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[right][b]Interactions (Speaking)[/b]: Edict [@AtomicEmperor], Britney / Sabrina [@Punished GN], Layla [@Estylwen]
[b]Interactions (Horny Look)[/b]: Leon [@AtomicEmperor]
[b]Interactions (Longingly Horny Look As They’re Torn From Each Other)[/b]: Vashti [@Atrophy]
[b]Interactions (Desperately Trying To Avoid)[/b]: Henri
[code]Togaway Soon To Be Threeway -> The Hell Outta Here, The Halloween Festival[/code][/right][hr]
[color=CD5C5C]”What the fuck are you doing?”[/color] Linqian hissed when Layla approached and tried to lead her closer to the conga line. It didn’t do much because Layla was a fair few inches shorter and weak as fuck, but it had forced Linqian to stop moving backward so she didn’t walk into Layla.

Maybe she just should do that. 

Her temperature started to tick up, from normal to like a heated rock under the sun- then Sully grabbed her.

[color=CD5C5C]”Sully, you piece of fucking shit, I said I didn’t want to join!”[/color] Linqian started mouthing off - but she didn’t take the action she would against anyone else grabbing her, which was turning really fucking hot. She couldn’t bring herself to hurt him. Almost anyone else was fair fucking game, though. 

Unwilling to hurt Sully, Linqian was swung towards the toga line.

In that moment, it was like there was some kind of magical pull to it. The closer she got, the more she thought that it wouldn’t be so bad to be in there. Maybe it was because of where she was being thrown to - right in between Vashti and Leon. The thought of being pressed in between two very hot (in completely different ways) toga clad bodies was far too appealing. 

She’d felt the way Vashti stared at her when she changed - and Linqian openly stared at her now as she was swung in her direction. It was like everything went in slow motion. She bit her lip, lips curving into a playful smile as her eyes narrowed enticingly. Leon didn’t avoid her suggestive, lingering gaze either. She looked back at Vashti, lips parting to say something-

When a thick thread wrapped around her waist, and pulled her away from the conga line. She stared at Vashti as she was dragged away, like she was Juliet being dragged away from Romeo right before they finally got down and dirty. She landed just a bit past Sabrina, barely managing to keep her balance and not fall on her ass. The massive drink of wine she’d had was really fucking with her. 

Just like that, the magic was gone. Linqian shuddered. She wasn’t [i]that[/i] desperate, what had she been thinking, wanting to end up in the most embarrassing situation ever (a conga line)? Still, without the conga line but with the togas she still absolutely would. Still looking at Vashti, she held up her hand to her ear in a ‘call me’ motion. A very alcohol based decision… Not that they’d exchanged numbers.

[color=CD5C5C]”Thank you,”[/color] Linqian said to Sabrina. Just the words, which she spoke rarely anyway, didn’t feel enough. She’d almost lost herself to that toga line. But the Vanburen’s were rich, right? She couldn’t just buy her a cheap beer. [color=CD5C5C]”If you, uh, ever need a favour, give me a call.”[/color] 

She hurried to catch up with Britney and Edict. As much as she wanted to get laid, being the perfect combination with alcohol to forget all her troubles without drunkenly sobbing it all out, she wasn’t willing to stick around [i]that[/i]. There were other ways. 

[color=CD5C5C]”Fucking hell, I think someone in that line is using some kinda enticement magic,”[/color] Linqian complained, shooting a glare over at Layla. She wasn’t going to forget her trying to push her into the conga line from hell. [color=CD5C5C]”At least I look hot as fuck in this toga.”[/color]

She gestured to the new outfit that left very little to the imagination. The combination of alcohol and her still increased temperature meant she didn’t feel the cold either. She was glad they were heading towards the ferry, and could finally get off the island to somewhere without the risk of running into people she hated. Then she could get properly fucking drunk, and-

[color=ffe63b]”[i]Jiiiiieeeee.[/i]”[/color]

She must be hearing things. There was a voice in the wind that sounded an awful lot like her brother. 

[color=ffe63b]”Jieeee!”[/color]

Oh no. No, no, no. Linqian’s eyes widened and her expression turned incredibly ugly. Not when she was with Edict. He was the last person she wanted to meet Henri. Honestly, Britney too, on the off chance she went back to her old ways and forced an apparition on him. 

[color=CD5C5C]”Oh shit, let’s hurry, we might miss the ferry.”[/color] Linqian raised her hands to start pushing both Britney and Edict towards the ferry - though with both of them being taller than her, and her not being particularly strong, they could easily just not let her. She didn’t care if Sabrina or Layla didn’t keep up - one didn’t know her at all, and the other was too young and Edict drugged up to be a threat. 

If any of them looked towards the source of the yelling, they’d see a tall, moustacheless Mario barreling towards them. Dark curly haired spilled out across his forehead from his red cap. As he got closer, he would look familiar - similar in appearance to Jinhai when he’d been an older teenager, with a softer jawline like Linqian’s. 

[color=ffe63b]”Jie, why are you moving away? Why did you change? Jie, waiiiitttt!”[/color]

[color=CD5C5C]”Who the fuck is this crazy guy, must be drunk off his ass, let’s go,”[/color] Linqian hissed, still trying to push Britney and Edict.