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Reiner wasn't sure what to think of the black haired guy. He went out of his way to help, but the way he spoke made him sound really detatched. He wasn't sure if he was naturally sarcastic, or if he really didn't care if he died. He was going to assume the first, because the second possibility gave him a sinking feeling in his stomach. He felt his face burn when he heard his... compliment. He wasn't sure if he should thank him, or be mad that he was making fun of him. So, he took the easy way out and just looked down at his feet to avoid eye contact.

He almost forgot about Chris until he spoke, and he simply nodded in response. He was glad that he was okay. Well, now that everything seemed to calm down, he figured he could go back into his quiet corner and--

Then there was a loud crash. Reiner nearly jumped out of his skin and searched around frantically for the source of the noise. Soon enough, he caught sight of the smashed window, watching a few stray shards of glass fall from it. It was much more tempting than it should have been to drown himself in the punchbowl so he could get away from the chaos, but he knew he just had to endure it whether he liked it or not. Or did he? Maybe he could hide under the table...

And hide he did.

❝...❞

The daylight and the angels and the wreaths are his
whatever crime he may or may not have done...




"Mm. Yes, the only child," Marc said. "I'm not sure my father is over protective, exactly. It's hard to explain." He cleared his throat and smiled slightly when she straightened his hat. Well, it wasn't so bad just having a normal conversation with her. As long as she was acting like a normal person, she wasn't that bad.

Unfortunately, the slow dance came to an end, the last not wavering on the air a few seconds longer before there was brief silence. Marc released Churuine just as a faster song started to play.

"I suppose it's not too bad if the only thing they can do right is throw a party? Though...I did come to learn, not to party. But that sounds terribly boring of me, I suppose"

...bag them like bodies and flick switches one by one
to a bedside lamp, then step out into the cold.

We can give the world its shape
feel the currents toss and shift...




"I'm okay with pretty much everything!" Trish assured Penny. "Well, not everything. I mean there are a lot of things I'm not okay with--like someone walking up and stabbing me with a fork. But, you know, usually if it's not going to actually physically harm me, I'm not going to get worked up about it. It's a waste of energy, don't you think? Besides, I don't mind dancing with a pretty girl," she added with a grin. "And I think you're doing fine."

It was sort of unfortunate that they'd only just started to dance when the song ended. It was sort of disappointing, but also a bit of a relief because it was kind of hard to dance with someone wearing such a large mask-helmet thing. She had to lean her head back awkwardly to keep them from essentially being nose to nose. Even though the mask didn't really have a nose. At any rate, to keep her face from actually touching it. Because that was not only awkward, but it made her got a bit crosseyed trying to focus on it. She stood there for a moment, torn between disappointment and being glad her head wasn't going to snap off backwards, when a fast song came on.

Trisha really didn't know how to dance beyond the basic idea of moving one's body to the music but she was willing to try it. She had a feeling Penelope might not be quite so willing.

In any case it was right at that moment there was a loud crash that diverted her attention away from dancing anyway. It appeared that someone killed Renee's large syringe through a window. "Wow, that was really mean!" she said, slightly dismayed. "And dangerous. I mean, breaking the window like that--I'm sure that violates a few rules. Do you think we should go help her find it? Though it's so huge that it probably won't be an issue or anything but I feel kind of bad just standing here.."

...Trust in me, the steps you take
trust in the mistakes you make.

JERICHO STEPHEN "EROS" STUART

"Age doesn't matter!.. Height does!"

Soon as the girl finished the punch, namely Rere. Odd name. Anyway, he messed his hair after that handshake.
"Well, I'm addressing you as a 'lady' unless you want to me to call you another way round.. Anyway, nice meeting you Rere.. I'm Eros.."

He almost jumped from his place when Eros heard a smashing sound nearby, seems there's some sort of a UFO crash landing? but looking from here to there, his eyes caught on the group of crowd surrounding the council president, who's currently pale with his leg up..

Wait.. Did he just send someone or som------

"Si-Sirinj?.." His eyes blinked as Rere started to bolt out of the hall.. Is that her pet? No wonder the president hates animals loitering around the place.

CHRISTOPHER "CHRIS" KREUSS

"I feel like I'm waiting for something....
That isn't going to happen"

Chris couldn't see what's going on exactly, excapt for the flying thing hit the window crashing it to several pieces, thanks to the president. Anyhow, followed by "the walking boobs" scampering and leaped from the window.. She could use the door if she wants to. Why would that "boobie" used the window instead as a mode of going in and out of the hall.

Stupid Females.

Chris saw the ebony haired male clapped and that scorecard flashing out from no where.. Indeed this party is full of weird things.. He smirked by the time the student mentioned about his so-called girlfriend.. Chris arched his brow with a confused look.

"I..-----"He paused for a while, when his eyes caught on the red dressed girl nearby dancing with a freakazoid gnome.. "Well, she's right there dancing with another boy.." He crossed his arms while staring at the Christmas Chihuahua..

This made him realize, the other male who saved him is gone.."Hey.. Where's the green guy? I was about to ask for his name though.. Oh well.."

Once more his eyes were all to that white haired mutt.. Unknowingly, grabbed a glass and poured the punch in it without looking.. And drink it to the last drop.. (Though the spit cake is still inside the bowl emotion_awesome )

"Excuse me.. I need to get what's 'MINE'"

And march his way to the green and red scums.. They looked like christmas balls.. Drats! Soon as he reached them, Chris tapped the shoulder of the green guy..

"May I have a dance with your lady?"

"If you'd shut up..
That will probably help my brain do its work."

We can give the world its shape
feel the currents toss and shift...




"We can at least go see if she needs help," Trisha said. "And then if she doesn't, we can find that table we somehow never quite managed to claim and all that. And there's punch and all that--like a proper ball. Though things seem rather exciting over there. But I think that's always how it is since food seems to always attract those sorts. Anyway, I wonder just what prompted someone to kick the syringe out the window? That seems like a really odd way to bully someone."

"I don't think her costume is that bad. It is a little out there, though. Perhaps someone was offended. Then again, kicking someone's prop out the window because you're offended is still a little mean."

Trisha decided to temporarily abandon the dance floor and go check on Renee. It just seemed kind of mean to ignore it. So for now, she caught Penelope's hand, hiked her own skirt and took off running. "Renee!" she called, as soon as they were in hearing distance. "Do you need a hand with that? Are you okay?"

...Trust in me, the steps you take
trust in the mistakes you make.

Ʀenee Яyan

Ok.. so it wasen't in the brushs.. Rere had been searching around the area where she throught her syringe had fallen,but she couldn't find it.. She should have put a tracker on it..
Hearing someone call out for her,she turned her head and saw Trish and Penelope not far away. She smiled,even if they couldn't see it.
"I'm fine! And alittle help would be nice,if you want to anyways!" She called to them and turned her head to a few spots she hadn't checked yet.. From where she was standing,it didn't seem like it would land in a tree... could it? On no! What if it's broken?!! GAH! Rui will pay for this!
Ok.. where is the broken window... Looking up to where the broken window was she imanged small white lines,like a trail or something,and looked around to where the syringe could have landed in range from the window...
That tree could be where it is.. Walking to the tree she looked up at the branchs.. Nope.. dosent seem to be----------
There it was! It was hanging off a tree branch! A tree branch that... was... tall up on the tree.... She was not tall enough to grab it.. Damn! She should have dragged Rui out here! and make him climb the tree to get it!