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Zhixuan's heart was beginning to sink. Was Feng Zhi not coming? She hadn't seen him yet, nor anyone else who resembled him. She finished her food and put her empty plate down on the nearest flat surface, folding her arms over her chest petulantly.

But something...had shifted in the air. Sharp eyes cast around for the source of the change in energy. Zhixuan's breath caught in her throat as she saw a vibrant, beautiful male ascending the staircase. It looked as if no one had seen him yet. If she moved fast, she could claim him before any of these scrawny, scraggly females did. Pausing only a moment to preen and make sure she was putting on her best appearance, she zipped over to him. He wasn't her best beloved, but if he wasn't coming, she wasn't going to waste this opportunity.

"Good evening," she trilled as she caught up to him, smoothly tucking her arm into his. "You deserve a beautiful lady on your arm. I'm Zhixuan."

Alatheia eyes darted side to side as she gripped a book tightly to her chest. The glasses on her face slipped slightly down her nose, causing her to quickly push the rims back up her face. This had been a bad idea, bad bad bad idea. Why did she want to come? She was so outside of her comfort zone and what if someone saw her wings? She pressed her wings tightly against her body, her long tail was almost between her legs. Why couldn't she just be normal? Ok ok ok Theia...You just...Had to get to a corner and read her book and sneak out when everyone was parting and such. She could get through this. Right? She paced back and forth for a bit, thinking. No no no no she couldn't do this. She had to leave. Yes that was right. She took a deep breath and started to b line to the exit at full speed. Full speed lead her to bumping shoulders hard with a poor Shetani. This caused her to loose balance and go crashing into the floor, her book sliding across the floor and off into the darkness and her glasses fell off her face. Oh no no no this wasn't good! Now everyone would be looking her! She also couldn't see. She quickly scrambled to her knees hand started to blindly feel around for her glasses. "Sorry so sorry I didn't see you!" She still couldn't see him. Oh Earth Spirits save her.

Ruya wrinkled her nose cutely and giggled at the joke, and sat down next to Sweet Tart, subtly pulling the chair closer to her. "I'm Ruya," she responded. "I couldn't help but notice you were alone, and a beautiful fae such as yourself deserves some company." She hadn't flirted in some time, but it was like flying; you never really forgot how. Just had to get back into it. "Where are you from?"

Kasmai, who had been looking around at the wild assortment of pae again, snapped his attention back to Eniko. "Yes! Simple life. I was just thinking that," he agreed with a chuckle, running a hand through his hair and shaking his head.

"Then I'd be happy to accompany you to the buffet, my lady," he said with a silly, sort of sarcastically fancy tone, offering his elbow again, a cheeky little smile on his face. It was clear he was enjoying this far too much. He was happy to be here with Eniko, where he didn't have to take himself too seriously around her, rather than trying to flirt with someone new and unknown. "Or, if you like," he offered, returning to his normal tone of voice, "You can go sit down and I'll bring us a couple plates?"

Cascade had just walked into the grand area when her eyes immediately fell on a faun walking the most odd way she's ever seen a pae walk. Was that even normally possible? She stopped and watched as he started to talk to one of the huge statues that were around the hall. Could he see something she couldn't? Was he crazy? Should she has listen to her father about not going? Too late now.

Once the faun was looking around the room their eyes met. Cascade's mouth hung open slightly at a complete lost for words. She shifted slightly, causing her skin to sparkle in the light of the room as she found some words. "Isn't...Eating the fae wrong?" Why would you want to eat a fae or battle or whatever he was talking about. She was so confused.

Datum looked up lazily at the newcomer who was speaking to him. His solid red eyes had been closed, resting. He hadn't taken the time to really look around the place yet, so he did so now to see what the other was talking about. The venue seemed as grand as usual, but there did seem to be something missing, though Datum couldn't quite place it. "Yeah, I think I remember it... maybeeeeeee being fancier." the male said with a shrug.

Datum's nostrils flared he had never smelled such a strong aroma before. It was incredibly overpowering, perhaps too much so. He looked at the other fellow, certain it was coming from him, especially with the way he had bedazzled himself. "What are you trying to attract with that smell?" He asked. They had no need for such things under the water.


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Eruza looked on with interest as his eyes laid upon another Rak on the balcony. It had been a very long time since he had seen one of his own kind. He was intrigued and couldn't help but walk her way. Seeing her drink, he regretted that he hadn't the foresight to grab himself one before he went upstairs. He would have to remedy that later, but for now he didn't want to lose the other feline. The make caught sight of the accursed scratches across her chest and knew that she too was tethered to another, "Manage to get away for an evening?" he asked her, trailing one of his claws along the balcony rail, and leaving the faintest of scratches behind.

Still wondering at what was going on with her voice and feathers, Persika was somewhat engrossed in interpreting the instructions on the invitation and so was caught completely off-guard by the strange female harpy hanging on her arm.

Persika tended toward the slighter end of the scale species-wise and would, normally, probably have had to look slightly upward at Zhixuan. Instead, she found herself looking slightly downward. Confused and flustered, Persika fell back into diversionary tactics she'd used before to drive away hostile females; namely, shaking out her bright feathers and trying to make herself look as big and scary and not-worth-fighting as possible. Under the circumstances, though, her efforts seemed to have the opposite of the intended effect. "I'm not... I don't... I mean, you're lovely..." Oh no, someone please help. Just what was she supposed to do here?!