"[b]Jaakuna? Jaakuna, can you hear me?[/b]" Emiri asked him, brushing his hair off his face. Nadeline watched Wesley and Grant talk, though she wanted to go with them, she stayed. Wesley wanted Grant to go with him. Fuck. After it clicking in his head that he needed to move, Grant followed Wesley down the stairs. As they would reach the main floor, they would be greeted by a rather odd view. Several monsters had somehow gotten into the club, mauling people left and right. Said people were clearly panicking and rushing to get out by any means. The prince's first instinct had been to reach for his gun, only to remember that he hadn't brought it with him. "[b]What are those things? And what now?[/b]" He asked Wesley.

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Wow. Did he just confess to her? Shion was left speechless for a moment. What could she even say? Of course, she was entirely enticed by him, but realistically, this wasn't a good idea. "[b]That's very presumptuous, all things considered.[/b]" Shion had to admit. "[b]As I've stated before, you and I are opposites. Are you really sure you'd like to get tangled in the mess that is my life?[/b]"

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"[b]Well, no more music.[/b]" Meli told Michel with this slightest shrug. This was much better than having to listen and watch people be stupid. She did let out a slight chuckle at the defenseless people, and as she looked around, she spotted two familiar faces. They were that of the Dalmascan Prince and the Rozarrian Prince, each having come down the stairs to see what all the commotion was about. "[b]They're upstairs, it seems.[/b]" She stated.