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[b]Los Paraisos: Parade[/b]
[i]"Moira. Moira what on Ddaear am I wearing. Moira, please help get out of this, I'm about to fall over."[/i]

"Haha!" Moira cackled, a somewhat scary smirk on her face. "I dunno, it matches your dress really well." Still, she reached out past the people pushing by to help Amy remove the giant head thing. It did make her look rediculously top-heavy, to be fair. Just as she began to pull, however, the culprit returned with another of the giant mask things. This one was black, white and red, and was really quite striking. Wait, was this one for her?

She forgot about Amy. A terrible friend indeed. "OH FUCK YES I'M HAVING IN ON THIS," she practically bellowed, snatching the mask and shoving it onto her own head. Unlike Amy, she had no difficulty wearing it. It wobbled around a bit but that was all. Oh yeeeeeah she looked fantastic she was sure. Dragons are awesome. First thing on the agenda? Scare the shit out of Syed.

"BLEUAAAAAAAARGH!" she bellowed loudly, leaping towards him. Syed (who was at the time dancing and clapping away quite happily) span his head around, wide eyed with terror.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" he screamed, his body instantly electrifying all over for a second as an instintive act of self defense. He froze, staring at her like she had just kicked a kitten or something, before relaxing again. Oh, it was Moira. He couldn't mistake her for anyone, regardless of the giant thing obscuring her head. "You're a dick!"

"You're welcome, darlin'!" Moira replied, blowing him a kiss.

Syed's eyes glanced around for Amy, not able to initially see her in the masses of people without those golden locks so visible. He spotted her quickly enough though, taking notice of the familiar green dress clad hourglass figure. Ah, there she was, wearing one of the rediculous masks too. And she seemed to be struggling a bit with it. She might have been okay if they were stationary, but considering how the parade was constantly moving... "Amy, you need a hand?" he called out over the sound of someone throwing fire magic into the air. Moira blinked a couple of times behind her mask. Oh, oh right yeah. Amy asked for help.

And with that Moira finally helped Amy get that mask [i]off[/i]. She sure took her time. Moira then proceeded to dance too, still holding the mask in her hands like some grizzly decapitated dancing partner. All this thing was missing was booze!

"Oh. You do not like?"

The yellow girl had returned once more, still dancing away. While she moved her body with almost effortless fluidity, her masked head was facing straight towards Amy. It was pretty much impossible to tell what she was thinking with her face obscured.

"It's too big," Syed explained, shaking the confetti gathering out of his hair. "She was having trouble with it. Do you have anything smaller?" he pointed to his own headdress.

"Pah! Fine. Can be hard to get used to," the girl waved her hand dismissively, although she at least seemed to take that as an acceptable answer. "Shame, you make good dragon. I get something better for you."

Within moments she had returned, this time with another smaller headdress and some long floaty fabric strips. Syed held one of the fabric strips in front of him, a confused expression on his face. "What are we supposed to do with these?"