[Carmim Clover]

❝ WORDS: 1206 TAG: @whoever is next lol NOTES: AKA "The One in Which Carmim is Thirsty AF" HAVE YOU SEEN HER? HAVE YOU HEARD? THE WAY SHE MOVES, THERE ARE NO WORDS Carmim gasped defensively. And in shock. "What!? My friend, no, you must have heard t'e wrong t'ing from somebody, I would neve'-" She wrestled to cover Eva's mouth with her own hands now, shaking her head vigorously. These rumors were false, and of malicious intent! Fake news! Slander! It only got worse, her red eyes widening in horror at the prospect of kissing that dumb boy. This was not going well. Eva was taking far too much delight in this. "No, no, no, no, no!! Ew, ew, ewwww, neve'! I would neve' kiss t'at crazy Nik, t'ere is no way!! I have neve' kissed anybody, especially not him, I was just making him eat because if he does not eat, he will be hungry, and if he is hungry, t'en he will die!!" It was very concerning. She didn't want her friend to die, but she also didn't want to kiss him. Eva leaned in close to whisper some very juicy conspiracy to her, which caused her to freeze up momentarily. Wait... What!? Zee what? Oh no. She didn't want to think of the possibilities. Mostly because she had no idea what Eva was referring to, but the ominous belly pointing was frightening. No, no, there were only a handful of people she was interested in kissing, and Nik was definitely not one of them. Fortunately (or unfortunately, for the amused onlookers to their conversation) her attention was yanked away by a new arrival. Towering tall over everyone else, in came... "Ruqa!!!" The little redhead's eyes lit up, partly at excitement over seeing her Argus Limited buddy, and partly at the relief of escaping that conversation about stinky smelly Nik. Ruqa stepped in and presented to Eva the most precious, adorable, cake she had ever seen (and she could only see the sides of it from where she was standing!) before turning to greet the little drummer. "It is so great to see you, my friend!" She threw the four-armed girl her sickest and best high five, before performing skillful acrobatics to climb up onto the back of the couch, where she could leap up to properly hug her friend. Holy shit, she was high up. She basked in the temporary height boost for a moment, before descending to the ground, with a sheepish grin at Ruqa's comments. "Me? Haha, I only pushed a bandit off of t'e train- you cannon-balled right t'rough t'e big guy! Miss Top Student at Haven," She gave a playful wink, and did her best imitation of a brawler flexing her muscles. No doubt about it, the taller girl was definitely the most legendary fighter at the Academy now. Carmim, like all the other students, had of course heard all the legends and rumors. But, unlike them, she was actually there. She knew far better than anyone else exactly how badass the fabled "Harambe of Haven" was, and she could vouch for the fact that she was even more insanely cool than even the wildest of rumors. With an excited announcement, Eva ushered in the start of the movie, as Carmim made her way back to her seat on the couch, sitting behind Eva and Aegle, who were both on the floor. For a moment, she considered sliding down to join the two, but when else would she get to feel so much taller than her fellow short girls? She munched on her cheese with anticipation as the movie started, squealing with delight as she realized the inimitable Hickory Green- the Hickory Greene!! Ahhh!!- would be starring in the film. The beginning certainly wasn't the most interesting part, but the score.. The score!! It was so chilling, with its bowed percussion and spooky reverb-y piano. All sorts of sounds coming together to build up tension, even when the scene wasn't super scary. And Hickory... Mmmm, yes... Every moment that man was on the screen, her mind went to a place Eva would definitely have chastised her for, if the blonde didn't one hundred percent feel the same way. And wow... if she thought he looked good as Mark, he looked even better in this! Maybe it was the shorter hair, from his younger days. She felt Eva leaning back against the couch (and her legs) as the movie got more and more intense. The lead exorcist had just been called in to take his first look at the horrifying demon, Kazzoozoo, and it was a little scary. The walls were bleeding, and these creepy little girls were skipping rope, and there was a faint buzzing coming from the poor girl's bedroom door... She was on the edge of her seat. So much so that she actually did fall off the couch, finally losing her height advantage, as she slid, wide-eyed and anxiously tapping her chest with her fingers, in between Aegle and Eva on the floor. "Oh no... Do not go in t'ere, Colt- eh... Mark!!" Colton? Colton who? She definitely didn't say Colton. All of a sudden, a loud boom thundered through the room as the demon Kazzoozoo attempted to knock down their door and eat them all! Or, alternatively, it was Erytheia. But the sudden loud sound, right at the most tense moment in the scene caused Carmim to emit a very loud and shrill little yelp, as she clung to poor Aegle in fear, wrapping both arms around her roommate, and burrowing her face into her shoulder. Fortunately, in spite of her panic, she was still careful enough not to spill her food, or Aegle's odd-smelling beverage. Underrated skills, right there. She lingered there in that pose for just a moment too long, before realizing that she had just gotten spooked by a new movie-goer. When Theia finally entered the room, she would offer a warm smile and an excited wave, and maybe a hug if the fancy young lady sat near her, but she was much too caught up in the movie to be distracted by anything else. Except for the mysteriously unexplained jelly beans that kept thunking her in the head. She had no idea where they were coming from, but she counted at least five. Honestly, that might be even scarier than the movie, except for the fact that jelly beans were a delicious and nutritious snack. They were beans! Beans are always good! Finally managing the bravery to pull herself off of Aegle, she quickly buried her slightly red face in her stack of pizza slices. There was no blush that a slice of eggplant and olive couldn't fix! And, to further help hide her face, thankfully, it was pretty dark in Eva's room. Also, when did it get so dark? Had it always been that dark!? She definitely didn't remember anyone turning the lights off. Golly this movie was getting to her. Looking for a distraction, she leaned over to whisper to her best friend. "Psst. Eva. Don't you t'ink Hickory just looks t'e most amazing and handsome in t'at dark suit wit' t'e long peacoat? Such a beautiful man... I bet even you want to kiss him. So dreamy..." She sighed a girlish sigh. Oh, Colto-... Mark... He truly, truly, was the world's most perfect man.

LAIKA OF GS!

[Kishka Burzanova]

KISHKA BURZANOVA

She smiled as politely as she could. It was uh... Better. At least the Atlesian's accent wasn't too annoying. And the girl did seem to be fond of flattering her. She was more than okay with that, of course- for as much as Evangeline reminded her of Bel, she definitely didn't have her twin's personality. She beamed proudly as Evangeline continued complementing her hair. "You are too sweet! The color is my little secret- I special-order 'Dusk Wisteria' from a luxury salon in Atlas, and then gloss it with, believe it or not, blueberry paste, to get the perfect finish." She was very proud of her hair. So much so, that she completely missed Eva's quizzical gaze as the gears started clicking in the violinist's head. As Eva became distracted by all of the other guests, Kishka went about with making herself a small plate of food, making sure to skip the unorthodox eggplant pizza. As the movie started, she sat down by Niraya, with a friendly smile. Or well, her best attempt at a friendly smile. Friendship was something she was still practicing at. She took a sip of her vodka, the only hint that it was (very strong) alcohol, being a slight twinging of her mouth and a blink. It was, of course, top shelf stuff, from her dad's private stock, which made it much better than whatever sort of toilet hooch Aegle had brought to the party. Not that there was anything wrong with it- it just wasn't as high quality as what she'd brought. She glanced at the little punch gremlin's general direction. The kid had done alright in class not too long ago. She was getting better, that was for sure. Might even make it at Haven after all... With a lot of luck, anyways. Soon, the movie began, which took her mind off of Haven's underdog. She wasn't easily scared, so horror movies didn't have too much appeal for her. Not to mention she'd seen this one before, and frankly, it wasn't very good. She would have recommended one of her favorites if she'd have known this was what Eva had in mind- "Lizards on an Airship." Now that was an action-packed thriller. Not a faded-star-studded borefest like this one. And Hickory Greene wasn't even a talented actor. She looks next to her and sees Niraya looking a little rattled. Well, at least someone was getting some good out of the movie. She smiled as she silently offered her cup of liquor to the faunus. Maybe a sip of the good stuff would cut through some of her anxiety. Come to think of it, she seemed scared before the movie even started- must not be much of a social butterfly. She couldn't blame her, people were lame. And easy to mess with. She tucked her hands into her hoodie pocket, making sure to grab a fistful of the jelly beans hidden within. Then, slowly, and with all the stealth and subtlety of a jaguar, she used her Displacement to quietly float them out of her pocket, one by one, moving them slowly to the other side of the room, going behind all the other girls. And then she would plunk them quickly at her unsuspecting victims from all different angles. The jelly beans were pretty small, and not especially hard, so chances are nobody would catch on for a good little while. But it did pass the time- she was especially taking pleasure in flinging them at Carmim, who was completely oblivious to the first three or four tossed her way. Of course, she made a point of not tossing any at Niraya or Eva- the rest of the girls were totally fair game, though. Knock, knock, knock. Whoa! Kishka jumped just a bit, at the sound, visibly startled, but not too shaken, though her hands did fly up to her ears when one of the other girls shrieked like a damn banshee. Okay, so she wasn't easily scared by a movie. A person running up on them while they were sitting in the dark, watching scary movies, was definitely something that would scare anyone! From the voice, it seemed the Hellebore girl had finally decided to make her appearance. Fashionably late, of course. As Kishka had expected of someone of Theia's noble status. Hopefully she brought something good to eat. Or drink, she thought, as she took a bite of cookie cake.

Notes// beans, beans, good for your face | Tagged// Evangeline Lys de Verre | WC// 740

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[Ruqa Reyes]

The praises of Ruqa’s exploits was well welcomed by the four armed huntress who ate up the attention. With a puff of her chest, Ruqa grinned with pride, soaking up the compliments directed at her. After the mission it was like she was a big deal around Haven, becoming what was essentially a legendary figure that was well known around the social circles of hunter trainees on campus. She could see it in people’s eyes when they saw her, that little look of recognition that suggested something akin to awe.

It was a different look from what she was used to and she was astonished at the difference. If people ever looked at her before her claim to fame they looked at her like she was a street thug. To be fair, she certainly looked the part and did find herself fitting the role of a juvenile punk throughout her exploits before Haven. Given how frequently she sought out street brawls with local thugs and often came home some nights with more than a scraped knee or a black eye, it was no surprise that people had assumed she was a delinquent back then.

But now that she was fighting serious enemies like the bandits more people started seeing her as a respectable huntress. It was something Ruqa didn’t realize she had really wanted: legitimacy. Ruqa to her core, wanted to be an honest version of herself. That’s why she did everything with pride, spoke loudly without shame. She needed to show the world the true Ruqa, the one that fought, lived, and was brave and fierce. If anyone dared claim otherwise she’d just have to show them. For now this was enough.

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Ruqa gave Kishka a proud smirk, appreciating the words of congratulations. "Heh thanks. I'm happy with how it turned out." she says casually as though she were talking about a birdhouse made in a community wood shop class.

Not watching out for the sudden hug attack Ruqa was caught off guard by Evangeline jumping up to wrap her arms around her neck and Eva’s affection is soon after followed by Carmim who gave her a powerful hug, nearly toppling Ruqa over. “Woooah there haha. There’s enough of me to go around!” Man if she just had to beat up a few bandits to get this kind of attention, she’d be putting herself in harm's way a lot more frequently!

In her full height Ruqa smiled with all the confidence in the world to the group of girls surrounding her. “Damn keep complimenting me like this, I might get a big ego! But it is true, I am pretty amazing~ It was definitely one of the best fights I’ve had in a long time. I hate holding back and it was real nice to really let loose on some baddies.”

Tonight was really shaping up for her and if the assorted movies had anything to say about it, it would likely get a lot better in the hours to come. She was about to sit down in front of the TV when there was a knock on the door Ruqa hops over to answer it. “Oh I’ll get this one guys.”

Ruqa pulls the door open and reveals the person behind it. They were a bit late to the party but they were still welcome to join. Ruqa’s glances into the hallway to greet the newcomer, “Yo, hello the--Hot damn.”

The words came out of her mouth before she could really think about it once she caught the briefest glimpse of the red nightdress. And the sweet figure underneath it all.

“Hellllooo nurse,” thought Ruqa, dragging her eyes back up to Erytheia’s face. Was Ruqa being too obvious? Was dumbfounded jock the right move in this situation?

No no think of something smart to say to the pretty lady.

“Are you a boxer? Cause you are a knockout!”

Nailed it.

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[Evangeline Lys de Verre]

tell me pretty lies

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Despite the beginning of the movie not being much, it was still very creepy, especially the music. But ah, there was Hickory Greene! So much younger! Evangeline definitely shared Carmim's appreciation of the hunky blond man. Just staring at his face, Evangeline began to get lost in her thoughts about those dreamy eyes... Those... serious, scowl-y eyes underneath a mop of dark hair...
She blinked, realizing she wasn't really thinking of Hickory Greene at all, flushing slightly as she ducked her head to take a sip of some cola, hoping no one else noticed.

The movie was definitely ramping up the suspense and horror. Evangeline had was furiously chewing her food far more rigorously than she needed too, appearing for all intents and purposes, a hamster with its cheeks full of seeds, nibbling rapidly at another seed. She barely even noticed that Carmim had fallen off of her perch to join her and Aegle on the floor, offering a comforting presence beside her as her cheeks filled up with food. She realized this after her cheeks were all puffed, and tried to swallow the food, just as the demon began to slither out of the closet, about to take over the girl, the music rising to a horrific crescendo!

KNOCK KNOCK!

Evangeline choked from the fear of the sudden shock, the food she was swallowing stopping in her throat as she made gasping, whimpering noises, hitting herself on the chest. It took her a few seconds before she could painfully swallow, eyes watering. "Och.. I'm fine, just... wrong hole..." She muttered, massaging her throat as she turned her head, to see Ruqa opening the door, revealing Erytheia.

"'Zeia! You came!" Evangeline said, ushering the girl in with a hand. "Please, come take a plate! We have many of 'zee snacks! The movie already started!" She called out, noticing that Ruqa was in the process of quite... blatantly eyeing Theia up and down. Evangeline blinked, confused about this new development. And then Carmim leaned over to whisper into Eva's ear.

Evangeline's fair face turned pink as Carmim whispered, flustered stammering escaping her in hushed tones as the movie continued with Hickory Greene in deep conversation with the mother of the possessed child. "C-Carmeem! Stop! K-Kiss!? No! I do not want 'zee baby of Col- I mean, Mark!" Her voice was full of insistent defense and indignation. "Besides, Colton smells like oil!" She added in the same hushed tones.

A sudden banging noise brought Evangeline's attention back to the movie. There was another scare building up as the priest began to leave the house, leaving the distraught mother and her sister in the house. Evangeline put her plate down, muttering lowly, "Ohhh I don't wanna look I don't wanna look I don't wanna look!" She reached out behind her, looking for one of her cushions to hide her face behind. She found something fluffy and soft, and pulled on it, bringing it around to hide her face behind, not realizing it was Niraya's tail. Peeking out from behind the fox faunus' tail, she saw the scare unfold.

Suddenly, the possessed girl in the movie showed up, climbing down the stairs in an inhuman position on her hands and legs, screaming blood out of her mouth in a vicious hiss. Evangeline outright screamed at this scene, ducking her face into the very soft tail, taking several moments before opening her eyes. She blushed lightly at her reaction, and realizing she was holding onto Niraya's tail, further increasing her blush.

"Oh, sorry Niraya." She said in a low voice, letting go of the tail and looking back at the fox faunus with an apologetic smile. But her Evangeline hands were trembling, and she was scared. The horror movie was definitely very scary, despite being an older movie. The movie had progressed and now, the priest and doctor were going to question the demon child, who looked very gruesome with the cuts and scars on her face and those green eyes. Evangeline squeaked with fear the girl suddenly turned her head around on her head like a swivel, reaching out to her side and grabbing Carmim, her arms closing around the redhead's chest in an uncomfortably tight grip, given the lack of cushioning between them.

"This movie is... Scary! I like it but... Scary!" She said in hushed urgency, unwilling to let go of her friend, so everyone would hear her but it wouldn't interrupt the movie's dialogue or sound. The movie had definitely began to pick up, throwing out jump scares left and right.

[Niraya Platinum]

Niraya Platinum
When snow falls, Nature listens.

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The movie starts after a bit and Niraya was nervous now of both the movie and the people in the room. the film builds up for a scare then suddenly a knock at the door happens causing Niraya to jump a bit. The new arrival was greeted by the previous new arrival and both of these people she didn't know who they were. but they were quite good looking this was making her face go red. this situation was spiraling Niraya was starting to having issues coping with it.

Kishka offered Niraya some of her drink. from the smell it was alcohol she knew some people handle a stressful situation with this stuff. without skipping a beat she takes the cup and downs the whole thing in one go. The taste was strangely causing her to cringe rather hard at it. after successfully keeping it down she hands the cup back to kishka. "sorry."

after a few moments, it starts to hit her and she starts to relax. shortly after she started to relax did she feel some small hands grab her tail. this caused her to jump but looking over to see Eva she just smiles at her. once Eva realized she was holding onto Niraya's tail she puts her tail down in her lap. The movie continues on and it wasn't affecting her as much anymore in her buzzed state.

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[Erytheia Hellebore]

The noble warrior stood, and the people looked to her.
For she was a beacon - hope given form, yet still only human.
Within that truth there was great promise.
If one could stand against the night, then so too could anyone - everyone.

In her hand the warrior held a Rose. And her aura burned bright.

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There was a blink of surprise from the Hellebore heiress as a series of noises went up from behind the door, shortly before a familiar face opened it, albeit not the one she had been expecting. Well, familiar in the sense that it had been all the rage for quite some time now, and not due to any particular intimacy with the owner of said face.

“Yo, hello the--Hot damn. Are you a boxer? Cause you are a knockout!”

There was a slight pause as Erytheia adjusted to the situation, but nary had a second passed before she gave a small smile in response to the compliment. At least, she assumed it was a compliment, judging from the tone of the other’s voice.

“It is very kind of you to say so, but I am no boxer, though I am no stranger to fighting unarmed. I much prefer the sword and spear, myself. You must be Miss Reyes! A pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

Before she could say anything further, however, Evangeline’s voice drifted out from within, and tilting her head to the side was enough for her to make out the smaller blonde within the darkness. Another four girls were there, all of them people she recognized from previous encounters. There was Miss Clover, Miss Burzanova, and Miss Verdant, as well as another Faunus that she hadn’t had the opportunity to be introduced to yet. The smile on her face not diminishing one bit, Erytheia followed the four armed young lady into the room and placed her offerings by the side of what appeared to be a very sizable snack platter already. The tins of caviar were stacked atop each other and the first opened, with the truffle chocolates joining the rest of the sweets in their own section, though those she would leave unopened until later. Her own luggage was pushed discretely by the side of the door, plans to unpack it delayed until later.

Oh, pizza! It wasn’t a food she had access to too often, but back in the day at Sanctum, it was not uncommon for the girls to order a few boxes to take back to their dorms for study and training sessions.‌ Pizzas were quick to make, easy to eat, and tasted better than the instant noodles that some of them preferred. Erytheia had loved the food, but after she’d had her incident, it had been formal dinners and galas for most of her time until she’d been hospitalized, and then hospital food made up most of her diet until she’d started training again, at which point her instructors had put her on a strict diet of vegetables and protein. Partially the reason why she had been indulging in restaurants around Mistral for the past few weeks, as she had missed the luxurious foods quite a bit, but regardless, it all meant that she had little chance to eat pizza since those school days.

Still, here she was faced with another dilenma - with her gloves on, grease would stick to her hands like white on rice. And removing them was not an option, not in a room full of other people.‌ Erytheia dithered a little over the choice before grabbing a small number of napkins to buffer her gloves from the grease, placing a slice of eggplant and olive pizza on her plate, as well as a number of cheese samplers by the side of it. She had not yet eaten supper, so this was a wonderful opportunity to indulge. The Hellebore heiress made her way across the room with plate in hand before taking a seat by Aegle, between her and the Faunus, offering a polite smile to the latter and a much larger, more friendly smile to the former.

“Hello, Aegle,” she said, setting down her plate on the floor beside her. “I hope the evening finds you well.”

Before she could continue, however, she was interrupted by a loud shriek from Evangeline. A blink of surprise, a glance over, and her interest seemed to be piqued by the show.

“Oh my,” she said mildly, watching in an almost placid fashion as demons started to stream out of the woodwork and many discordant chords accompanied the sound effects and flashing visuals on screen. Almost as an afterthought, she picked up a piece of cheese with a toothpick and placed it into her mouth, chewing quietly as she continued to watch the show with interest.

“Quite interesting, this movie,” she commented to Aegle nonchalantly as what appeared to be a number of possessed puppets chased a fat friar down a corridor.

“Do you enjoy such things? It seems to be very… disturbing.”

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[Aegle Verdant]

Whether thanks to her own squeak, or the same shock which had caused it, Carmin also yelped and flung herself against Aegle, clinging tight enough to near crush the crooked girl's ribs. Her breath came sawing out in a ragged wheeze, squeezed from her lungs by her roommates desperate strength, before Aegle could even think to raise her aura in defense. She fumbled reflexively with her free hand, the other somehow kept its tenuous hold on her drink, to get a hold of Carmin's wrist and relieve some of the pressure around her chest. Needlessly, as it turned out that Carmin loosened her hold all on her own. In the end, Aegle was left merely holding her roommate's wrist, while in turn being held by her, at which point Aegle also noticed how Carmin had burrowed her head into the crook betwixt neck and shoulder.
'Oh...'
Having noticed there proximity, and no longer being at risk of passing out because of it, Aegle found herself most unaccountably unable to move. Unable to move, and keenly conscious of every bend and bow in her own body.

Yet, when Carmin found her nerve and pulled away, Aegle did not feel relieved, at least not entirely. She was left unsettled, uncertain, wondering...
Was that sort of thing normal? Had it merely been proximity that had made the other girl grab her and hide against her? Would she just as easily have sought that comfort and protection from anyone else in the room, had they switched places with Aegle in the moments before Theia had knocked on the door? Had Carmin's actions been suggestive of something, of a belief that Aegle could protect or comfort her, or had she merely been the most physically convenient source of those things?
'Y'bein' weird.' Aegle thought, frowning, but she could not dismiss the questions that crushing embrace had set to flittering about her mind. Questions she had no answer for.

Erytheia's admittance stirred up a buzz of activity, though Aegle did not join it. She did what she'd been doing since she'd first arrived, and watched the other girls interact, like she might glean some secret or vital knowledge from such observations. Like it might tell her what to do, that she might feel a little less out of place. Like it might answer some of the questions still bouncing around her head.
It did none of those things, incidentally; When Erytheia settled down beside her, bracketing Aegle between the blonde and Carmin, the crooked girl was just as lost. So lost that it took her a few moments to notice that Erytheia was looking at her, looking and smiling. Almost like she was glad to see Aegle.
That thought pulled the blonde into sharp relief before Aegle's emerald eyes.
'What's it say 'bout me, that I'm not used t'people lookin' at me that way.'
Aegle, getting over her momentary surprise, contrived to smile back. Theia, taking that as some unspoken invitation, set her plate aside and proffered a greeting.
"Hello Aegle."
"Uh, yo..." Aegle replied. It might have seemed she was keeping her voice low for the sake of those watching the movie, but that she'd found herself unaccountably out of breath would have been nearer the truth.
"I hope this evening finds you well."
"I, uh..." Like Carmin's hug and all the things it may or may not imply about how the red head viewed her, Erytheia's cultured courtesy straddled the line between genuine and reflexive, leaving Aegle unsure if it was empty sentiment or a sincere well wishing. Unlike with Carmin though, Erytheia seemed much too self-possessed for niceties that had been hollowed out by habitual repetition. Not for the first time, she admired the contrast between the Hellebore and their erstwhile hostess. Both were impossibly well bred, and their high births were obvious to anyone with eyes and ears, but they were such different sorts of nobility. The kind, compassionate, and expressive princess on one hand, the regal, confident, and magnanimous queen upon the other. And, as was the case with Eva, Aegle felt a little awed whenever she found herself in Theia's sights.
Considering all that, Aegle decided that Theia had meant every word of kind courtesy she'd spoken. That made Aegle feel a bit strange, in a way she could not quickly define, in a way so unfamiliar that she could not even say if it was a good or bad sort of strange.

At any rate, before she could figure it out, Theia's attention had been drawn to the movie, which thereupon supplanted her momentary interest in Aegle.
Aegle barely glanced at the movie herself, far too distracted by the people surrounding her to pay a work of fiction that much attention.
"Quite interesting, this movie." Theia said.
"Yeah," Aegle replied distractedly, "Guess so." Her own attention was on Carmin, wondering if she would, try to hide from the movie again.
"Do you enjoy such things?"
"Huh?" Aegle looked around. Theia's gaze remained fixed to the screen, though she did lean somewhat closer.
"It seems to be very disturbing."
Blinking, Aegle looked dutifully to the screen, just in time to watch a man in a cassock get savaged by what looked like a bunch of animated dolls. The hairs on the back of her neck went up, and Aegle averted her eyes.
"I, uh..." She said as she leaned towards Theia, both to avoid disturbing the other watchers and better conceal her own discomfort, "I've never actually watched a movie like this before."
A sudden shrill and piping scream, this one coming from the movie, made Aegle cringe, and she turned so that it was only Erytheia that she could see, while something awful happened on screen. In so doing, Aegle noticed for the first time that Theia wasn't wearing pajamas. She was wearing a dress. Aegle, as a rule, did not wear dresses or skirts, and she was pretty sure that, were she wearing Theia's, she would not have made it past the door to her room. It looked light and airy, but it also left little doubt as to the shape and proportions beneath, not that Theia had cause to be shy in either regard. It was the gloves that most drew Aegle's attention though, because they seemed neither light nor airy. Where the dress was sheer, emphasizing its wearing comfort, the gloves seemed restrictive and out of place. 'They seem," Aegle thought inexplicably, 'like something I'd wear.'
She blinked, then wondered at her own thoughts. She'd never worn gloves like Theia's before, not once. She'd worn mitts and gloves for warmth, but Theia's were thin and dressy, and wouldn't be doing much to safeguard her against the winter cold.
'Where did that come from?'
Aegle looked down at her own hands, both of which were swathed in bandages, puzzling it over. Then she raised one hand, cup in hand, and took a cringe-inducing pull from its fizzy contents, and determined to think a little less.

Nerve refreshed, Aegle leaned towards Theia again, to whisper in her ear.
"Have, uh, you watched a lot of movies like this?"
She found the heiress redolent with the smell of perfume. Her hair was especially fragrant. Before Aegle could stop herself, she thought 'She even smells beautiful.'
That intrusive thought was wholly unwelcome, and Aegle yanked her head back on reflex, free of the Theia's aura. Fortunately, another scream ripped free of the television at the same moment, giving her some cover as she took another long pull from her rapidly emptying cup.

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[Carmim Clover]

❝ WORDS: 1029 TAG: @everyone NOTES: SPOOPY HAVE YOU SEEN HER? HAVE YOU HEARD? THE WAY SHE MOVES, THERE ARE NO WORDS It took her a second to even register the purple-haired girl's half-hearted attempt at a compliment to her, if only because she, like everyone else in the room, was caught up in awe of the four-armed girl's entrance. She didn't say anything, but tossed Kishka a smile of gratitude. Really, though, she didn't feel like she deserved the praise that she had been getting. It was a little funny- sure, Carmim had been on the same train as Ruqa, and had gotten a bit of the hype that ripped through Haven like the hottest gossip of 25 AV, but it still seemed absolutely unreal that any of that had happened at all. She hadn't seen much of what Ruqa did in person, but the snippet she did see was really impressive- the girl one thousand percent earned all the recognition and fame she was getting, no argument there. And she was taking it all so well! For a hair of a second, the little redhead was jealous. She wished she had her taller friend's confidence. Wished that she could admit to even herself, let alone everyone else, how strong she really was, and how big an accomplishment she had achieved. She didn't think she was anything special at all, though. Ruqa was special- she was brave, and charismatic, and cool. Not that Carmim didn't like her own personality- she did, it was just not at all what she felt like a proper Huntress should be like. She was a hard worker, but she didn't have that commanding presence of a real warrior. She didn't have the grace or skill to fly through the air and punch out bad guys. She was barely able to smack one off of the train with her drum, and that was more out of desperation than anything. But she couldn't let herself get caught up thinking like that again. Not here, at the sleepover. She shook her head, clearing her thoughts with a smile as she turned back to the TV screen. This movie was good. Scary, but good. As the knocking on the door thundered through the room, and she screamed and clung to Aegle, though, Ruqa proved her fearlessness once more, by opening the door to reveal, not an axe murderer, but Erytheia. Carmim beamed over the back of the couch, straining to poke her head over it from her position on the floor. "T'eia!" This was turning out to be a very exciting night. She hadn't gotten the chance to hang out with her since their class together, so this would be doubly fun. Not to mention she clearly had good taste in food- the eggplant and olive pizza was her favorite of the three she'd brought. Carmim was also curious to see what the other girl had brought for their ever-growing snack table. While she couldn't see from where she was sitting (dang couch was too tall) she could tell it was something in a little metal tin, from the sound it made as it clinked on the table. Maybe a pie? She liked pie. Of course, her little village girl brain would never have guessed that it was caviar- that would just be silly, caviar was just rich people food in movies, right? It wasn't actually real. Her gaze slowly crawled from the pizza on Theia's plate out to the rest of her. The Hellebore heiress was always elegant and beautiful, like a statue or a painting, but tonight she looked especially stunning. Not to mention her outfit- she hadn't quite caught Ruqa's flirty comments, but if she had, she'd have definitely seconded them. A faint blush crossed her face as she realized she was staring at Theia's frilly night dress, and she coughed and returned her wandering eyes to the movie. And her ears, to Eva's squeaks of indignation at the prospect of kissing Colton. Err, Mark. Though where all this talk of babies was coming from, she had no idea. She simply grinned and made a smooching face at Eva, clearly taking immense pleasure in teasing her bestie. "Well, I am only saying- oil is not necessarily a bad smell..." Ahhh, Colton... Err. Mark. Yes, Mark, the armor-clad Sanctum graduate. That Mark, from the show, of course. He was definitely slated to be a hot topic during the post-movie boy talk. Even though Carmim was definitely getting ahead of herself, and getting that conversation started now. "Don't worry, t'ough, my friend- Colto- oops, I mean Mark is just pretty eye candy." She leaned in real close, and whispered right by Eva's ear, "You've already got the real deal! Mr. Tall, Strong, and Hands-" Fortunately for Eva, the movie was getting more and more intense, and the possessed girl's hobbling around had pulled the redhead's attention far away from whatever she was halfway in the middle of saying. She was so enthralled in the movie, in fact that when Eva yelped and clung to her, it came as a total surprise, causing her to give another little shriek, and attempt to grab Aegle again- instincts were pretty strong, y'know? Unfortunately, the Atlesian blonde's grip was fueled by sheer terror, so as Carmim jumped and attempted to grab Aegle for support, she only succeeded in grazing the girl's shoulder with her hand, before unceremoniously falling over, pulling Eva with her, and sending her (thankfully mostly empty) plate tumbling from her lap. Trying her best to clamor back into a sitting position, she was grateful for the temporary break from the movie. Colt- Hickory, or not, this was a very scary movie! And they weren't even at the big climax yet! "I know what you mean! It is such a good movie, but so... So scary! I don't t'ink I have ever seen a movie quite this frightening!!" But that fear definitely did not stop her from shoveling her quickly-recovered popcorn in her mouth. Food was a comfort in times of danger, you know? And that went double for when a beloved sexy actor was in fake TV danger! And she still couldn't figure out where all those jelly beans were coming from!

LAIKA OF GS!

[Kishka Burzanova]

KISHKA BURZANOVA

Bloop. Bloop, bloop. This was endless entertainment. Plunking the little drummer in the head and on the shoulders with her well-coordinated, very discreet, jelly bean assault was hilarious. Kishka wasn't all that interested in the movie, to be honest. But far be it for her to decline such a perfect opportunity for mischief! She was definitely cooking up some delightful schemes in her overworked galaxy brain. Namely, she was trying to figure out where her host's wardrobe was; she just knew that someone as sweet-looking and innocent as Evangeline was definitely hiding some tasty secrets. Her money was on weird underwear- either way too old-lady, or way too risque, either or. It was either that, or she was some kind of cybernetically-enhanced super spy built by the Atlesian military with the intention of sending in a sleeper agent to take out the world's greatest villainous mastermind, no matter the cost in human and faunus lives. A deadly robot assassin, with cloudy grey morals, hidden in plain sight as a cute, non-suspicious, little princess-girl! ...Haha, nah, that was a silly thought. That's what happens when you stay up all night reading comics. Like Kishka did most nights. It would be such a cool story, though! And would definitely add a little zest to their fated ambush class duel. She jotted a mental note to commission an artist some time to illustrate the hypothetical cover page for that series. "The Evil Overlord, Kitten Storms, vs RoboSpy Angeline Crescendo." Eh. She'd work on the title later. She glanced up, following her little startled jump, as Ruqa let Erytheia in. She watched her as she entered, with some curiosity- a night dress, huh? With those gloves? Hmmm, definitely something interesting going on there. That, or without her mother to help her, the poor heiress didn't know how to dress herself. Still, she had to give props where props were due- a lady's assets were best showcased with flattering attire, and Erytheia was definitely showcasing hers tonight. Compared to her, Kishka must have looked like an absolute bum. Except, of course, for the fact that she too was flaunting her own assets- one did not come to possess a proper boyfriend hoodie without first acquiring a boyfriend. She was pretty sure, too, that she was the only person in the room currently entangled in a proper relationship. Not that half the girls there weren't trying their damnedest with Theia. She smiled at the girl as she entered, before her eyes settled on the tins that she was carrying, and currently placing with the other food. Curious, she stood and strode over to the snack table herself, in need of a few more cubes of cheese anyhow. Up close, she could definitely tell what Theia had brought- caviar. She had to stifle a grin- oh, Erytheia... First she shows up in elegant borderline-lingerie, now she's pulling out all stops on the food? She picked up the opened tin as the other girl set out the truffles, taking a moment to read the name on the tin aloud: "Beauffremont House Reserve, eh...? I don't think I've had this since your mother's charity banquet what, three years ago? So odd that we never really talked back then, both of us being at Sanctum and all." Or well, it would have been odd, were it not for the fact that Kishka barely had any friends at Sanctum. She had a few "friends," but not anyone like Argent, or even Niraya. Probably the closest she'd had was Nik. And well. He was Nik. Even then, they could hardly have been considered friends. He was the most tolerable of her family, and she appreciated that he at least seemed to prefer her very slightly more than Bel. That was a rarity- nobody who met the both of them ever chose to black sheep over the golden girl. Hell, looking back on it now, even at the ritzy galas and events her father dragged her to, Bel was the one being paraded around- she was left to mingle, alone. Not out of malice or spite, she was just well-hidden in her twin's giant shadow. She hated her so much. The purple-haired girl closed her eyes and took a breath. No need to think about her while she was here, having a good time. Besides, she was trying to make friends. Like Argent insisted on her doing, for some reason. And too many of these girls reminded her of Bel. Eva was literally white and gold, like she was wearing the Bely Burzanova summer fashion line. Theia, whether she meant to or not, gave off the same top-student, highborn, vibes that Bel looked down on her with. And Carmim was the actual worst. So damn chipper. Nobody was supposed to be that happy all the damn time. Nobody. Just thinking about how all of them reminded her of her sister, she decided to go back to her seat by her dearest, least-upsetting, friend. Who then promptly drained her alcohol, upon being offered a sip. She just stared back at Niraya as she slugged back a half cup of vodka. "Oh shit." She had to hold back a laugh as she accepted the cup from the now-definitely-intoxicated faunus. "Well alrighty then, Niraya. That was an unexpected surprise, haha. Let me get you something to chase that with, I know it couldn't have tasted too good on its own like that." Or well. Not to someone who didn't drink fairly often, anyways. She rose back to her feet and poured another cup of liquor for herself, and a cup of soda for her friend, before walking back and seating herself next to the tipsy fox. Oh, and it seemed like the movie was past the halfway point. That was good news- soon enough, the party would really be getting started. Especially now that she counted at least four people drinking already, herself included. Perfect.

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[Ruqa Reyes]

Whatever reaction Ruqa had been expecting to hear, it certainly wasn’t that. The response she was looking for was either embarrassment or romantic interest but Erytheia choose neither, disregarding the content of what Ruqa believed was an obvious intention to flirt. Ruqa struggles to find the words for half a moment as Erytheia strolls past her, absolutely unaware of the significance behind the compliment.

Her hands are slack in the air as they fumble to gesture at what her words did not seem to convey. “I, uh, what I meant was… You have a sword and spear?” she finally says, scratching the back of the head as her other two hands fly around unconsciously point around in wild directions.

Ruqa stands back, trying to recover from what seemed like Erytheia giving Ruqa the cold shoulder. Now not to exaggerate her own skills, Ruqa usually found that her enthusiasm and lovable tomboy charm was enough to evoke some sort of reaction from people she flirted with and given that extensive history she wasn’t used to being the one left confused.

The first thing that recovers from her shock is her disappointment. While that wasn’t that good of a line to start with, Ruqa expected some sort of flushed reaction from the girl. Was she just off her groove today? A harsh crash back down to reality was in store for the number one student in Haven. It seemed that Ruqa could take on an entire train of bandits but when it came to socialisation she failed to talk to that really pretty girl at a party. What ego she had developed was deflated as she reconsiders where their first impression went wrong.

To be clear, while she loved flirting Ruqa usually made them in good fun, hoping to get a positive reaction without any serious expectation for reciprocation. She found it really helped to break the ice and after the initial awkwardness got people to open up in unexpected ways. And really, you don’t have to be crushing on a person to want to flirt with them, you just had to be honest and be open minded. Now it seemed that either Ruqa had trouble with her words or Erytheia hadn’t caught on to Ruqa’s advances. While she was determined not to be a creep, she definitely saw it as a challenge.

Ruqa sits her butt down next to Erytheia, about arms length away as she puts on her game face. “Sup babes. Hey, Erytheia! Nice to have you with us. Nice to see you might I add!” Ruqa teases, brazenly admiring the other girl.

Ruqa pats around her sweater pocket, seemingly searching for something but coming up empty handed. “Oh man, I can’t seem to find it,” she says to no one in particular, comically perplexed but then she looks up at Erytheia with a bold smirk.

“I think I lost my number, can I have yours?”

Ruqa gives a goofy smile shortly before scrunching up her face in distaste, and shaking her head. “Actually scratch that I can do one better, gimme a sec.” Ruqa taps her fingers together, trying to scrounge up another line from her extensive flirting memory bank.

“Are you the sun? Because you are the light of my life? No no, that wasn’t the one huh?” Ruqa concludes before there is even a chance to respond.

The following lines were in such quick succession that there was little time to consider each one as Ruqa dismisses them all in sequence.

“Are you a banana because I find you a-peeling! Nooooo that was terrible.”

“So ah hey there good- no, no, do over, do over!”

“You must be a nine but I’m number one and together we’re a ten!” There was a quiet pause. ”Hahahaha! Boo that sucked!” Ruqa gives herself a face palm, attempting to do quality control of her flirts as it came to her. “Alright, one more, one more!” she pleaded, clearly having quite a lot of fun making these up.

“I love your dress, but I think it would look better on-- scratch that I changed my mind” Ruqa waves the thought away before coming up with her next line.

Ruqa raises her eyes to Erytheia, her tone completely sober. “I like your lips, they look like they belong right next to mine...”

Ruqa winces at that one only because it sounded like what a manga character considered seductive. No real person would actually say that crap and only now did she realise how embarrassing it was to say after it left her mouth.

Welp she was finally out of lines. Ruqa leans back, giving Erytheia an honest look over. Now that she got that out of her system it was startling how good Erytheia looked now that she had Ruqa’s full attention. That night dress was for real the bomb dot com but beyond that Ruqa started to realise that she was quite pleasant to look at.

Ruqa lets out a breath, her usual energy taking a more mellow tone. She chuckles absently before looking back up at Erytheia with bright eyes. “Crap I’m such a goof. I think I got it bad for you tonight. Honestly I can’t seem to think straight when I look at you.” Ruqa says being completely serious.

Ruqa scratches her chin before an idea hits her and she snaps her fingers. She has her goofiest smile yet as she brings up her last flirt. “You know, I’m like fast food, you should take me out.”

It was so so dumb but she was hella proud of that one and couldn't stop smiling. She wasn’t even paying attention to what was going on in the movie but with that dopey line she felt like it was going off on a high note!

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[Erytheia Hellebore]

The noble warrior stood, and the people looked to her.
For she was a beacon - hope given form, yet still only human.
Within that truth there was great promise.
If one could stand against the night, then so too could anyone - everyone.

In her hand the warrior held a Rose. And her aura burned bright.

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Unfortunately, Erytheia had not heard Ruqa’s slightly lackluster query about her weaponry after moving in to set her contributions to the food table up, the question going unnoticed in the general noise and activity that had surrounded her as soon as she appeared. Not to mention, Burzanova had gotten up to take a look at the caviar as she was setting the truffle chocolates up with the rest of the deserts.

"Beauffremont House Reserve, eh?“ the other girl had said as she inspected the tin with the air of a gourmet critic, and the Hellebore’s smile in response bordered ever so slightly on the sheepish. A bit unfortunate that this was all she could bring on such short notice, but Erytheia’s snack drawer only had so much quality in it, and said snack drawer really was all she could draw from without pulling way too many strings to get stuff imported to Haven to keep unnoticed. And where would the other guests’ contributions be if she overstepped her boundaries? There were a lot of things to consider, and this was the best she could offer in response.

“I don't think I've had this since your mother's charity banquet what, three years ago? So odd that we never really talked back then, both of us being at Sanctum and all."

There was a slight dip in her smile, a brush of her gloved thumb over her index finger, feeling keenly the scars beneath - but that passed in the span of a second, her fingers relaxing once more. Her smile did turn a little melancholic, though, as her thoughts drifted to dead classmates and stressful days spent in the combat school. Even remaining in the top five percent was a daily struggle, not in the least because Airtafae would not manifest until after she had left the school. Training. Schoolwork. Coming home to be berated for her incompetence. Those memories had blurred together for the most part, though she could find more than a few gems if she tried. It did mean, however, that Burzanova’s existence, such as it were, had been quite far divorced from her own situation, and so she had really only known the other’s name until they had entered Haven together. Well, Burzanova had entered first, but it wasn’t as if Erytheia begrudged her that. Hospital paperwork did take such a long time to go through.

“Sanctum was a busy place. Time was… well, in short supply. I am sure you remember the packed schedule we all shared. But I apologize for not being as gracious of a host to you as I should have. A Hellebore should never had cause for a guest to feel unwelcome.”

There was a slight dip of the head towards the other before she met her gaze again, countenance brightening up as they started to walk together towards the other girl’s former spot.

“However, I would like to remedy that going forward, if you do not mind. It would be nice to be friends with someone who shares the same history as me.”

Burzanova seemed to consider that, though her attention was taken over by the Fox Faunus that had thrown back a full cup of offered spirits, and left to grab another drink for her friend, leaving Erytheia to take her seat beside Aegle, her attention drawn to the movie shortly thereafter.

However, before the Hellebore heiress could do much more than watch for a couple of seconds, Reyes came in with quite the aplomb, spewing a rapidfire series of compliments that had the blonde haired young lady blinking quietly in amicable befuddlement as she sorted through the words - or at least, what she had gotten from between the sound effects of the movie on screen and the responses from the other girls. Her face did take on a concerned expression, however, and those red eyes peered with a little worry at Ruqa, though she did seem reassured after a few moments and leaned back into her previous position.

“Alcohol can be quite insidious if you let it sneak up on you, Miss Reyes. Do take care of yourself, especially if the lightheadedness continues. I do not think the infirmary is open this late, but Doctor Haragitanai should still be awake if you need medical assistance.”

Nodding firmly, she relaxed once more after another glance, seeing that Ruqa didn’t seem to be very sick. She actually seemed to be enjoying herself and didn’t show any symptoms of nausea - but further inspection was interrupted by the sudden proclamation that she should be taken out, which lit a small light of happiness in Erytheia’s crimson eyes as she clasped her hands together in front of her chest.

“That is a good idea, Miss Reyes! We should all go out to luncheon some time, everyone willing. I have not had fast food in years - it will certainly be a treat to remember. Would anyone be amenable to such a trip next week?”

A smile was directed at everyone around for a few moments before Aegle leaned by her ear to ask her if she’d seen movies like this before, and thusly was her attention directed back to said movie, and then a tilt of her head towards the younger girl, a thoughtful look on her face as another shriek came from the television.

“I have not, actually. Other than a few old educational movies in Sanctum’s classes, my exposure to this kind of entertainment was very limited. My mother was always partial to theater and opera herself, so those were the places I went to occasionally while accompanying her, while I was growing up. I can certainly see the appeal, however.”

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[Ruqa Reyes]

The four armed huntress listens to Erytheia’s well meaning response, not saying anything until she is finished talking. For an awkward moment Ruqa just looks at her, not saying anything. Then a smile forms on her face, cracking into an burst of laughter.

Ruqa howls in laughter, doubling over, unable to contain her amusement. She is wheezing over from laughing too hard and wipes a tear from her eye. “HAH! You’re real funny, Ery Berry, you know that?” she chuckles with a newfound appreciation for the heiress.

That settles the misunderstanding, Ruqa thought. Erytheia wasn’t trying to fool Ruqa by ignoring, she was just really dense. That was fine, just surprising. How could someone still be this naive at their age? But really it was kind of a relief, to know that she wasn’t being intentionally ignored. Regardless, Ruqa wasn’t going to push it any further. It was girl’s night after all and they were just here to chill out and have fun. Ruqa wasn’t about to ruin that for anything.

She runs her tongue over her canines, like she was testing their sharpness. These canines are on full display as Ruqa smiles to the beautiful girl, unwittingly becoming a newfound source of amusement for the enthused trainee. “I can already tell we’re gonna have a fun time together,” she says with an abundance of eagerness. “You keep that attitude up and I’ll never be bored again!”

Her cheeks which had gotten sore from smiling so much. Ruqa looks at Aegle and her bottle of rotgut and gives it one longing look before turning her head. “Hmm maybe you’re right. I’ll cut down on the alcohol tonight,” Ruqa stands up and sways back and forth as though she’s lost her balance, pretending to be drunk. Winking, she gives the princess a thumbs up, “Thanks for looking out for me, babe. You got a good head on your shoulders.”


“And yeah luncheon sounds good. I’ll definitely take you up on that offer.” Then Ruqa looks deeply into Erytheia’s eyes “And I want you to know… I only have fries for you~” she says salaciously and then BAM, pulls out them finger guns. Pew pew.

She gives her a wave and leaves to go to the snack table where she grabs a plate of cake. She still has a big goofy grin as she walks away.

While perhaps someone with less emotional resilience than Ruqa might have had their ego hurt she wasn’t fazed in the slightest. In her mind, as long as everyone was happy it wasn’t worth getting hurt about it. It was sort of admirable how Ruqa took the rejection.


Still, it wasn’t as though she was above sympathy points. She heads over to the other side of the room where Eva and Carmim sat. She plops down, criss-cross applesauce, and believing she was out of Erytheia’s earshot, she gives an exaggerated groan.

“Carrmiiim,” she whines. “I think I got dumped.”

She rests her head on Carmim’s shoulder, waiting for attention. “I need comforting. Console me. It so tragic baby.”

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[Evangeline Lys de Verre]

tell me pretty lies

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At this point, a loud scream interrupted most other conversations, coming from Evangeline and perhaps any other girl in the room who was caught by the dreadful jump scare that had just happened. The horror movie had reached its climax, with the demon possessed girl locked in combat with Col- Mar- Hickory Greene's character, the exorcist having taken off his religious garb to display his glorious male musculature in all its beauty as he wrestled against a floating demon girl half his height, biceps flexing and face set with determination.

"OH ELLE VA LE TEUR! ELLE VA LE TEUR!" Evangeline squealed in distress, so much so in fact that she began babbling in High Atlesian, hiding her face behind her behind Carmim's shoulder, eyes peeking out, as her hands went wild on Carmim, arms wrapped around with hands grabbing and shaking her red haired friend from the terror and excitement of watching Hickory continuously punch the little possessed girl in the face as the demonic screeching continued from the thing.

And then, it happened! Hickory Greene let out a powerful, manly cry of manliness and punched the demon girl so hard that the demon visibly flew out of it, leaving the girl suddenly free of all the bruises, scars and marks! What a miracle! Evangeline literally squealed with joy and excitement, her hands now closing on Carmim's shoulders as she literally jostled Carmim rapidly, rocking her poor friend's head back and forth. The movie ended on with Hickory Greene staring off at the sunrise, still shirtless, with a distant smoulder in his eyes as he said something about there always being more demons to punch, before the screen faded to black.

"'Zat was amazing! So scary but amazing! I loved it!" Evangeline said happily and excitedly, finally relinquishing her hold on her friend to do a rapid clapping applause. Her plate sat empty of snacks by now, and her cup was also drained, as Evangeline turned around to address the other girls. "Did you all enjoy 'zee movie? I hope you did! Now let's drink!" She announced happily, not noticing that a lot of the girls had already started on it.

Evangeline would stand up, heading back to the snacks area on the table, grabbing more popcorn, cake of both kinds, pizza, tomato rice, and-

"Oooh, you brought 'zee caviar, 'Zeia! Och, 'zis gives me nostalgia of home!" Evangeline said as she helped her plate to some truffle chocolates and topped those with some caviar. She then stared somewhat hesitantly at the amber liquid and the clear liquid that Aegle and Kishka had brought... She had no experience with alcohol, but from what she could remember... If one was new to alcohol, they were supposed to mix it?

So Evangeline grabbed the amber liquid, filled her cup 1/3rd with it, and then filled the rest with vodka, making a drink that looked lightly mixed if no one brought their noses within sniffing distance of it. Evangeline thought she had prepared it properly, and with a happy smile, she went back to where the girls were sitting.

"So, what will be do now while we drink and eat? I know many girls play 'zee party games during 'zis kind of 'zing, but I do not know of 'zees party games. Does anyone know of one of 'zees party games?" Evangeline asked as she took a bite of the truffle chocolate, uttering a soft moan of nostalgia fueled satisfaction at the taste. And then she brought the cup up to her lips.

She hesitated for a moment as it neared her lips, the smell hitting her... Was it supposed to... singe her nose hairs like that? It smelled powerful. Overwhelming. Like something you would clean your hands with. Evangeline took a tiny sip, and instantly recoiled, almost gagging. It tasted terrible! Why did people drink this? Evangeline expected it to taste... nicer. It was just... bitter and it burned! Even from just a sip!

Evangeline grimaced, looking around at the other girls. She recalled Aegle taking a deep drink from her cup one time, as well as Kishka doing so. Perhaps it was like a bandaid, where you had to down it quickly to ignore the bitterness? Evangeline did not want to stand out as the only one who would shy away from this drinking. Her friends were doing it and she would do it too! So, gritting her teeth, Evangeline took the cup, and within the span of 5 seconds, emptied the entire cup. Right after she swallowed the last bit, she began to cough, doubling over, tears streaming from her eyes from the extreme burn of the alcohol that she had just consumed. She could feel it painting a path of fire down her throat and esophagus, all the way down to her stomach, where it began to pool into a sphere of superheated plasma.

"I-it... tastes... horrible... But I did it! I drank alcohol!" She said hoarsely but proudly, smiling a forced grin of triumph despite the tears in her eyes as she wiped them away. "Now it is a party!" She announced happily, ignoring the supernova currently brewing in her stomach.

[Niraya Platinum]

Niraya Platinum
When snow falls, Nature listens.

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Niraya was slowly losing herself to one of her suppressed urges she had. nothing dirty but she always liked being petted and was starting to feel that urge to be petted. When Kishka got up to get Niraya and herself a drink Niraya would follow. She takes the cup Kishka pours for her and drinks from it slowly. the urge to be petted growing. When they get back to the couch Niraya had lost her seat but she didn't seem to mind. she sits next to kishka and sorta leans on her nuzzling her cheek against her bony shoulder.

Suddenly Eva Screams and this causes Niraya to jump and spill her drink all over herself and a bit on Kishka only due to proximity. Niraya looks over at Eva then at the movie. it was just a blur of color for her as she wasn't able to think clearly at this point. Niraya then feels the cold sticky liquid that got on her sleepwear. "wha...oh man." Niraya pulls at the shirt feeling how soaked it was. "I didn't bring a spare." Soon enough the movie reaches its climax and the ending credits starts to roll.

Niraya gets up and goes to the bathroom to try and clean up. She didn't close the bathroom door as she tries desperately to dry up the soda that was in her shirt. In the next room over she could hear Eva gagging. This makes her turn to see Eva downing a full cup just like Niraya did. "Go, Eva!" Eva and Niraya were now no longer innocent to the ways of alcohol. with that out of the way Niraya gives up on cleaning up her shirt. "I...will be back guys." Niraya takes her leave as she leaves it was clear she was swaying quite a bit.

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[Aegle Verdant]

Aegle let out a pitched squawk as Carmin shoved her shoulder, barreling her right into Erytheia in turn. Surprised as she was, it was without thinking that Aegle flung her arms around the blonde haired heiress and, therefore, kept from spilling face first into her lap instead. With a quiet mechanical wheeze, not to mention a shocked little squeak of her own, Aegle hastily peeled herself off of Erytheia, before giving Carmin and Eva a filthy and embarrassed look.

It was a few moments before Aegle even thought to look for her drink, which she had been holding in her lap before the unexpected brush from Carmin, followed by her even more unexpected brush with Erytheia. She shone the latter an embarrassed half smile, and peered around her, searching for the cup in the dull like cast by the movie's gloomy finale. Theia read that as the opportune time to answer the question Aegle, in all the excitement, had forgotten even asking.
"I have not, actually." Said the regal trainee, "Other than a few old educational movies in Sanctum’s classes, my exposure to this kind of entertainment was very limited. My mother was always partial to theater and opera herself, so those were the places I went to occasionally while accompanying her, while I was growing up. I can certainly see the appeal, however."
"Oh." Aegle glanced at the screen, wincing as something particularly nasty happened to a character whose name she couldn't remember, "For me it was mostly old action and martial arts movies, stuff my brothers had bought." That had been the approximate whole of her movie watching experience, really. She wondered what watching a theater or opera performance would be like, having only ever seen such affairs depicted as fussy and boring in the media she'd consumed. Erytheia was neither fussy, nor boring, so it was hard to imagine her in such a setting, regardless of how fine and noble the entertainment was purported to be.

Having missed some exchange between Ruqa and Theia while searching for her drink, Aegle at least caught the conclusion of it when the dejected cyborg made herself at home on their side of the room and subsequently rested against Carmin's shoulder. Aegle was not sure why she paid the exchange such close attention, but it left her feeling passing strange for quite a few minutes after.

At last, the movie came to its climactic and bloody end. Aegle, hadn't any clue what it had been about in the end, having lost the plot somewhere around midway through the first act, but Eva seemed pleased at least, and there had certainly been a few notable scares in it. Now that it was done however, Aegle was struggling to figure out what she'd found so frightening about them. It all seemed quite silly with the lights on. She adopted an easy grin, as she recognized the familiar influence of Reynard's cider sinking into her, making things feel very muzzy and warm, and accompanying every thought with the slightest touch of irreverence. She should have started drinking earlier. Maybe then she wouldn't have jumped the way she had when the scary things started happening on screen.

Eva, not to be outdone, ended up drinking as much as Aegle had in not even a fraction of the time. Not knowing what vodka tasted like, she found their hostess' reaction to her first taste of alcohol strangely nostalgic. She giggled pipingly, watching Eva sputter and cough, and outright guffawed when she said, almost word for word, the very same thing Aegle had said herself after trying Reynard's harder spirits.

"What sorta party games we gonna play?" Aegle asked, grinning at Eva, and everyone else for that matter. She felt light as a feather, just then, and smiling came unusually easy for once. Drawing on her limited pop-cultural store, Aegle proffered the first likely answer which came her her head.
"How about truth or dare?" She said it without thinking, without considering the ramifications such a game could have, especially for someone like her.

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