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He was still smiling. Why was he smiling at her he didn't like her. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously behind her wired mask, gaze darting from Mac to Seiji and back again. He...wanted a dance from her? Why did he want to dance with her? And why did he think she'd want to dance with him? She'd much rather dance with Seiji! "Well, um.." She looked up at Seiji again as Mac sought her boilfriend's approval. Part of her wanted him to give a definite hell no, but then she remembered Lizzy's intense gaze.

She swallowed hard, resisting the strong urge to whine and pout in that childish manner she would do when she wasn't getting her way at times. He said please, he was smiling. He was being nice.

"I...I guess..is that all right with you, Seiji? I'll come right back, I promise." Junko looked up at him with a soft pout. Just one dance and she'd be right back. She wanted to dance with her boilfriend not this...jerkface.

But it would make her Soulmate happy.

"I think our priestess interlocutor doesn't know much about jewel crafting", Eisheth suspected. At least, if the Death community was as specialized as Famine. "But I would love to study it a bit myself, especially if I find a way to combine it with the ward stone making that we did on Famine".

"But seriously, Mei, the gnomes are just that: tiny workers. Same as minipets, but less useful. I understand your concern about the job to be done, but if there are some of them remaining, why should we worry? After all, many horsemen here brought their minipets, and unlike yours, our minipets are trained loyal workers. So if you run out of the gnomes, we can always order our minipets to help", Eisheth explained her position.

The ghost boil gave an acknowledging sort of grunt, grin spreading all the wider as he continued to watch Mac and Junko as they attempted to play nice nice with each other. The tension could have been cut with a knife, and neither forced smile was fooling anyone. To Seiji it was just all rather amusing. "I don't mind," he answered the reaper, chuckling fainting as he gave Junko's shoulder a little squeeze.

He'd seen her face, seen the all too obvious do not want!, but he too had noticed Lizzy's stare. "Go ahead, I'll wait right here for you." It was a promise, and he leaned down and gave the ghoul a peck on the cheek before nudging her towards the other boil.

"Bring her back in one piece, please." The grin returned in full. "I'd like to dance with her myself before the nights through.

"Aye that I did Thanatos, you shouldn't leave such pretty things lying around all alone like that." He saw the look. That look that said 'I see you found the glitter' and False returned the gaze with one that said 'oh, this is happening.' But before he did anything he turned back to Amphi who was squished in a hug with Danny.

"Oh you not need worry about giving it back Amphi, it's just a phrase, I have plenty of air to breath." He chuckled softly, "And yes it is a compliment about the dress, its different from the others but it makes you stand out special among them." He only chuckled more at her returned compliments offering a bow, "I do think I clean up rather well."

He turned to speak with Danny but suddenly a small boil spun by and slapped her head. Oh it was so perfect.

He looked at Thanatos. s**t was about to go down.

His arms crossed and hands slipped inside his sleeves feeling the smooth shell of his last two glitter bombs. This was for you Jack, for all those times you let him crash on the floor of what ever place you where crashing in. For being so pro you rocked a dress to prom.

This is for you Bro

Suddenly both hands parted and the spheres seemed to drop in slow motion as False wore the biggest s**t eating grin he could, Sharpie was making a emotion_kirakira face at all the attention, and distracting the ghouls with adorable kitten faces. But Thanatos, he knew what was going down.

And it was too late

A puff of green and black glitter shot up everywhere coating Amphi again, properly dousing Danny, obliterating Sharpie and False, all while tangling in Thanato's dreads, and splashing the Horsemen near by.

"Boom." was all he said grinning ear to ear covered in even more glitter.

Most of Amarus' memories were fairly neutral. Except the ones involving the Hunters; just thinking of those would make her uncomfortable, so she tried distinctly not to think of them. That and the mount that had died when Conquest got obliterated, and all. Kinda depressing. "I don't really have a specific way, though my bells wake me up pretty well," she said, reaching up and flicking one of the bells she always wore. The problem was that when one was narcoleptic, one did not usually think Oh hey, let me just ring the bells first. "Apart from that, I just have to keep myself entertained. All the time. ... I get in a lot of trouble." Like the time she had to apologize to Zar for tearing a bunch of books to shreds. She really jacking hated the library.

"Mot!" Amarus replied, from the depths of her thoughts on libraries, and how much she hated them. "Sorry, I mean, yeah, Mot taught me how to dance earlier-- he's your good friend?" she asked, tilting her head. Her bells rang out. It made sense they were friends; if Mac knew him, then certainly Lizzy did as well.

"D-dance...? Ah, um... Lizzy... There's something you should know about me..." Amarus paused, and then:




"I love dancing." Amarus took a moment, having executed what she decided was a happy slide, to add: "I don't really know how to dance without a partner, though, and I didn't watch Mot closely enough to lead well... How does it work??"

What was wrong with him? He couldn't quite figure out what was going through his head. There was a time when he had been absolutely certain of anything and everything, confident in his choices and his abilities and in everything that he did.

And now everything had crumbled and the voices were still there, ebbing in and out. Mengyao lifted a hand, pressing his fingers to his temple and rubbing his head, as though the gesture might ease some of the pressure building.

He felt Lifen's hands gingerly touch his arm, the movement startling him, though he made no notice of showing that. His body was already tense, as though he were prepared to run at any moment, and her soft voice, encouraging and gentle, did not exactly help to ease that tension.

I can't let this fall apart.

What is wrong with me?

He didn't know the answer to that question.

"I am...perfectly honest," said Mengyao, in as light a tone as he could muster. Carefully composing the easy, smooth facade he was so used to wearing, he turned slowly, a smile on his face. "I am...just fine, my dear, but I thank you for your concern."

The smile felt a little forced, but he kept it in place. Mengyao leaned down, intent on kissing Lifen's cheek, as he had done so often before - but someone jostled into him from behind, causing him to stumble - and Mengyao found his lips pressed, not against the side of Lifen's face, but against her own lips instead.

I can't let this fall apart.

"Perhaps just a small bit." Invictus agreed with Aisa's observation about how the room had apparently 'gone mad'. After all, they danced kind of like epileptic monkeys. At least, it kind of looked that way to him - his final judgement would be that Cymbeline would have found the 'dancing' to be the most amusing.

Their dear sweet simple Cymbeline - who was really the most complicated of them all.

"If they had really gone mad they would perhaps be somewhat more relatable for us, hmm?" he added in his own small suggestion, leaning in to almost playfully whisper this into the Death Protector's ear with a small smile. Invictus? Surrounded by his girls making him stupidly happy?

Yep.

As Eris bowed back to Shun, so did Invictus, before the reaper took his leave to return to his companion - quite attentive for one so quiet, but Invictus could have been described the same way once upon a time. Albeit, his was more of a brooding silence than anything else.

"Seems like ours are having fun mingling." he noted as he looked about, spotting several Horsemen around and socializing with the students. Amityville was their closest neighbor, after all, so this made enough sense to him.Or perhaps some of them were plotting how to best murder some of these individuals. That was also a possibility.

Fine?

He was going to play nice?

BUH?

Riyo stared up at him blankly as he declared his plans for what basically amounted to a cease fire.

Just for her.

A small smile cracked on the ghoul's face. Obviously that had been on the right track. "I think that'd be just fine."

Eat your heart out, Hel.

After dusting off the boil's shoulders one last time, Riyo locked her arm with his. "You actually gonna drink something this time or are we still gonna play pretend?"