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Corina chuckled at the elder koi's tone when he spoke of his previous experience with the punch. "Already acquainted with Lala's party favors, eh?" Winking a blue eye at Zillah, "I'd say the results from last year's party turned out quite well."

Distracted by the food-flying around the snack table, Corina decided step out of the line-of-sight of the tiger-striped orange koi. Whatever the young one got herself into tonight would be her own doing. Corina wasn't here to watch over her.

Corina turned her attention back to Zillah. "The Wraiks aren't that bad. Mostly, they like to play tricks. If one seems extra charming, be on your guard."

"I'm acquainted with a few of those that are here tonight. Some of the more colorful ones," she indicated the group of mini demons still dressed for the circus, "are new to me."

"And then there's my own clan mate chatting with the handsome drake there." This young koi appeared to be as eager as Corsaire to find something to get into tonight. Corina was more than happy to assist.

"Now, there's someone interesting," Corina said, pointing out a blue Wraik. "I heard that she was a plushie before she was summoned to this world."

Avalas felt like the whole party was staring at him, and he was not wrong. He noticed a purple swirled koi was looking in his direction, he looked to be conversing with another purple female and the pink winged beauty. His attention was brought back to the female that was in front of him as she wiped cream off her face and continued talking.

CRAP! He begins vigorously wiping the cream off his face while listening to the female. He felt suddenly embarrassed and began to blush, which was completely strange to him. She clinked what he now realizes is a head dress, he is actually quite impress that she had made it!

He was about to go in for a closer look, when all of a sudden her butt swings into his space. Woah! She wiggles it slightly and he begins to blush intensely, he realizes that she had meant for him to look, but he thinks he was boarder line gawking at this point.

"I have nothing cool like that". His interest in this female is piqued. Just these wings which I am quite fond of. He flicks them slightly.

"Avalas, by the way" He gives nod of his head

The golden elder strolled into the room with a friend. Pausing, he shook his burgundy locks like a super model posing for the camera. The motion set the silver chains wrapped around his green horn jingling. He really liked that sound.

Quinn stood as if a crowd of admirers were about to rush him at any moment. In truth, Quinn was his only admirer. When no heads turned in his direction, he decided it was time to do something to get noticed.

"What do you think, Veronin?" Quinn turned to his companion. "Join them, bust them or scatter them?

"Well enough." He agreed, eyes cutting to his daughter as he sipped some of Lala's punch - the whole point of going to the party was to let loose, right? So why not? Avalas and Corsaire were having what appeared to be quite the conversation and he shook his head, eyes squinching with amusement. 'Good on you, boy.' Selark thought to himself, attention turning on to a small group that seemed to be plotting mischief - non wraiks, but still looking so full of youth and vigor - and a pair of handsome fellows that had just arrived. One golden, stately and with a bit of a rakish (if haughty) air about him, and another with all the colors of a mallard, but more - quite beautiful to the discerning eye - who also carried himself as though attending counted as slumming. Snobs. Excellent.

Selark too was a snob, but he was also a gentleman of sorts and was discoursing with Corina...and his horrible daughter. And maybe eavesdropping on Avalas and Corsaire, but that was kind of...eh. So many conversations, so much noise - it wasn't like he could truly hear - or even meant to!

"They'd better be on their guards! I'll have them wrapped around my horn in no time!" Zillah tossed her head while stealing Selark's half-finished punch, draining it quickly and then peering where Corina indicated. "Oooooh, is that so? A plushie!? How fascinating!" Zillah left the emptied cup and started towards the blue Wraik, ducking a randomly flying creampuff before turning back to Corina. "You wanna come? Or you want to stay and flirt with my da~d? Come to think of it, he could use the socialization...hmm.." Zillah was plotting and a chill climbed Selark's spine; he'd gained an almost preternatural sense of when his daughter was trying to be cunning.

"Oooh, Corina? What d'you suppose those Wraik are up to?" The fish-tailed Winiko pointed a claw in the direction of Phyrros and his companion. "Why can't there be two of me!?" She pouted and stomped her foot, torn between talking to Kiyan about life-as-a-plushie...and checking out why Phyrros and Co were messing with tables and looking oh-so-wicked.

Decisions, decisions!

"If you get into trouble with a Wraik..." But she wasn't listening at all, so he shrugged and got another cup of punch as well as picking up a creampuff that landed near him. "Never do get to pick my own deserts at these things..."

Zaria Found herself left behind, and she was likely intruding anyways so she would let them go, but it did not make her all to happy about it. She looked around the party once more, again needing prey to play with. It was starting to fill up, and this made it harder on the creature that had grown used to the smaller groups. She spotted a few new arrivals, but there was also some faces she knew, though she tried to distance herself as far from the circus as she could.

The tricky creature had finally settled on staying where she was at the food and drink tables as to keep a better eye on everyone in the room. Everyone would come by here at some point right? It was a more then ideal place to park herself at this point. She did watch some of the others playing with the tables that she happened to be near to. She thought about snaking over and seeing what trouble thy were plotting, and if she could join. She turned and slipped into the shadows of the tables, making her way closer.









Kiyan could swear her ears were burning. Maybe the little nonsense that the humans always say was not so meaningless. She had little idea anyone was talking about her until she finally pulled herself away from the door to look around again. Spotting herself being looked at she had figured some here would notice she was once one of the plushies. Still, there was quite a few that had found themselves in that state. It came down to she could wonder over and say hello, or stay where she was.

That was not a hard choice for the bundle of hyperactivity. She practically bounded over to the two with a big grin on her face. "Why hello there. I could not help but spot you looking at me from across the room. I am Kiyan."" She leaned her head to the side, ears twitching ever so slightly. She did not act like most of her kind, but she had a reason for that, one that would some day show its self.







Xomonni smirked at the first female he had started talking to. his eyes looking to the drink he gave her before looking back to her face. "Well my dear, I do know a lovely lady when i see one, and may I say you both are top of the line." He had charm, maybe because of all the years he spent in the circus, after all, a silver tongue was needed in that job. The evening seems to going well, the demon was playing the part he chose before coming in, now just to continue to play the good guy, it seemed to work on the ladies.

Corina spied Quinn when he waltzed through the door. Oh no, not another one from her clan, she thought irritably. This was her night to get away from all of them.

“One person I can warn you off of”, Corina said to Zillah, “is the big yellow guy that just walked in. I’m afraid he’s too full of himself to fully appreciate your charms.” With more warmth in her voice, Corina added, “Now I don’t know anything about the plumaged fellow with him. I’ve never met him before.” Curiosity sparked her imagination. But he does look interesting, she thought.

Before Corina could suggest which group for the young female to go mingle with, the blue wraik that Corina had pointed out, came bounding over to say hello and introduce herself.

"Hello, Kiyan," Corina greeted the pretty blue. "Zillah here," nodding to the purple koi demon beside her, "is new to the Year End parties. I was pointing out those that she might find interesting to talk to."

"This is her father," Corina motioned towards the purple and gold demon with a creampuff in his mouth, "...Selark."

Corina brought the attention back to the blue wraik, asking, "You were with the circus that came through town a few months back, weren't you?"

“No good can come of allowing these youngsters to run loose and consume large quantities of Lala’s special mixture.” Though, I’ve heard it’s quite good, he thought to himself. It doesn’t appear that I’ll be able to taste any tonight. Should have come sooner… before the kids made such a mess of things.

With a disgusted look on his face he added, “The food seems to have become a thing to play with,” he eyed the food on faces and the smell of punch on nearby party-goers, “rather than something to simply enjoy.” A shame, he thought. He wouldn’t have minded tasting some of it.

Quinn watched the uncoordinated movements of one group in their attempts to dance. “Looks like that group over there is doing some sort of rain dance.” His eyebrows perked as he thought of an idea. “I’ve heard there is a swimming pool in the back. Do you suppose if we yelled ‘fire’, they’d all run out the back? A good dunking might do them all some good.”