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"Moooom," The cobwebbed-eyed child whined, "Why are we going here, again?"

"Don't know," The hybrid female answered honestly, "An invite was sent out, pretty much said "calling all freaks", and here we are. Besides!" She tickled the little incubus's nose with the tip of her skunk tail, causing him to giggle and playfully bat the tail away. "We just returned from an adventure which involved going into the Aztec ruins and finding that wonderful maze!"

Ialu quirked an eyebrow, giving his colorful mother a look. "Are you talking about the maze in which we were almost tapped danced on by some kind of freakish minotaur-thing from the swamp hybrid or the maze in which we were almost made fleshy pin cushions by twiced barbed stilts?"

"I'm talking about the very same maze in which we discovered ANOTHER puzzle! Which we are going to explore once you're older."

"D'aaaw, why not tomarrow?"

"Because YOU need to get reaquainted with your people! I'm not going to isolate you and make you alienated to your own kind, honey."

"I'm not alienated..." Ialu pouted, sticking his hands in his gradient black and blood red pants pockets. So what Ialu's been spending time with his family more than other Meta? So what he hasn't made a Meta friend yet? He was off having too much fun with his mother to care and to be honest, if she hadn't brought it to her attention, he would've completely forgotten that there were, in fact, other Meta just like him out there. His mother was a rare commodity, she said so herself, so she figured she wouldn't want him to experience the loneliness of not having others just like you around you. What a load of crack!

How many can say they've met the Kraken and lived? Or peeled off the barnacles of the greastest sea beast of them all? Or discovered the REAL whale that ate Jonah (its in the sky, by the way)?

Surely no one would understand, and who would want to listen to Ialu anyway? He's been told many times before he was a chatter box and that, thusly, got on people's nerves. Last then ANYONE wanted to do was get him excited, for then he wouldn't know how to shut up. He'd very much prefer to keep to himself, really.

"Ah! That must be the house! Annnnnd..." Anastaija took a deep whiff of the air, streaked tail wagging. "Ooo! I smell someone who's just like you, Lu!"

"Hm?" Ialu's shattered gaze followed that of his attentive mother's, finding a purple gal sitting on the stoop of her home. Mama was right, she did smell just like Ialu. Huh. She was pretty. Briefly he wondered if she's ever seen the pornographic depictions of Greek art. "Do I have to put on my good boy face?" He teased, earning him a swat of a fluffy tail.

"Just keep that shadow of yours under control and we'll be fine." The duo came upon Cial, Anastaija smiling with crocodile teeth. "Hello there, sugar! We're here for the party?"

The spearmint gum Ialu stuck to the roof of his mouth suddenly made itself present by how he blew a rather large bubble before it popped obnoxiously. He gave her a soft smile, fluttering his wings a bit. "My name is Ialu, but please call me Lu, m'lady Cial." Yes, he turned on the charm, it couldn't be helped, it was in his blood. Following after his mother, he took in the surroundings with a scrutinizing eye. What a cute, quiant, sleepy little cottage she had. He eyed the punch with a promise in his eyes that meant he was going to drink half for himself.

Overall, it was a family home, a small family home. Quite a far cry from the chaos of his own home.

"I like your home," Anastaija said, nose twitching to the scents, "Tis be cute. Can't wait to meet your father!" Finally, someone whom she can discuss little demonic issues with!

Ialu chewed mechanically on his gum, looking at pretty purple Cial. "So, what's the ocassion for such an event?"

How interesting... "Human school, huh? I'll admit... I've never been to human school." He's socialized with humans, never went to school with them. "My mother already figured I was going to be weird, so why subject me to such social torture? I couldn't blend in even if I wanted to. See my eyes?" He pointed to the corner of one of his spider webbed pretties. "I've always had these. People assume they're weird contacts, mother assumes them by saying they are. Of course this gets her strange looks and makes them question her parenting decisions, but that's all fine, we know the truth."

"Nice to meet you Sebastien, my name is Anastaija," She said, giving him a firm and friendly handshake, "You have a nice home! Better than my hole in the dirt. I swear, cave spiders are so persistent." Her black fox ear twitched as she figured out something to say. "So! How's life having a little succubi kiddie?"

Ialu studied Cial's distressed features, finding them somewhat... amusing. How strange... "Fancy in what way, m'lady? Believe me, there's nothing fancy about having a sleeping disorder." He grinned a pointed grin. "See why my skin is they it is? I'm not all that healthy, from lack of sleep. I don't mind though 'cause I'm always munching on someone's dreams to keep me hyper. Better than coffee, I assure you." He had a BAD trip on coffee once and he didn't want to experience it again any time soon. "I have a shadow that does mischief when I'm not paying attention to it. Ever hear of the Halloween fiasco? That was Playmate's -my shadow's name- handiwork. I have to fret about keeping my wings free of parasites, make sure I don't do a face plant into a bowl of soup... I'd say though, its not that bad. I mean, I wish I had a tail."

A limo pulled around and up to Cial's house. Although there were plenty of teens inside, Isolde was the first one out, clutching her invitation in one hand and a cute little leather bag in the other. Her dress was a bit on the short side, but Kei said she looked amazing and if she couldn't trust Kei's fashion sense, she didn't know whose she could.

Isolde's heels clicked as she went up do the door, and, despite the potted plant, decided it was most polite to rap her knuckles on the door jam so she could be invited in.

Not too long ago five invitations had appeared in the mail, one for each of Sun's children. Their mother handed them over while they were all home on the weekend. After they'd each torn into their envelopes, all feeling a little excited because it wasn't often that they received mail addressed just to them, they discovered they had all been invited to the same event. It was a party for a girl that they had yet to meet, though apparently she went to the same school as them, and came from the same place. They all decided to go, even Edmund who wasn't that fond of dressing up or parties.

All five of them poured out of Isolde's limo one by one. Edmund was dressed in his usual standby for events which was a black button up shirt with a black and white checkered tie. On the lower half he had black dress pants and black dress shoes too. Keiran had tried to convince him to wear something new and different but Edmund was stubbornly opposed to that change. Gavin was wearing his own version of dress clothes, which were a mix of modern things and clothes that reminded him of his fairy heritage.

Keiran had probably put the most care into his appearance and was wearing a red button down vest of sorts that looked like it might have been designed for a woman, but he was going to rock it anyway. His pants were black leather and clung like a second skin showing off his shapely legs without leaving them bare. Strapped onto his feet was a strappy pair of red stilettos which matched his shirt as well as his nails which were painted red for the occasion too.

Willow was newer to this whole...dressing up and making yourself look pretty thing but she felt like she was getting the hang of it, with Keiran and Isolde's help of course. She had picked a pink dress and a pair of purple and fuschia flats. She'd even accessorized with a bracelet. She was wearing no make-up though because she still wasn't really into that.

The youngest of the five, Nadia, was still a child. She was the only one that was the same age as the party's hostess. Her dress was brown reddish brown colored and a bit drapey. On her feet she wore sandals, because proper children didn't wear heels like her freak brother Kei did when he was a kid.

Kei was the first out of the limo out of the five of them. His eyes scanned around for Ask's familiar four wings, but it seemed that the object of his affection had not yet managed to Travel to the party yet, unless of course he was inside. Sighing a soft sigh of disappointment at the lack of Ask thus far, Kei trotted after Isolde who was knocking on the door jam. "I think we can just go in, the door is propped open after all." He turned to regard the boy with the fluffy hair as he spoke to Isolde. Kei thought he looked familiar but wasn't totally sure.

Gavin was out of the limo next, all smiles and looking forward to the party. One never knew, there might be some hot girls and guys floating around he could flirt with. Besides some of his friends were possibly coming later, so at the least he could probably hang out with one of them. Willow was right on his heels and the two of them went ahead of Kei and Isolde and let themselves in. An open door was an invitation after all. Gavin scanned the room for either targets for his flirting or one of his friends. Willow meanwhile was scanning the room for the second half of that list, hoping that maybe Theo was going to make an appearance while she'd bothered to dress up and everything.

The siblings ended up splitting up as Gavin headed towards the two adults, one of which had to be the host or hostess. They both seemed to be attractive, which was also a plus. He sidestepped the two of them in favor of getting some punch and overhearing their conversation so he could figure out which one lived here.

This left Willow wondering where she should go next. The best option seemed to be the two children who were talking to each other. The girl had to be Cial who's party it was. She walked over to the two of them with a pleasant smile on her face. "Hello there! I'm Willow." She turned towards Cial. "You must be Cial right?" She gave a smile to the boy too so he didn't feel ignored.

Nadia was the next of the siblings to make her way out of the limo. She stood there staring at the little group forming on the porch and tried to decide if she really felt like going in there. Edmund stepped out behind her, also wondering a similar thing. As Edmund's eyes fell on Nadia though he placed an encouraging hand on her shoulder. "I'm sure this is going to be fun. Ready to go in?" This earned him a bit of a sigh from Nadia but also a small smile.

"I'll head in. You should say hi to that girl over there." Nadia inclined her head towards Aiden before swiftly heading into the house. Edmund looked surprised as he noticed Aiden standing there and headed over to her.

"Hey Aiden, I didn't know you were invited too." He greeted his best friend with a smile. "You um... look nice." He felt like he should complement her because she did look nice, and a gentlemen should complement a lady when she looked especially nice. The hesitation came because it was still a bit odd for him sometimes to think of his formerly male friend as female. All the same, he had meant what he said.

Cial winced as the people started coming, unsure how she was supposed to handle all this. She didn't even know them. Not one friendly face, besides her Dad to relate to. 'Oh well, stop whining and just tell them all to get inside!' She smiled politely at the boy she'd been speaking to, "I'm sorry, a hostess is never done. Kill me now." With that Cial poked her head out the door.

"Hey guys, stop lagging you are welcome to come inside, have some punch? No punching each other though please. I heard this place is rowdy." She raised a brow, attempting some sort of humor, and generally feeling rather silly for it.

Pulling herself back inside she scanned those who had already entered. A lot of her guests were older, and she wasn't quite sure what to say to them. Cial felt suddenly very shy when a girl greeted her. "Oh, yes I am. Nice to meet you Willow, welcome to my home."

Cial’s eyes diverted as she waited for the girls reply her young mind enticed to distraction. Meer seconds and she was lost to caring. As another guest entered she watched him. He was far more colorful than most, and by the punch bowl, that one was quite colorful as well. Her eyes drifted back to the black and yellow boy. The one who had a distinct bee theme, a theme! Now she couldn’t very well judge, considering the stars on her garments and adorning her hair. Still a grin crossed her lips.
As the older boy approached she watched, assured he did not notice her stare. She was rather short, much to her own frustration. Cial angled her eyes up to him as he stood near them, not yet introducing himself. She knew she had flushed a hue that was pink with a hint of lavender. Making her freckles all the more apparent on her puffed youthful cheeks. A tilt of the head and look up and down his body again before further thought could be pursued. ‘He is cute.’ Very cute. A full grin broke over her lips and face, as she stepped closer to him, holding her hand out expectant of a handshake.

“Hi! I am Cial.”

Her intended conversation with the older girl named Willow forgotten.