[i]A whirlwind of things happened what seemed like really quickly to Ophelia. Maise and her friends arrived, and Morthos seemed to be doing perfectly fine with the women. He was dancing with Uma, a fae girl. She was cute. Ophelia watched Morthos and her for a few moments, and then noticed Jax talking to what seemed like herself. She then came running over, saying she was having a blast, and ran off to the bathroom and threw up. Ophelia's eyes widened and she followed after Jax and held her hair for her. [color=6ecff6]"Maybe we should go home?"[/color] Ophelia said, her voice shifting from sultry to motherly. Her high was slowly wearing off and just the buzz from the blood was beginning to linger. 

In a way she felt guilty for drinking a randoms blood and not Roxas's, but she couldn't really drink anything else. While Jax was between throwing up, she grabbed her some water quickly and held it out in case she wanted it, taking paper towel and wiping her face a little. She reached up into her hair and took out her hair, taking the pony tail out and tying Jaxs' hair back out of her face. [color=6ecff6]"You shouldn't have had so much..."[/color] Ophelia said again. She was worried about Jax now. She went out of the bathroom for a moment and found Morthos.[color=6ecff6] "I think Jax needs to go home. I'm going to take her if she'll let me..." [/color][/i]