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Goddess Festival; everyone is welcome!
Topic Started: Mar 8 2009, 02:48 PM (4,359 Views)
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"Ah, you have a stall at the bazaar?" He asked, sounding interested in learning more - though he had no idea where this bazaar was located, and had indeed never heard of it. He felt the need to conceal that for the moment, he was sure he could find out from someone where it was, and continued to listen as she spoke again. He noticed her blush deepen suddenly, as titled his head, wondering as to the cause of it. Pushing that thought away, he decided he should do something about the fact that Noemi kept looking at her feet.

"You know, you're not supposed to look at your feet so when you are dancing, Miss Rivera." He said softly, lowering his head so that it was even with hers. He had a slow smile crawling over his face as he continued to gaze over her facial features.

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"Yeah...I'm gonna send one, as soon as I get one from my dad." Trey said, the first part of the sentence quite enthusiastically, sitting forward in his seat with eye's wide, and then ending softer and sitting back against the seat. He blinked, listening as she spoke a little of her own brother, of Daniel. Smiling salightly, he nodded in agreement.

"Pirates are cool. And who doesn't like cookies?!" Grinning, he brought up his feet into the chair and, continuing to nibble on his current cookie, said,

"That'd be cool if he did come to visit, I wouldn't mind meeting him. ... I'm sure you'd also like to see 'im, a lot." Trey said, the last part a bit more hesitantly. He didn't want to be getting into her personal space or anything, so he left it there, and continued enjoying his cookie.
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  • She shook her head, dunking it slightly. "No... Not yet. I'm hoping to get one open soon, though. I may put fliers up, so I'm sure you'll hear about it." Really, Phoebe had no clue if she were going to open one or not. As far as she could tell, it seemed like a good idea. After all, she needed that extra money. She couldn't go around relying on her parents for the rest of her life, now could she? Still, there was the ever present threat of getting found out. She mentally waved the thought away. She would worry about that when the time came.

    At the murmured correction, Phoebe felt a small bubble of anger growing in her chest. She knew that simple fact. Didn't he realize that Noemi was just being shy? Why couldn't he realize that she was dancing with an incredible grace? She wanted to fume, maybe even smack the man for being insolent, but she merely smiled demurely. "I know... It's just, well, I feel very odd when I'm this close to a man." She tilted her face up to meet Ulysses's, a few mere centimeters separating them. She forced a blush once more, looking to the side. "I've never been that great in interacting with members of the opposite gender," she mumbled in a tone she hoped sounded dejected.
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"Ah, I see." A pause. "May I ask what you'll be having there, if you do open up one?" Ulysses inquired, genuinely interested in trying to get to know the woman that was his date a little better, if she would let him. At her voicing her discomfort with him, he took a step back, even as they were dancing, and smiled a bit sheepishly.

"Oh, I do apologize for making you uncomfortable, it was far from my intentions." He said, and added, "If you wish to sit for a while, perhaps talk a little over some food or something would be better...?" Ulysses asked, not intending to offend her in any manner. He was far from perfect and was not good at all in reading the female species, and he knew it. He only hoped he wouldn't do or say something that would have Noemi storming off the dance floor.
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  • Phoebe smiled up at Ulysses, actually somewhat happy that her date was trying to get to know her. Hopefully it wouldn't prove to be some attempt to bed her. "Just my photographs. I really don't have anything else to offer." She shrugged in a slightly awkward manner as they danced through what was left of the couples.

    She was mildly surprised when he took a step back. Perhaps he really was a gentleman after all. Still, it didn't change the fact that he had insulted her. Resisting the urge to scowl, she kept up her appearance and shook her head. "No, no, it's not only you. I just have trouble around all men." She paused, then quickly added, "Not that you're like most men, of course. You don't try to reach lower than what you're supposed to." She let out a quick little laugh, forcing yet another blush to rise.

    Phoebe took a step forward, covering the lost ground. "No, I'd rather stay here and dance, if you don't mind. I've always loved dancing." She looked up into his eyes for a few moments, then, slowly, put her head on his chest. The actual Phoebe would've loved to reach up behind him, grab a good tuft of his hair and give it a swift yank, but Noemi, while able to be sarcastic, tended to be a gentler soul. This would be Noemi's way of physically saying that she didn't mind dancing close to Ulysses.

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Oh, it was absolutely wonderful! Min Hee giggled delightedly, pleased with the compliments she had received. Finally a guy with some sense around here! Finally someone who would recognize her as the fabulous star she was! Nothing would take this chance from her! Not now after she had endured all that undeserved trouble!

“Thank you very much~” she said with a smile. Of course you’re lucky. I’m glad someone finally understands that! Jim could learn something here… At the thought of the boy, Min Hee’s eyes darted to the side to where he now stood with another man. Huh. He didn’t look too good. Hadn’t she just been talking to him a few minutes ago? What had happened since then?

She quickly brushed the thought away. Right now, Jim was of no concern to her. Cloud Shiwaru, at that moment, was by far the more interesting matter at hand.

“I’m up for anything you want to do~ I’m just so happy you showed up!”


At least this girl wasn't being picky. If he wanted to run around in circles, he had something in his gut telling him she would to. A smirk arose and he looked at the crowd. Normally, dancing was a big no-no, but something wanted him to dance. Maybe his brain was giving him a craving, maybe it was essential to survive. Without giving it a full thought, he clutched Min Hee's arm and carefully weaved them through the crowd until he found a clearing in the middle. He looked at her and smiled, like a true gentleman. Cloud gently placed his hand on her waist and moved her hand on his shoulders. Something about his actions seemed off, most definitely odd.

"I hope you don't mind, but I felt like dancing". Why did he need consent from her? She specifically said she was up for anything he wanted to do. Still, a little voice in his mind needed to make sure Min Hee was fine with it. Cloud blinked at her as he moved around. This technically would be called dancing, but more of a wobble. He could feel something wrong about this girl. It was like he had seen her somewhere before, but this was the first time they met. Could she resemble someone, someone who was close? He closed his eyes for a couple of seconds before opening his eyes again. That was it, Min Hee resembled someone, but not their physical appearance, more like their personality.
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It wasn't really clear how she felt about this man showing up all of a sudden. She'd resigned herself to it never happening (or, at least, not happening that particular night) around an hour ago when she'd pried herself away from the wine - and now that he really was here, it was like she was having trouble computing it or something. Like it was too good to be true, or too unfortunate to be really happening, she couldn't decide.

After all, had he shown up earlier, even just when the dancing starting, she might really have displaced her anger toward Mister Bastard to the late, but guiltless man - so really it was Fred's involvement, and him occupying and stirring cheer back up in her, that kept her from doing so now. Instead, she was fully open to the awe and excitement that she'd anticipated when the evening first began, allowing it to fill her heart and head with ease.

Besides that, she was already splendidly pleased with this match. His lack of a suit, or formal wear at all didn't seem to faze her in the least; neither did his use of signs rather than spoken words. If anything, it all intrigued her beyond belief - and here she'd been worried she would end up with a Cookie-Cutter Man for a date! She refrained from squealing again, though, if only because her head was far too busy churning up questions, ideas, devious plots. One after the other after the other.

Chimera laughed.

"Oh, I think I could do that," she responded with an implication of generousity, though the playful grin on her face prevented anyone from taking her seriously, "If you can give me a good excuse for making me wait, that is."

Smiling pleasantly, she waited, clearly expecting a fantastic story. Whether it was plausible or believable or not didn't really matter, apparently.
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Admittedly, not the best display of his strength and manliness. But before he could lapse into shame and feeling sorry for himself, that little angel of a girl rushed to his aid, and he was reminded why he'd coaxed himself into being all Manly and A Protector in the first place.

"Yes! I mean, I'm fine-" He scrunched his face at a chunk of dirt that had invaded the corner of his mouth, and quickly rubbed it off - no time to be wasted! Whatever it was that was following them, it... he... whatever, must already be hot on their trail. Maybe?

No time to ponder! Go go go!

"Right!" He exclaimed, immediately realizing his error and dipping his voice low again as he scrambled to his feet as quickly (hopefully quietly) as possible. And he was even more of a mess now - though he'd narrowly avoided a muddy demise, there were tiny smears of dirt and grass on his shirt, and tiny twigs invading his fluffy blond hair. Apparently there was no time to be vain, though, because as soon as he was on his feet he was on the move again, head ducked low, eyes attentive for any more possibly obstructions that might be just as, um, time-consuming. And embarassing.

"Ah, let's go," Trying to successfully imitate her quiet and inconspicuous tone, he was the one now ushering her along, though he still hadn't the faintest idea where they were supposed to be going, or what in the world they were running from in the first place.
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Quite frankly, Odetta found Mu's dreamlike trance to be... well, somewhat relieving. She was afraid that after they wandered off away from the dance floor, he would gain some composure and actually be able to form articulate sentences. If he had, that would have been bad news, and she would surely fail the mission she'd set off to achieve. When he continued to look around like a lost puppy dog, however, she felt as if she still had a chance. She could get him a glass of water, wait until he finished it, and refill his cup with something more relaxing. Wine, preferably, though if there was harder liquor around that would suite the situation good as well.<BR><BR>

Still, she had to act calm, innocent, like an angel who just happened to have fallen from heaven wearing a rather provocative dress. "Do you feel any better? Oh, and you never did tell me the name of my adorable dance partner."

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"It's been so long since I've worn one of these things." Vanilla mumbled to himself. He tugged at the tie around his tux to make sure it wasn't too tight. It'd suck if he choked or something. Clearing his throat, the blonde straightened out his matted hair as he walked into the Glade. Actually, he nearly bumped headlong into two people standing near the entrance. But Vanilla noticed them and was able to move in time. Phew, that was too close. The last thing he wanted was having some random guy angry at him for hurting their date.<br />
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Sighing as he stopped, Vanilla place both hands on his hips and glanced around. "So, where's my date?" He murmured, not seeing her anywhere. Truth be told, he had no idea what the girl looked like; he only knew her name. Imogen. That was a really unique name. Hopefully she knew what Vanilla looked like, otherwise they might never find each other! Maybe they gave out pictures of our partners and I just missed mine? He absentmindedly wondered this as he made his way over to the food tables.
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Imogen cringed, picking at her dress in irritation. Grr. She must have been insane to actually have signed up for something like this. Here she was, awkward in social situations, standing in the middle of a crowd, searching for a person she'd never met! She didn't even have any idea what he looked like. She wasn't even sure her date was a guy. VANILLA. What kind of a name was that for a guy? Blah. <br />
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Not only did she just feel awkward in general, but the dress was a little bit much. That was definitely increasing the awkwardness. She never wore crap like this. She was actually really surprised that she was able to find this dress in her suitcases - which she still hadn't unpacked, by the way. She was insane. Insane! <br />
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Well, nothing interesting was going to happen if she didn't make it. She walked closer to a nearby table, hopping into it and looking out over the people below her. She was probably just about to make a complete fool of herself, but hey. Whatever worked. <br />
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Cupping her hands around her mouth, she cried, 'Hey! This is Imogen! Vanilla Bard anywhere?' He'd better be. Or she just made a complete ass of herself for no reason.
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[Uhm, actually Xim, Vanilla was talking with Charlotte. But that's okay, because she left anyway. XDD]

"Hey! This is Imogen! Vanilla Bard anywhere?"

Vanilla thought his ear drums were going to burst. Exactly one table away was where a girl was standing - on top of the table, no less - screaming for him. Well, if that's not a way to grab my attention, I don't know what is. Shaking his head, and ignoring his light headache, the blonde stood from his chair and made his way over to the woman. "Yes, I'm Vanilla Bard. It's nice to meet you, Imogen." Vanilla smiled in a friendly manner toward his date. It was nice she finally decided to show up.
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Min Hee’s brow raised as Cloud suddenly grasped her arm and pulled her onto the dance floor with little warning. Once her surprise at this unexpected movement had faded however, a satisfied and somewhat smug grin crossed her features. Ah, this was how it was supposed to be. She was beautiful. She was wonderful. Guys loved her. For a few days after she’d been exiled to this silly little island, something had gone terribly wrong with the world. Now things were normal again. It was like waking up from a bad dream.

When her dance partner smiled down at her, she returned the gesture with a beam of her own. Yes, yes, yes! It was all too perfect! She was bubbling and frothing over with excitement, completely enthralled by her new dating prospect. The last time she’d been this successful had been… Just before she’d come to Obsidian. So about a week ago? That boy had invited her to a party. Justin, right? No wait, that was Neil… Oh, whatever! It didn’t matter now that they were miles away.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I felt like dancing,” said Cloud as they began their awkward movements along the dance floor. “Not at all~ I love to dance! I like singing too! I’m going to be famous someday~” she chirped happily.
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"Yeah, if you say so." Kent joked. He glanced over her shoulder and noticed that the teens were gone now. He'd been so focused on dancing with Myrta that he hadn't noticed they left the floor. Clearing his throat, Kent grinned and let go of his dance partner's hand. "Sorry, but I'm gonna go grab another beer." Giving a slight wave to Myrta, the officer jogged over to the drinks table. Grabbing another can of beer, Kent popped it open and began to down it.
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Wonder if there're any other chicks I can dance with? In case Myrta decides to bail for whatever reason. The white haired cop scanned the area. Nope, still no good. It looked like the good majority of the other women were already paired up. He resisted the urge to sigh. Just his luck. Crushing the now empty can in his hand, Kent tossed it into a nearby garbage bin and grabbed another beer. He was going to need a few more drinks, especially if he continued dancing.

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Within an instant, Mu had downed the water, shaking his head as if to chase off the brain freeze that followed. Perhaps he shouldn’t have drank so hastily. The feeling passed quickly though, and he placed the cup down on the table as Odetta began to inquire on his condition.

Name? Adorable dance partner? He stared at her blankly for a few moments, completely lost, but within a second the light bulb clicked. Oh! He had forgotten to give an introduction, hadn’t he? The thought had simply never occurred to him. It was too easy to forget what people did and didn’t know. This realization was quickly followed by another: She had called him adorable.

Mu opened his mouth to offer his name, but his mind had scrambled at this second insight and his face was now turning a bright crimson. “I-I’m… M-Mu… I’m fine. Mu Xun.”
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Odetta watched intently with an almost predatory smirk as he downed the water rather hastily, and before she could even offer him another glass, he was already distracted. Ah, well, that would certainly put a damper on her plan, for sure, but she was certain she could guide the conversation back into having another beverage, or something in the very least. Still, he seemed to be pretty attention deficit, and she was sure she could distract him again somehow. <BR><BR>

But right now, she wouldn't worry about that. She had all night to act and pretend and perhaps she could go about winning the heart of this man in more... innocent ways. Of course, that would most likely only last for a little way, maybe a few more minutes at least, until she switched back to her usual self. The change was nice, sure, but boring. It felt odd acting like a lady, rather than a lady of the night.<BR><BR>

Odetta smiled warmly at the mention of his name, and a smirk lingered beneath her features at his crimson blush. How cute. She nodded, leaning forward and kissing his left cheek before kissing his right, allowing her lips to linger against his face for longer than necessary before finally pulling away. "It's nice to meet you Mu... Wait, Mu! You're my date!"

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What…? She was… What?!

Mu’s face began to burn as Odetta drew near, and he was almost certain that if she came any closer, his skin would scorch her. However, rather than stop, the woman pressed her lips against his cheek then proceeded to do the same for the other side. Her kisses seemed to take longer than they were supposed to… But Mu had become too disoriented to take any note of this. His temperature had risen to a level that couldn’t be normal and he could no longer think straight.

She was so close. She had kissed him. Her dress was too low. It had no back. She was so pretty. Her smile was nice. She wanted to dance. Mother liked tea. Tea was good… Yes, tea…

He barely understood the woman’s sentence as his legs had begun to buckle and his vision was blurring. Finally, the poor boy managed a small nod and a barely audible “Yes…” before completely sinking to the ground, unable to stand.

A witch, huh? Yes, she had some sort of power… He kind of liked it. Yet at the same time it kind of scared him.
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