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[b]Los Paraisos: Parade[/b]
[i]"Gotta pass onto someone else, demon-dragon-chick! Else we gotta batter you senseless! Keep the game going, yo!"[/i]

[i]"Yeah demon-bro! Ye evil spirit gonna run or what, bro?"[/i]

Syed yelped and put his hand to his chest in an attempt to keep it away from these crazy people. He had absolutely no idea what was going on. Some kind of traditional thing? Why them?! Was it because they complained about Amy's mask?

He craned his neck above the crowds to try and catch the girl's eye. It was a mistake, right? She wouldn't set them up like that, right? The girl did indeed seem to catch his gaze, but she just span on the spot then gave him a wave. She did! She bloody well did! What a-AAAAAAAH! He was struck once more, having to raise his arms above his head in an attempt to defend himself. They couldn't hang about anymore, they'd get battered to death!

So it was pass it on or run? Well, thanks to Moira the latter wasn't exactly likely, and many of the people had backed away from them making the former difficult too. Perhaps he could pass it to her?

"You can't give them to the dragons, bro!" the paddle guy interjected as Syed stepped towards her. Wait, so they gave away the opportunity to be able to sit back during this ritual or whatever?! Amy would probably be [i]pissed[/i].

"Huh?!" Moira span around, her mask lifted up slightly to allow her to pick her nose. Her eyes were obscured, but the rest of her face looked pretty blank. Well, she sure wasn't paying any attention. She lowered the mask again, allowing to see through the eye holes again. And what a bizarre scene it was! Perhaps... perhaps it was for the best that her face was obscured. What on Ddaear were they doing? "Bloody hell, I ain't been to this type of party for a while..."

"Amy," Syed span around, his gaze a lot more intense than usual. A smile started to spread across his face - it looked like he was enjoying this more than he was trying to let on. He held his hand out to her. "We've gotta run!"

Amy stared at his hand as if he had five or so too many fingers. Well. It was worth a shot, he supposed. She curled up the corner of her lip to say something, but he cut her off. They didn't have time for her man-hating bullshit. "We shouldn't get seperated, we've lost the others already," he explained. "Moira!"

"What?!"

"We gotta run, come on!"

"What!"

"Urgh, ju-[i]OW![/i]"

The smack once more on the back of his head was enough to spur him into diving into the colourful crowds, Moira following suit. As much as he was being a pain in the arse, she did quite enjoy how everyone scattered in terror at the short, stocky woman with the giant dragon head.

The people with the paddles cheered and wooped, before giving chase.