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Alex smiled kindly at the man. He looked like he'd been in a hurry. At least, she assumed so, since he seemed to have materialized in the span it took a Gwee to bombard her. Absently rubbing the animal under her jacket, she thought about that water she had wanted. Her initial shock had worn off, so she didn't quite feel it was necessary anymore.

"Odd question," she started with a sheepish smile, "but do you guys have hot chocolate? That sounds divine. If not, then lemonade will do." The Gwee under her jacket started to shift suddenly, his nose poking out over the zipper. "Mm?" she looked down at the dragon she was trying to keep warm. The creature sniffed around, pushing his head out of the jacket. He looked at the man, or more pointedly, the sweets in his hands. The Gwee looked at Alex, chittered, and dove back in her jacket.

The woman at least had the grace to look embarrassed. "I, ah...I'd love two of your pastries there too, if they're available." She was hoping the bonfire and strange lighting would hide the majority of her awkwardness at ordering for a spoiled dragon.

"I meant to say that my question would be odd. I'm sorry, I'm still a little overwhelmed," she admitted, eyes flitting between the Raevans. Her attention narrowed onto the steaming mug as he placed it on the counter. Alex accepted the hot chocolate with a grin; she had her fireplace and hot chocolate after all! With the Gwee tucked in her jacket, it could almost be considered a blanket. Almost.

The Gwee's tail stuck out from the bottom of her jacket as he chittered at her again. "Impatient! Be still, Zoe," she huffed as she pulled some money out of her pocket and placed it on the counter. She sipped her hot chocolate, her eyes closing in a lazy fashion. "Mmm," she commented dreamily, "this is perfect. No change, please." Her green eyes sparkled when they opened again. She used her free hand to pick up one of the pastries, holding it above the counter. "Don't be rude, Zoe. Come out."

The green creature chittered a protest, but begrudgingly crawled out of the jacket and onto her shoulder. He was small for a Gwee, but large enough that perching on her shoulder was a balancing effort. The dragon snaked behind her neck and looked down her arm at the sweet. He licked his little chops and started to walk carefully down her arm to reach her hand. The Gwee stopped mere inches from her wrist, looking at the man as if he'd forgotten the human was there. He quickly snatched the sweet and ran back up her arm and behind her neck, eyes wide.

"Thank you," she said to the gentleman, "you've made his day and then some. I'll let you set up now." Alex smiled jovially at the man before backing away from the booth to let him do what he needed to.

Aphismet had grown tired of rolling the dice, but gave it one last go just in case. "I don't want to win my own prizes or anything, but Rivener really wanted one in particular." He was loathe to admit that he was trying so hard for the sake of his charge.

"Another losing roll," he said with a sigh. He turned a smile to the red-headed girl and said, "Well, I need to stop rolling for a little while. It was nice to meet you! Please enjoy the event!" With that he walked away, towards the refreshment stalls, his eyes locked on Riv.

When he reached the booth, Aph smiled at his Frei. "Can I have some hot chocolate please? I'm going to be sitting over there near the bonfire, in case you're looking for me. Okay?"

Rivener simply nodded at Aph, giving him the hot chocolate with a fake smile and a very clear frown; he didn't like serving his guardian, even if it was for a "good cause". He watched the man walk off, thanking the sky that Aph at least had enough sense to not say anything more.

A quick glance around revealed a spark of red and black among the shadows nearby; a familiar shape. Vyn! Rivener knew she was shy and probably wouldn't interact much, but he couldn't resist waving a hello to her. He then lifted his camera, and flashed a picture of her.

Niksia wondered what prize it was Rivener had wanted, though she decided against asking. It was still early, she'd probably find out one way or another later.

She gave Aphismet a little wave as he left her. It wasn't as much fun without someone to talk to, and she'd hovered around the dice game too long.

After checking the failed fate of her dice once again, Niksia decided to wander the kissing booths, seeing if any of their occupants were looking for some business.

Not that she expected to kiss anyone, booths or not there was already a lot of touching going on today. Maybe she'd get to talk to another Raevan, that was a lot easier and looking at them... Well, it appeased some little part of her mind that liked things out of the ordinary.

A wave of motion and a flash of light caught the Frei's eye. Vyn winced at the flash, a slender hand tipped with black-lacquered nails coming up to shade her eyes from the brightness. Gently shaking her head to clear the spots blurring up her vision, she realized that it was the familiar but long-unseen face of Rivener that was behind it.

She drifted closer to the stand where Rivener and another black-haired figure was at....For some reason, being near Rivener always managed to make her feel more at ease; like taking root in familiar soil, he felt like something familiar, despite the fact that they've only seen each other a few times.

A flurry of green darted past and Vyn was momentarily reminded of Squirt -- anything small and green reminded her of her little "brother", actually, and the fact that he was not with her now, teaching her the names of new things, was a sore point in this otherwise rather interesting place. She turned her head trying to follow wherever the fleeting green thing went, but it had flew past too fast for her to track it.

Rivener was looking at his camera screen, admiring the picture of Vyn. She had looked so graceful, he hand in the process of lifting to cover her eyes... a lovely photo.

A woman's voice lifted him out of his ruminations, and he blinked for a minute before realizing what the black-haired lady wanted. Oh, flowers! Of course, Vyn would like those! With a smile, Rivener turned and floated over to the roses, tulips, and all the other blooms. He grabbed one of each, in the shades of red and pink that were popular today. It ended up being a very varied bouquet; very busy-looking, not artistic, but one that displayed a bit of everything.

When he turned to float back to the booth, he saw the little green thing zip by. He'd seen one or two of those around before, but never up close... He wondered if they were as much fun as Beauregard. Smiling, he brandished the bouquet to his customer. "Here are your flowers," he said in his usual honeysweet voice. "Don't forget to pay," he added with no tact at all.

"Dr. Sweet! What a surprise to see you here!"

The money slipped from Natsuki's fingers and landed on the table. Tsu arrived. Not only that but he also knew Julian. 'This is nice and awkward,' Natsuki thought, swallowing hard. Without her crazy wigs, plastic glasses, or work costume, she young 20-something was certain he wouldn't recognize her. She batted her thick black eyelashes over her gray eyes in an attempt to regain her train of thought.

However, it had decidedly derailed. She shook her head again, and regained her composure. It had been months she she last seen Tsu at her cafe, and getting all riled up like this was simple silly.

"Julian, is this a colleague or friend of yours?" she asked, tilting her head with a broad smile. Nervously, she pushed a few strands of copper hair behind her ear.

Sam mood had been constantly dropping further towards grumpy continuously since he had gotten to the fair. He had even ignored the boy who had bumped into him and called him 'Chole' whoever that was.

Sam had mulled about in the crowd for a while, watching the raevans and their interactions. There seemed to be a person assigned to most of them and Sam had come to the conclusion that these were most likely scientist assigned to study a particular raevan's actions. He was currently trying to nonchalantly stalk the one assigned to the red and black one. He didn't seem like a scientist, but they were unidentifiable without lab coats on in Sam's opinion.

He walked up to the dice table where the man had just been and rolled the dice. He tried to look as non-conspicuous as he could being a walking fish man. He rolled the dice...