[indent][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/xTNKsa5.png[/img] [hider=Mood Music][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3vlAdMeZSfw[/youtube][/hider][/center][right][h1][color=f49ac2]Edict[/color][/h1][/right][right][sub][hr][color=f49ac2]Mentions: [color=#FFCF0D]T[/color][color=#E5B435]o[/color][color=#CC995D]g[/color][color=#B27E86]a[/color][color=#9963AE]p[/color][color=#7F48D6]o[/color][color=#662EFF]c[/color][color=#7F2FD7]a[/color][color=#9930B0]l[/color][color=#B23189]y[/color][color=#CC3262]p[/color][color=#E5333B]s[/color][color=#FF3414]e[/color] |[/color] [color=f49ac2]Direct Dialogue: [color=CD5C5C]Linqian[/color] and [color=ffe63b]Henri[/color] [color=CD5C5C]Han/[@FernStone],[/color] [color=f4eb93]Britney Williams/[@Punished GN],[/color] [color=7ABBFF]Layla Hyacinthus/[@Estylwen][/color] |[/color] [color=f49ac2]Location:[/color] Festival Grounds, Cracker Island Historic District [/sub][/right][hr] [/indent] Edict was absolutely ready to turn and run with Brit, but he felt Sabrina's hesitation. It was obvious she didn't want to go without their tagalongs, and frankly Edict didn't want to leave Linqian in the rut despite the rapidity of her conversion and the hilarity of the situation as a whole. And God forbid, some White Luxer comes around, they'd be tipped off about his intrusion into Layla's mind immediately. It wasn't worth it, he needed [i]far more time[/i] with Layla than just those few minutes. True saturation could take days, weeks even... [color=f49ac2]"Brit, wait! One sec!"[/color] So when the seamstress took her shot and yarded both of the ladies back from the brink of the [color=#FFCF0D]T[/color][color=#E5B435]o[/color][color=#CC995D]g[/color][color=#B27E86]a[/color][color=#9963AE]p[/color][color=#7F48D6]o[/color][color=#662EFF]c[/color][color=#7F2FD7]a[/color][color=#9930B0]l[/color][color=#B23189]y[/color][color=#CC3262]p[/color][color=#E5333B]s[/color][color=#FF3414]e[/color], he was more ready to back her up than he was ready to chase after Britney. Of course that wasn't entirely true, but he had plans and people watching who needed to see results. It was an important deal for his personal independence, and a cause he believed was worthy of his dedication. Caught once again between his love for his job, and his love for another... [color=f49ac2][i]The woes and plights of the Pink Lux Adept, to be forever trapped between love! Great, massive stones beset me upon all sides, and I am a prisoner of passion... I am the sad clown begging to be loved back...[/i][/color] [color=#9c3b66][i]Sometimes we go about in pity for ourselves in spite of a great wind carrying us across the sky, don't we My Pale Son?[/i][/color] Edict spun at the voice of his Mother, who he knew wasn't there. There was a moustacheless Mario slowly making his way toward them, a fairly surprised look on his face as Linqian was trying to shove him onward. Instantly, the Warm Little Center of the Lotus unfurled. It was reactionary, he was moving with intent! But then Edict heard the voice... And as it did, he felt the weak wash of pink break across a robust emotional field with very few cracks. And in that instant, Edict's eyes locked with Henri Han's eyes... And he grinned like a Crocodile watching the gazelle moving toward the muddy watering hole. Henri froze like a deer caught in the headlights, just [i]staring[/i] at Edict. His very open gaze shifted from confusion to realization, flickering to Linqian then back to Edict again. His whole face screamed 'what the fuck?' as he started to move towards them again. Edict couldn't hide the shock on his face as he turned fully, blocking his side to Linqian so she didn't see him grip onto his glasses and cast another spell as quickly as he could. [color=f49ac2][b][i]Pink Lotus’ Precious Recollection: Living in Color.[/i][/b][/color] The image shattered across Henri's emotional field as intended, leaving his vision mostly open save for a comically out of place set of giant cartoon lips, which zipped closed. Following it, the phrase [b]Don't Panic![/b] rolled across the bottom of his vision. It would be an interesting test, he figured... To see if the boy was smooth enough to keep his cool and play along... From everything Edict had gotten from Linqian's mind, however, it was unlikely. He figured he had to take the reigns regardless. Henri panicked. Don't panic?! How?! His eyes were wide, his mouth still hung wide open, and he was walking much faster towards them. Then he looked at Linqian and visibly paused. He forcefully closed his mouth and narrowed his eyes in a very awkward, trying not to look panicked look. He grinned very awkwardly. Perfectly not panicking. [color=f49ac2][i]Oh he's absolutely not ready.[/i][/color] As he shoved his hand into his pocket, he let twin bursts of Living in Color rush across Linqian's and Henri's Emotional Fields. For her, it spat out the words [color=f49ac2][i]"Play it Cool!"[/i][/color] in bright letters across her vision. Along with that was something like a neon sign pointing down at Henri. Six large beer glasses all poured themselves out. For Henri, it had to be spoken into his mind: Edict mustered every bit of finesse he could, weaving together some of the latest contemporary hits in his mind in order to blast Henri with an auditory hallucination. [color=f49ac2][i]Magic MAaaAN - She dooooooesn't knoooooowwwwww!!!!~ Your secret is... Safe with meeeeeee...- Now if y'all care to sing-a-long-"[/i][/color] It was an incredible mishmash of song snippets, and as he felt it transfer, Edict found himself rather proud of it. His only hope was that the kid had some vague sense of self preservation and would, in fact, "sing along", as it were. [color=f49ac2]"Gosh, well you were right about them being drunk Linqian; but you think I don't know who this is?"[/color] He grinned at Henri. [color=f49ac2]"Go easy on him, huh? You remember being his age."[/color] Then Edict tipped his hat at the young man and spun around again full circle to catch up with Britney. He knew Linqian didn't want him around her brother, but that little exchange the two of them had in that moment couldn't be taken from him. He'd find another, far more private opportunity. For now, they had a ferry to catch and a seriously devolving situation to escape in equal parts. [hr] [indent][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/uILb8Vg.jpeg[/img] [hider=Mood Music][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W5awBPzI0IY[/youtube][/hider][/center][right][h1][color=#F5DE69]T[/color][color=#F4DB67]h[/color][color=#F3D965]e[/color] [color=#F1D561]T[/color][color=#F0D35F]e[/color][color=#EFD15D]m[/color][color=#EECF5C]p[/color][color=#EDCD5A]l[/color][color=#ECCB58]e[/color] [color=#EAC754]o[/color][color=#E9C452]f[/color] [color=#E7C04F]C[/color][color=#E6BE4D]h[/color][color=#E5BC4B]a[/color][color=#E4BA49]r[/color][color=#E3B847]m[/color][color=#E2B645]i[/color][color=#E1B443]n[/color][color=#E0B242]g[/color] [color=#DEAE3E]a[/color][color=#DDAB3C]n[/color][color=#DCA93A]d[/color] [color=#DAA537]G[/color][color=#D9A335]r[/color][color=#D8A133]a[/color][color=#D79F31]c[/color][color=#D69D2F]e[/color][color=#D59B2D]f[/color][color=#D4992B]u[/color][color=#D3972A]l[/color] [color=#D19226]I[/color][color=#D09024]n[/color][color=#CF8E22]d[/color][color=#CE8C20]i[/color][color=#CD8A1E]v[/color][color=#CC881D]i[/color][color=#CB861B]d[/color][color=#CA8419]u[/color][color=#C98217]a[/color][color=#C88015]l[/color][color=#C77E13]s[/color][/h1][/right][right][sub][hr][color=C67C12]Members: [color=f0cd8d]Elise[/color] and [color=ed145b]Mia[/color] Richoux, [color=54678a]Andrade Salamente[/color], [color=de3b1b]Furio Natale[/color][/color] [color=C67C12]| Direct Dialogue: [color=bcbcbc]Tsukino Luna/[@Estylwen][/color][/color] [color=C67C12]| Location:[/color] Festival Grounds, Cracker Island Historic District [/sub][/right][hr] [/indent] The night was winding down for certain "Dining" tents; the ones who were serving full blown meals just couldn't keep up in terms of raw product. By the time Luna had arrived at the booth for [i]The Daybreak[/i], the restaurant Andrade decided would get the spotlight for advertising, the menu had just about entirely been eighty-six'd. Kebabs and salads were rushing out to the final diners, and some of the crew behind the counter seemed to be switched off. It was a funny thing; for a place that suggested the essence of the morning, they were all in awfully dark attire. It was like someone told them their uniform was meant to be witches. Not like... [i]Not real witches[/i] of course, those silly cartoon ones that would stand over a bubbling green cauldron. It only took knowing the group a little while to understand that nobody had to speak about it... It's just how the Richouxs dressed. Standing primarily as first contact, the youngest sibling Mia shot the masked figure a smile. [color=ed145b]"Oh, geeze... Elise!? Get the man flesh!"[/color] she called over her shoulder as Luna asked for their [i]best dish[/i]. Her finger came up, pointing for her older sister to look. The response was somewhat cold, confused even as Elise's brow furrowed and she tossed her hand up dismissively. Mia laughed to herself, shaking her head and turning back to Luna. [color=ed145b]"Sorry, Touka-chan, she just wouldn't get it. We don't have much left unfortunately, we've got an improvised Kebab and Salad combo that we're doing at five bucks with a free drink. Sound okay?"[/color] Andrade and Furio heard Mia taking another order, and both threw back their heads in rapt frustration, wishing the day would just be over. The two were kings of commiseration, one finding himself in utter despair while the other was boiling with rage. [color=de3b1b]"Woah, Mia, you're giving away money Babe! How's about you tone it back on the fuckin'-"[/color] [color=54678a]"Oh, Foori, they should be so lucky, eh! Better than throwing it at our fuckin' heads..."[/color] [color=de3b1b]"Don't start that bullshit with me, Dre, you know how the Big Lady's gonna feel if we didn't bleed it out!"[/color] [color=54678a]"As if it doesn't all come from the same pockets, just shut up and turn the kebabs!"[/color] Mia widened her eyes at the bunny mask. [color=ed145b]"Long day for some of us I guess!"[/color] she smiled, waving them off. Mia wasn't exactly careful when it came to security and similar things, but frankly she didn't have to be. While Elise Richoux would never be one of her Mother's Maidens, operational security was just as much her responsibility as the wolf-man who was now running around with his coven pals in a naked toga. [color=f0cd8d][i]Where's Mom when it's funniest? Probably watching him make a fool out of himself from somewhere.[/i][/color] While Mia had gone for the usual hippie-goth, Elise had gone for the Lolita style costume so it wouldn't look entirely out of place that she was carrying around a stuffed bear, and she channeled her White Lux into a common spell that pulsed for magical aura nearby. Getting too many readings was overwhelming, however, and the entire area was saturated in magic. It was no good trying to suss out anyone in particular. But like a bell being run, it did make magic things almost vibrate in her vision... And for a moment, she thought she saw the masked figure at the counter ripple. Elise tensed slightly. She could be wrong; and all of her upbringing told her that she [i]was[/i] wrong... But instinct screamed at her from a hot, bright place. While she didn't turn her head, the head of the teddy bear turned between her fingers in a purposeful manner, button eyes now staring at Luna like she was a foreign pathogen in a white blood cell's domain. White Lux energy saturated the bear, causing gentle smoky wisps to curl from it like steam from the grass on a summer morning. [hr] [indent][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/i1TTgTI.png[/img] [hider=Mood Music][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6VG6gIvcjU8[/youtube][/hider][/center][right][h1][color=C67C12]Leon[/color][/h1][/right][right][sub][hr][color=C67C12]Mentions: [color=ffffff]Nobody Relevant[/color] |[/color] [color=C67C12]Direct Dialogue: [color=#FF0000]T[/color][color=#FF4C00]h[/color][color=#FF9900]e[/color] [color=#CBFF00]W[/color][color=#7FFF00]h[/color][color=#32FF00]o[/color][color=#00FF19]l[/color][color=#00FF66]e[/color] [color=#00FEFF]T[/color][color=#00B2FF]o[/color][color=#0065FF]g[/color][color=#0019FF]a[/color][color=#3200FF]-[/color][color=#7F00FF]C[/color][color=#CC00FF]o[/color][color=#FF00E5]n[/color][color=#FF0098]g[/color][color=#FF004C]a[/color], [color=darkcyan]Specifically Vashti Nour/[@Atrophy][/color] |[/color] [color=C67C12]Location:[/color] Festival Grounds, Cracker Island Historic District [/sub][/right][hr] [/indent]The Stygian Snake could come back right now and not have a chance in Hell of breaking this line. Leon wished he still had his White Lux so he could bathe in the absolute madness of Lux Auras. He remembered the old parties, the flashing colors all around him as orange and white stripes danced across his flesh like a tiger. By now, the old taste of the Chalice's metal rim had mixed into the hellish brew of mixed alcohols that the thing constantly refilled like a cocktail from another dimension. He was five heaping gulps deep, Lelou's seals comfortably loosened at a full body cowl of two percent. Having her own sensory abilities made things more intense, and while he couldn't see the colors anymore; he was sure he could smell and hear them. The music of people's emotional fields ringing as they accidentally bounced against one another played like echoing chimes, each color having a different frequency with which it hummed among the cacophonous shouting and chanting all around him. The scents were more difficult, but red lux smelled like meat to him, and green was the scent of the forest. There were associations that told him the environment was saturating all around them, magics mixing into themselves to convaless into the winds. Things were only going to get weirder from here, and the moaning carnal voice in his head wasn't doing him any favors when it came to keeping a lid on it. [color=a36209][i]"I crave it! Their blood, their flesh, the softness, the tactile sensation of ramming myself into them until they're [b]paste on the floor for me to lap up like the wine of life![/b] Give in, my Carnal Beast! Give in and unleash me upon them, that we may copulate upon a bed of their bones!"[/i][/color] Leon's face scrunched into an uncomfortable frown as he was accosted from within. He had to do something, anything to ignore it. Without a second thought, his hands fell forward and down, wrapping as much as they could around Vashti's waist. [color=C67C12]"Alley-oop!"[/color] In a smooth motion, like a mother plucking a child from their crib, Vashti was being hoisted over six feet into the air, the cloth of the toga falling just into place so she wasn't bare ass riding on his shoulder. The size, the width of that shoulder, made it feel like it was some kind of seat meant to be taken by a jockey or some kind of rider. His arm wrapped around her legs by the shins, keeping Vashti stable so she couldn't lean too far backward or forward and fall off her perch. [color=a36209][i]"[b]Yes! Yes! Drive her into the ground and devour the legs like a snack![/b]"[/i][/color] Leon simply looked up at her and pumped his free hand as a fist into the air. [h1][color=C67C12][b][i]“DOUBLE DECKER TOGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”[/i][/b][/color][/h1]