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Starry grinned at his reaction to her dress. He'd been like that all night, but it didn't make her any less happy. After four children she wasn't exactly secure with how her own body looked, but Dameon always seemed to make her feel worlds better about it.
"You look wonderful too Dame~" She couldn't help but smile. He'd had no idea she was dressing up, she'd kept it secret until it was time to leave so Dame didn't have a chance to try and match. He was the way she liked him best. Comfortable.
"I love you." Simple, sweet, and 100% true. And thank the guardians he loved her too, who else was willing to put up with her terrible dancing?
Sweetie blushed, "So long as we don't run into any more pae trying to steal things we sh- Oh my gosh Dysmas you're a woman!" And just like that, she was laughing hysterically. One minute she'd been following Dysmas, quite happily, to the dance floor, and the next... He was sporting a nice looking waist and chest. "You're a really good looking woman, but you're a woman!" She finally managed, far more amused than she should have been.
Returning, Abby was doing her best not to wince. She hadn't healed up nearly as much as she'd have liked to between the end of the battle and the start of this party. At least tonight, she was able to keep her arm in a sling to not make it any worse. "Aiolos, are you sure this is a good idea?" She normally wasn't this wary of her grandmother's parties. She loved them! She loved her grandmother too, and was way more than happy to see her back after the fiasco from the year before.
"I'm pretty sure he's going to be busy, we could just summon him later..." Of course she was talking about one of her uncles. It just so happened to be the one that would help them with the actual getting married thing.
"And we need to find Grandmother Venus and Aunt Kleta. I'm sure Aunt Kleta wants her shield back." Abby grinned, having decided to run some fabric through the shield and wear it on her back. It was a lot easier than carrying it, especially if she wasn't sure when she'd find Aunt Kleta. "I'm sure all three of them are busy.."
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 4:40 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 7:06 am
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When Brazil laid her eyes on Mercutio, it was like an instant connection. She sauntered towards the blue kitty in her usual manner, although perhaps a little slower for purposes of seduction. "Hello stranger..." She whispered, definitely much quieter than the voice she had been speaking in before. Brazil lifted her arm and her hand rested on the soft, fuzzy shoulder of the blue stranger and trailed down his arm. Brazil had been admiring the strange kittens earlier, and now here she was trying to seduce one. The female allowed her one dress strap to fall slightly off of her shoulder, just a little tease. There was a small, fire burning within her gut, and then suddenly... the fire died.
Brazil felt her dress go slack, and her goods that had been holding the dress up without the strap were no longer doing their job. Brazil looked down, a flat and manly chest revealed to her. "What?" She declared in her normal loud voice, only this time her voice was much deeper. Brazil slammed her hands against her mouth, attempting to take back that deep word that had just flown out of her mouth. What was going on?! She no longer cared about the blue kitty, Mercutio, that was certain.
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 7:21 am
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Dysmas was nodding his head, leading Sweetie out to the dance floor, his eyes on her. He had no way to realize that anything strange had happened to him without looking down. Then he heard Sweetie's exclamation, which began with 'oh my gosh'. So before Dysmas had even heart the rest he had whirled around, ready to defend his female from whatever troubles. Then the rest of it followed, he thought she might just be teasing him, trying to see how on edge he was. "Oh Sweetie, don't be sil-" Dysmas' eyes went wide. He hadn't had the deepest voice on the island before, but his voice hadn't been so feminine either.
A strange expression furrowed on his brow. The male was afraid to look down, he closed his eyes tightly. Then he did it, he looked down. "Oh, don't say that Sweetie!" Dysmas said, blushing heavily when she said he was a good looking woman. He could tell she was having fun with this, but the male who had spent so much of his life struggling with his image, now felt an even more extreme version of that as a female struggling with her image! Dysmas just wanted to curl up under a rock and hide. First, he bounced a little though. "This is a strange feeling..." She mused as she watched some of her own more fluffy parts bounce up and down. Wait... no... stop. He looked up at Sweetie with an expression like a lost puppy.
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 7:35 am
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Spitfire smiled and nodded proudly, it was very affirming to see one of her old students doing so well. "And using your flying for hunting, that's pretty awesome." She loved seeing flight used for more practical things than just showing off, although that was fun too. Spitfire was having a more difficult time understanding her former student, than she seemed to remember having before. Sparrow somehow seemed more wild now. However, Spitfire was able to understand enough to figure out the basics of what Sparrow was talking about.
"Things have been pretty slow." Spitfire admitted, somewhat painfully. It was a slight to her reputation as an instructor that she wasn't getting many students. She had an inkling why though. Even though she didn't live in the tree it was hard to miss the gossip about the giant hole that had been caused by some sort of non-faun. Why would the faun come to her for lessons when she was teaching non-faun, and why would non-faun come for lessons if she was a faun? It put her in a difficult situation, certainly. "If you come across anyone you think could use some help, I'd be grateful if you sent them my way."
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 7:49 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 8:17 am
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Adrasteia appeared rather unphased by the strange Harpy's proclamation of "Weirdo" upon her stature... in fact, it was almost as if the Fae hadn't heard her at all. Adrasteia had heard it many times before so it didn't strike her as weird, odd or strange to hear it again.
She was, however, unfortunate to stop the Harpy and ask her why she felt like such a name-calling was warranted. What quality or characteristic did she have that labeled her as a weirdo in the feathered one's mind? Everyone always had a different response in that nature. She found it.. 'fascinating' that there were many different outcomes to the term, "Weirdo"....
Still, her attention was diverted to a soft pinch on her shoulder. Odd how her wings didn't fend off any such sensation from occuring. She turned, aiming to gaze upon the culprit of such action when her dark eyes fell upon Summer.
Her figure froze, studying the Pae with... well, as interested as a bland and emotionless individual could muster.
Without another hesitation, she crossed the room and gently gathered the Pae's attention.
"One with as much grace and beauty as yourself should be honored as a Hero of such. And for that, I would like to inform you that it must be a great honor to be standing in your presence..."
Adrasteia seemed to ramble that off as if she were Wednesday Adams, looking no where near as sincere as she was actually being. Her voice was monotone, her eyes were relaxed and she didn't outwardly appear as if anything at this party held that much of interest...
sailornorthstar I'm sorry, Sunny! She fails at emotion and all things awesome!! crying Buuuuuut hero arrows.... what can I do? XD
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 9:41 am
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Oh, but that was where Caine was mistaken!
No one could ever escape science!
Yes, Luminița's question to Aderyn was good. She nodded to encourage the questioning about what Aderyn was, likely showing herself as either just as socially dense, or just so determined to get to the bottom of what her claw-handed son was doing that she cared very little about social graces and how miffed the strangely-legged and beautiful-winged one was. Apparently her claw-handed son thought this one was amazing, which she was able to easily decipher from when he was talking vaguely like she could not hear them.
Perhaps her son had inherited some of Esmée's inherent awkwardness and mannerisms! Or, perhaps, it was just Esmée that was making him awkward. This was also interesting. Was she interfering with some kind of romantic or friend connection? Most curious.
"Why?" It was, naturally, Esmée's turn to ask uncomfortable questions when she should probably just go away. Of course. "Why is she so amazing, Caine? Why do you think that this strange angel," she was going to go with that hypothesis until she was told otherwise, "is so amazing and worth your attentions?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 9:59 am
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![User Image](https://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/Fifth_Age/Paeil/certed/nymph/th_mikasi.jpg) Oh, a dance? Hell yeah. Mikasi glanced back at his brother and winked, as if he was trying to get something across to the other.
Ignatius, for just a moment, was too busy trying to figure out why it just felt like someone had pinched him, lifting his arm to rub over the spot but not finding anything of use. What the -- Whatever. The newly silvertongued individual had much different things in mind now, turning to Mikasi and Kasmai and offering a rather charming smirk. "Ah, I do see my brother has laid his eyes on someone most gorgeous. It is a pleasure to meet you, Kasmai." He bowed, quite uncharacteristically, and blew a kiss.
Mikasi, derailed from his attempts to be charming, glanced over to look at his so-called brother. "What the fu-- ow! Hey!" What the hell had stabbed him? Irritated, Mikasi swirled around to perhaps claw or bite whoever had done that when he saw something much more interesting.
It was that orange demon.
His hero.
Much like a zombie, Mikasi totally forgot about what he and Kasmai were doing, and walked off in Pix's direction, much more concerned with the demon who was currently showing no interest in him than the pretty shetani that clearly was. If they watched him, he would drop to one knee in front of Pix, lauding her as he looked up to her. "I am unworthy of your presence, my great hero! Please, do not look upon my shameful face, but I must see yours in all its glory to feel worthy!"
Ignatius lifted a hand to stop him, but then awkwardly brought it back to his mouth and let it sit there. Uh. Hm. Well then.
That was weird even for Mikasi.
He turned his eyes to Kasmai, whispering a, "I am so sorry for my brother. His attentions are quite ... fleeting, and you are in no way worthy of being ignored."
As if it was charming, he added, "I shall go wrangle him for you," with a wink, as he turned to perhaps try and figure out what the hell had gotten into Mikasi.
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 10:14 am
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Aurelia had her full attention on the golden haired god, completely missing anything going on around. Including Wellsprings icy stare. No, she couldn't care less about the cursed clawed sprite, at least except that he was keeping her from catching Cazir's attention.
For the briefest of moments it looked like he glanced over, but before she could flash a smile back he was returning to his conversation with his...girlfriend? Friend? Hopefully a distant relative?
So Aurelia began to circle around, hoping to catch the males gaze to motion for him to join her. He was the most interesting thing at the party after all.
Seiana_Zi circling him like a shark XD
Daisicle Blatantly ignoring wellspring. Those dice do NOT like her!
He had such pretty hair, such soft looking fur. She wanted to reach out and touch it... His response sharply focused her eyes back onto his, for a moment widening in surprise. Well. That made perfect sense! "Ahhh....what about a doggy?" Right about then, a sudden movement caught her attention. As fleeting as it was, it wasn't exactly hard. A particularly purpley pae was marching his way over, instantly bending down on a knee. She felt a p***k on her behind.
I wonder who he is - p***k. I can't believe he's coming here! To me! I'm going to diiiiieee! The breath caught in her chest as she looked down at him in awe. He was talking to her?! "Nonono! Please get up! Such a great amazing pae like yourself shouldn't be on the ground!" What exactly did he do to make him so great in her eyes? She couldn't remember, but somehow she was certain of it. Maybe...just maybe... "You must be a goat snatcher!"
Strawberri Stardust Continuing with her craziness
Seiana_zi Uhhh....yeeeaahh....if you're confused, do a quick read of her PRP 'can you keep up'
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