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Eiry was floating dejectedly behind his booth , glancing around with hopeful red eyes when suddenly he turned and he saw a bright flash. Blinking quickly, he rubbed at his orbs. At first he thought it was the glancing light from something bright, but then he started seeing the familiar colorful dots from Riv's digital camera. Gasping loudly, Eiry threw his hands all over his little body and checked himself in a panic.

"MY SOUL!!" he cried weakly, patting himself down. When he was assured that his soul was still intact, Eiry tried to calm himself down and he gripped tight to the table. With cautious eyes he glanced about to watch for his mischievious camera-weilding brother.

Isi was quiet, watching his adopted big brother with silent anticipation as he and another girl whom he didn't know talk and roll dice together. Musing at the dice, he stubbornly picked them up again and tried another roll as his brother and he exchanged a few happy words and went their own ways. They'd meet up later.

The frustrating little dice didn't give him what he wanted.

Myst smiled at Ray Kit's introduction. It was always nice to meet new people. "Nice to meet you too Ray Kit. I'm Mystaira, Myst to most who know me." she said as she picked up the dice for a third time. "Cook of the labs, you say? Sounds like a fun job." she commented, tossing the dice into the pan. Third times the charm they say... Though sometimes thats off by a number or two.

"106..." she said gazing at the dice, before turning to Ray Kit, "How long do you think it'll take before someone actually gets a winning number?" she asked with amusement.

Looking over his shoulder, Isi smiled at the man who was standing behind him. He looked like a cook type and the boy watched his numbers. It didn't look like anyone had won yet. Turning back he looked at the dice with a disproving eye. Growling at the dice, the boy muttered and snatched them up again, "This is for little Eiry," he said again at the dice, rolling them in his palm, "You're going to give Eiry something, won't you?"

Isi rolled the dice again, but they didn't give him anything. He frowned at the dice and gave them an evil eye.

[[ forgot to roll @0@; ]]

"169, hmm...?" Ray let out a sigh again and noticed a boy in front of him, he urged to speak to the boy, but something kept him remained silence.

"Not again and again, haha." Laughing wearily, "Now I really wonder are these dices playing tricks on us?"

"Ahh, Riviner, that's an interesting name," Sam said feigning innocence, "'cause I was expecting something more, I dunno, numerical." Sam had as much tact as a drunken bull, but he eyed Aphismet innocently as if he had said something completely normal. "And how'd you come by to own 'Rivener'? Did you make him or was he just assigned to you?"

Sam leaned over closer to Aphismet to an uncomfortable degree. His words had fake innocence and complete curiosity in them, but just a hint of malice was hidden in his speech, and he couldn't keep his spines from bristling a bit. The very thought of Aphismet being a scientist was making Sam hostile towards him. He was attempting to hold back several less innocent words for the sake of his 'investigation.

Josh almost could have purred because of the alleviating warmth radiating off of the bonfire. It definitely soothed his frigid joints. Sadly, though he had to get moving again; he still wanted to explore the rest of the festivities. Josh had determined that the flickering fire would be his sanctuary and he most likely would frequent the area around it. He went off and managed to pass the 'Lucky Bowl' on his way around. He sighed a gave it another shot. He always enjoyed a good gamble... of course it wasn't a winner though. Josh never said he was a good gambler.
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He twisted around and gazed upon the large banners that used to say ‘Kissing Booth’ before they had been defiled. ‘This looks like the festival’s main event!,’ he pondered. Josh scurried over to the area as his dark copper eyes flicked around examining the booths. He found one in particular that caught his attention. There were two of the raevan entities and two humans, one appearing crippled, nothing else unusual was to be seen. He arrived at the booth and greeted the table’s occupants jovially, “Hello there.” He had made it just in time to see the mint colored raevan go into a fit of spasms as he mumbled something about loosing his soul. “Umm…”

The cook raised one of his eyebrow up after heard Mystaira's comment, "Imagine as it's first time? So have you ever visited here?" He continued, "Well, mine was not so long working here, I think... only a week passed. I still know only Dr.Kyou and Dr.Tsu. Never met their receptionist yet, I heard her name is Chloe, do you know her?" He asked softly.

Suddenly Ray's ears overheard a mutter from the crippled boy and let a slightly laugh, "Hey, I DO agree with you. Nice to meet you, I'm Ray Kit. You are...?" He was not sure it would be polite to call the boy just 'boy' or 'kid', so the best way he could do was asking his name first. Rolling and not win was totally fine, as long as everyone was happy here.

"22... Why I missed out only one point again...." Ray complained with funny expression.

We`rika's ears perked up and down almost in conflict with himself, whether to fight of flight. He pulled closer to this smart a**, smelling something unpleasantly familiar clinging to him. Actually everyone seemed to have this stink about them. He just couldn't escape could he?

Adjusting his scarf over his cold nose, the young man waved a clawed hand in resignation.

"Just be more careful next time..." As much as his parole officer would like, he wasn't the forgive and forget type and couldn't utter such cheek-turning words. Better than a punch in the face though, for both of them.... but going out on a limb, probably more so for the other man. We`rika closed the conversation when he turned around, his high-strung attention pulling him elsewhere, mainly to a drink. This painful evening better come equipped with some ********' boooze!