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"HI!" A little bubbly outburst greeted the girl as a smiling face peeked out behind the bushels of flowers. He hovered over the booth, his shaky nerves forgotten at the chance to talk with someone.

"Are... Are you looking to buy uhmm some flowers? They are really pretty! The uhmm yellow ones," He couldn't remember the names, "would be very pretty in your hair..." The little Frei added his two cents with a growing smile.

"Tyson, don't even try slipping them your food." A stern voice warned amongst the surrounding noises of the festival. Lillian sat at the petting zoo booth, colored papers in her hand as she looked over to the young lad that was leaning over the nearby wired pen. The youngster met her gaze with one of his own as he straightened, yet it lacked the seriousness his sister’s held.

Tyson's plan of playing coy naturally was unsuccessful as Lillian continued to stare him down with her skeptical and "all-seeing" eyes. The teen was certainly not about to let her mischievous little brother get away with breaking the rules yet again. That was how they got into their current situation to begin with. She was definitely not about to have another problem on her hands if Tyson fed those little buggers in the pen. The poor girl had no idea what they actually ate…for all she knew they could explode if someone was to feed them cherries.

By now, Tyson’s dangling hand that held a slice of his cheese sandwich over the pen withdrew and rested at his side.

"They looked hungry, Lil.” He made sure to tell his sister as he walked back over to their little booth. “I'm sure they would like a sandwich while they wait to be adopted. Don’t you? You would’ve liked a slice if you were in there position you know." He finished with a child-fitting grumble.

“They’re fine. Dr. Kyou only gave us a little of their food to feed them for today because he doesn’t want them to get sick. Now, if they get sick off their own food, imagine what will happen if he give them some of ours’.” Lillian replied smartly to her younger brother’s words while her eyes cast a glance to her watch. It had only been about fifteen minutes since they arrived at their booth.

It only took a glance to her watch to give Tyson enough time to make it back over to the pen. If the look had only lasted a second or two longer, Tyson may have had completed his mission of feeding the penned up Chimeras. His daring task was foiled once more though as Lillian lifted her head up to see him just in time. This time though, her hand was outstretched before even saying a word to him. A couple of precious green dollar bills in her palm that teased the boy and tempted him so easily.

Immediately the child scrambled over to take his sister’s money, suddenly abandoning the cause just like she thought he would. “Why don’t you go get us something to eat while we wait for someone to come look around? You can also find something you like that isn’t too big, doesn’t cost a ton, and won’t create a trail of slime. Oh, and look for Alex while you’re out and about too. I thought she was going to meet us here but maybe she got lost on the way over. Remember, no running, no yelling, no talking to strangers, and definitely no bumping into people.” Lillian warned before handing over the money. Of course she was worried to let him go off into the crowd by himself, but she was even more worried about the state of the health the animals would get in if they were left in Tyson’s care.

"Alrighty! Will do!" The child full of everlasting energy and spunk called back to his sister. He was already hurrying off into the crowd with his pocketed money to see what he could find.

"Okay..Let's see. David said the charity event would take place some where around here~. Oh! There it is!" Namini cheered as she twirled her parasole carefully on her shoulder. Drifting her sapphire eyes from the colorful flier she had received from her brother, she looked up to meet the brilliantly decorated Lab 305 Summer Festival. Smiling brightly she broke out into a light jog towards the festive grounds, her spirits high and her excitement rising as she released her energy into a jump or two.

Upon reaching the booths and crowds, Namini felt her cheeks already aglow. "Goodness..this is one large charity event," she exhaled heavily as she twirled her parasole once again and continued to do so as she began wandering the booths. "I hope it'll be as fun as it looks " she told herself as something caught her eye. Balloons. As her attention drew her closer to the merchandise booth, she noticed a man informing another of Lab 305. Scooting closer though not as close as to make the area uncomfortable, Namini listened intently, though her eyes still lingered on the balloons.

"Raevan?"

At the raevan's reply, Ebony couldn't help but blush at having a burst of raw emotion then. "Ummm...no, sorry..." She bowed slightly from shame and to hide those rosey colored cheeks. She hated when she was taken by surprise because she was usually better than that to get sneaked up on. Guess she'd have to do some more training on that as it seemed she was getting somewhat rusty if this...child, could surprise her so.

Coming closer to the flower booth once again, "Ummm, I was wondering whether you were selling seeds too. Or is it just the flowers?"

As the bubbly little thing spoke stumbling along some words and so obviously looking down at something he...she...it was sort of hard to tell...was reading from for help, Ebony took a closer look at these creatures they called Raevans. Curious things they were. They certainly didn't look like any kind of experiment a lab would cook up. At least...not from any of the ones she'd heard of anyway. Though she thought the one in front of her was generally harmless and a bit cute, the girl just couldn't help but wonder what sort of price these so called Raevans were worth. 'They seem rare enough...' she thought to herself while tugging on yet another strand of lavender.

The yound woman jumped a little, turning around to see who had snuck up behind her while she was paying attention to the flower booth. Her expression broke into a warm and easy grin at the sight of her friend, a soft bit of laughter escaping her as Natsuki struck a pose. As usual, her friend looked simply divine, so cool and collected no matter the situation. "I think people will be lining up in droves just for a glimpse of you, Natsuki," she teased. "You look wonderful!"

Which reminded her about the date-thing she'd seen earlier. She hadn't paid it much mind - Alex, date? Hah! - but she did remember seeing her friend's name there. It had pleased her to no end that she'd be able to see Natsuki flaunting her stuff on stage, although the sudden thought of some random gawker getting a date with the beautiful woman made her pause. "Are you ready for your auction?" she asked with a hesitant smile. Alex could never do something like that herself; she certainly was not a social butterfly, and could barely hold conversation with strangers. Natsuki was great at such things, but the Italian's over-protective nature was starting to rear its head. If there were a lot of weird guys, who, goodness forbid, had money...

Her face lit into a devious smile as she snaked her arm carefully around Natsuki's gorgeous outfit. "Maybe I'll be out in the crowd for you. Can't think of anyone else I'd enjoy spending the day with!" As cool as she was trying to sound, Alex broke into very uncharacteristic giggles, covering her mouth with her free hand. The festival hadn't even started as she was being giddy; it was going to be an interesting day!

Sam took out his wallet and flung a one dollar bill onto the counter without saying a word. He looked down at the counter as he took the balloon from the minty raevan. The Isi boy’s information had been most unhelpful. Sam had already known most of what Isi had told him from the flier.

“Thanks,” he said as he turned to leave. Maybe he would just avoid people for a while. He headed for the picnic tables he had originally planned to sit down on, keeping an eye out for the golden haired woman. Seeing no sign of her, he sat down and relaxed.

It took him several minutes to get bored enough to play with his new balloon. He managed to tie it to his wrist without having it fly away. He jerked his wrist with the balloon tied to it down, causing it to be brought down to eye level, where he would whack it away with his other hand. He continued to do so out of boredom, hopefully no one would interrupt him.