[b]Tree Posse *interactions with Lilith and Arcana* [/b]

Simon waved at everyone, scanning the throng of new comers with amusement.
"Seems the tree's legend has drawn quite a few people over to it. Hey Jack, Dagr, and last but not least Ajala."
Ajala was nice, though her no-nonsense attitude, militaristic zeal over the plants, and habit of only interacting with people if there was a necessity to it kept Simon from understanding too much about her. Though he did know she was somewhat popular with the other hybrids on the team, she was rather pretty. Jack was...well, a giant puppy. He was all over the place, practically rolling around on people with the affection he showed. Simon got along with him, though he was always worried the excitable boy would leap onto his back and try to rodeo him some day in a fit of inspiration. Dagr was about as emotional as an ice cube with the word "Eh" etched into it. The centaur, again, got along fine with him, but he just couldn't carry on a conversation with the Jotun. Simon knew nothing about ice, art, or wrestling, and these were the only things that seemed to get something more then a shrug or vacant stare from the giant. His eye caught the flick of movement behind the wrestler, someone shy and...glowing? He made a mental note of it before turning his attention upwards as a soft thunk came from the trunk. The centaur's eyes watched what appeared to be a fairy slam into the trunk and tumble into the grass. Then flit back up and stare silently at both the crowd and the tree. The centaur grinned, realizing the fairy hadn't noticed him laying by the roots. He was directly below her. With a deep breath, he gave a puff of air up at her, causing her body to catch the breath and shoot her rapidly upwards by about a foot. The centaur gave a grin, waving a finger at the fairy.
"Normally I'm the one who runs into things. Nice to see it's not just me. Hey there, I'm Simon. Don't believe we've met yet."

Isaac, for his efforts, had noticed Arcana. And Lilith. And Ajala. Really the incubus had noticed all the girls the second they had entered visual range. First thing's first, Ajala was a waste of time, she wasn't particularly loose or at the bare minimum not interested in hooking up with Isaac. His efforts would be wasted on her. Still, a wink was in order. The incubus opened his wings, flitting over Dagr's shoulder and landing directly in front of Arcana with a smoldering smile. A newcomer, potentially someone Isaac could seduce. In other words, a target for the lust demon.
"Shy and gorgeous? A terrible combination, hiding such beauty behind the stoic wall of our icy countenanced Jotun! And who, my lovely radiant countess of the feathered folk, would you be?"
Simon's voice popped up from the tree.
"Isaac. Seriously. Can you just say 'Hi' like a normal creature?"
"Hush hush Cloudbrain, Daddy's working."
Simon sighed, turning his attention back to Lilith.