun could she have with him? But his mannerisms told her he was hardly a high ranking individual and his innocent betrayed his lack of knowledge. If anything she'd merely befriend him incase she needed a favor. "I am..." And she was rudely intrupted by the Captain of the Goblins. She frowned a bit at his sudden disturbance of her chat but now she was introduced. Hmm, his ward huh? That was a useful bit of information. She tucked it away for now.

"And the dear captain just annouced, I am Lady Calistina. A member of this court for nigh on 300 years." She glanced at Clay in warning after saying that. He had best watch his tongue when in public with her. It was no secert of her activities but it wasn't discussed in public. She pushed a strand of pure white hair from her face and took a more relaxed stance. this usually indicated she had no sexual intentions for her victim, merely an inquisitive one. After all how many young elves were placed under the protection of a goblin, let alone the Captain of the Royal Guard.

"Your ward, Claymore? How facinating. Lennox, you must tell me how you came to be under our great Captain's protection." She leaned in a bit, like a child with a secret. "He's usually such a grump, he won't even dance a bit." She giggled sweetly then glanced to Claymore again. She wondered if she should use her knowledge about the seamstress's crush oon him but decided to reserve that knowledge for herself.