[color=gray] [center][b][color=limegreen][h1]Kazumin Nagasa[/h1][/color][/b] [img]https://i.ibb.co/YX1sZZL/download.png[/img] [/center] [color=limegreen]Time: [/color] Evening [color=limegreen]Location: [/color] Castle Ballroom- Starry night ball [color=limegreen]Interactions:[/color] [@reusablesword] Roman [@authentictomb] Sylvia [color=limegreen]Mentions:[/color] [@potter] Persephone/Olivia, Elena [@princess] Marina, King Edin Charlotte, Calbert, Hafiz, Emil, Anastasia [@oso] Cassius [@Lava Alckon] Farim, Drake [center][hider=Mr. Kazoo, the skip meister][img] https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/960358978708209714/1497777712474095716/image.png?ex=69f164b2&is=69f01332&hm=7a039860d619f369ccaba0f3342e8e5cb651ccec5d1643d4d2010d248379b2a4&=&format=webp&quality=lossless&width=666&height=1332 [/img] (image credited by princess/na) [/hider][/center] [hr] The interruption to find his friends had proven to be more needed than Kazu initially thought. Finding his feet burning from all the dancing and hopping he had just done, some of it he struggled to recall doing, as his body simply moved to a beat with his heart the instrument. And for a moment, he had been able to make himself forget the horrible events of this morning, where fun had taken him. Only to be met with the thunderous laughter of King Edin, which left him wholly conflicted and added to the whirlpool of confusion and terrifying trauma that had been threatening to drown him this past year. He wanted to enjoy and take satisfaction in the fact that he could make the king of all people laugh so boisterously; the laughter appeared genuine, as if entertained, but there was an unsettling edge hinting at a more insidiousness behind the sound meant to demonstrate and express joy. From him, it felt wrong and made him feel partially dirty having to dance for such a cruel and disgustingly unpleasant man. But he kept to heart that it was not for his sake, but for those suffering this suffocating dark cloud that the king and other nefarious individuals had blanketed the kingdom with. A dour heaviness hung like a poisonous smog that had lessened within these halls. An effect he hoped his dancing had brought; a joyful respite, if even only for tonight; a fun night he intended to have shared with his friends, whether they be newly made like the lovely lady before him or Sir Roman, whom he feared had possibly ruined after a fumbled attempt at a joke to lighten the mood. [color=#f09a99]"We were simply discussing our favorite sweets presented at his ball." [/color] A Delighted raise of the brow upon mention of sweets.” [color=limegreen]Sweets, you say?![/color]” The cowlicked blonde momentarily turned his attention to the table previously obscured by Roman. A single whiff of cream and fruit had him nearly drooling with anticipation, his belly rumbling in agreement. He returned his attention to the woman before him and was flashed with a sugary bright smile waiting for him. Seeing her in an uplifting mood and enjoying the flower brightened his once hesitant smile with a quick inspection revealing some cream stuck to her cheek.”[color=limegreen] It appears I’ve interjected upon snacking time, a most unfortunate, but also fortunate timing to be able to share such sweets with you, two delightful treats. And from the looks of how much you two have eaten, perhaps with fellow connoisseur of sweets?[/color]” [color=#f09a99] "Hmpf, I suppose I can forgive such a imposition on our very important discussion." [/color] A touched hand on his chest at the lady’s forgiving kindness, the smiling blonde prepared to bow, but paused at the way she gave an exaggerated motion, her tone sarcastic and playful as she carried on with introductions.[color=#f09a99] "I am Princess Sylvia Camilia, happy to meet you Mr. Kazoo the mighty skip meister." [/color] Kazu attempted to finish the bow.” [color=limegreen]My thanks, La- wait..did you say, princess?[/color]” His partially bent body remained awkwardly in place while his head shot up with wide-eyed surprise and quickly scrambled to give a more appropriate bow.” [color=limegreen]A most gracious pleasure to make your acquaintance, Princess [color=#f09a99]Sylvia[/color].[/color]” He started to reach out as if to give her hand a gentlemanly kiss, but was uncertain whether it was okay for one of his stature to touch the princess. His lessons with Lady Agatha mainly consisted of noblewomen, as she found the thought of him interacting with any royals a mocking laugh. And here he was about to befriend his second princess, potentially.* [b][color=limegreen]Hah! Suck it, ya old saggy spinster![/color][/b]* He thought with a light, smug little bouncy titter of the head. He could not help being reminded of Princess Ani with the playful manner she greeted him, and figured her the fun type not to mind and gently gave her hand a soft, respectful peck.”[color=limegreen] The skip Meister Kazoo gives his thanks for the princess's mercy for his rudeness.[/color]” He finished with some small hopping skips, easing the stiffness in his legs as well as doing so. “ [color=limegreen]And he hopes it wouldn’t be any trouble to join and share in these scrumptious desserts together? The more to share with the merrier, I say. A good night to splurge free with glee beneath these wondrous stars, aye?[/color]” The blonde chuckled, feeling his hungry gut growing increasingly anxious at the promise of desserts.”[color=limegreen] How does that sound to you, Sir [color=#f26522]Roman-[/color][/color]” [color=#f26522]"Forgive me, I did not realize we were in the presence of the great Skip Meister himself." [/color] He turned, expecting to see the towering figure either annoyed or agitated, but instead found the giant offering an exaggerated bow and a kindly sweet greeting that left him feeling touched, he started to return the bow, but had noticed the displeased stares of some nobles aimed their way; some snickering mockingly. He then waved to them all friendly-like with an unperturbed raised brow and cheeky grin. [color=#f26522]"It's good to see you again, friend. I hope you are doing well." [/color] Turing back to[color=#f26522] Roman [/color]with a lifting tap of the hat, adjusting it back on his head.”[color=limegreen] Please, such praise is too much, and if any should be asking forgiveness…[/color]” Again, he paused, taken off guard by the man seeing him as a friend, then to wear the flower proudly and unashamed had him clutch at his heart, immensely touched and foolish at his unwarranted fears. The man detested him after the way things ended at the tavern. With a sniffling rub of his nose, Kazu jumped forward, placing his gloved hands on [color=#f26522]Roman’s[/color] shoulders with excited patting.” [color=limegreen]It’s a joy to see you as well, my friend, though it's only fair that I must apologize for how poorly our last encounter went. Let’s start anew with sweets, aye?[/color]” He then leaned in close with the left hand sliding down to cover his mouth from Sylvia and prying eyes.” [color=limegreen]And by the way, I’ve little clue of what exactly went on that night, but you were magnificently brave, my good sir. As were all those who fought that darkness.[/color]” A coy wink in hopes he understood, as he could only do but to be vague, and while scary, whatever Roman had done exactly, it was undeniably cool. He gave the man’s right shoulder an assuring pat with a hint of sadness. Regret touched his eyes briefly for mistaking the gentle blacksmith for a bad person. Thoughts of his horrid attitude toward Violet, while amidst such terrible tension, blinded him; unable to explain the reason or cause, but such a friendly exchange and the tavern proved him a good man. Kazu wondered then if it had been someone forcing him to act so reprehensibly, and hoped to discern the truth of it. But such unpleasant talks were better shared over a drink. Just as he thought suggest they meet up for drinks, had he realized [color=#d0b4ec] Charlotte’s [/color]name had been called and whirled on the spot in hopes of seeing the last of her descent, only to find her already passed.” [color=limegreen]Ah, what?![/color]” Clapping his hands to his forehead in disappointed disbelief.”[color=limegreen] Nooo, damn it! Darn you, distracting me, ya big bear.[/color]” He muttered half-annoyed and half jokingly with puffed cheeks, then let his arms sag with a defeated sigh. The dissatisfied blonde tried searching the crowds but had little luck without a starting point. The closest he had was a trail of people with astonished expressions, possibly hinting at her passing, though to leave them in such shocked states left him curious and somewhat concerned about what kind of fit could cause such a reaction. Knowing her, she might have gone to Cassius or Olivia; if they were already together, then it only made him mutter in unfair jealousy. Starting to feel a bit deflated when hearing his name mentioned and turned back to them, his arms waving with a sad wag until Roman mentioned him to be trustworthy, bringing him to tilt his head with a hidden bashful blush. [color=#f26522]"If my memory serves me right, I do believe Kazumin here is a mighty slayer of all things pudding-related." [/color] Lifting his head, bright-eyed and smiling widely with both hands grabbing the brim of his hat, he lifted it joyfully above his head.” [color=limegreen]Aye! You have a stout memory, indeed, Sir Roman. No pudding is safe before this skip meister’s hungry wrath! Pray hide the chocolatey goodness, but little good it will do for this nose is as wily as a hound for em.[/color]” The blonde exclaimed in giggling jest. And with an excited settling pat of his hat, like an upbeat cat, he bounced over to join the chat. Sliding to a stop between the two, taking a moment to roam his eyes over the many plates of sweets, wringing his hand with drooling eyes. A low rumbling hum of his belly, encouraging him to dig in as his hands snatched like primed snakes holding pastries in each hand. Moving to scarf them down, but caught himself short with his mouth hanging inches from the creamy treat in his left hand as his eyes shifted back and forth between Roman and Sylvia, nearly forgetting their presence in his excitable haste. Lowering the pastry with an awkward chuckle.” [color=limegreen]Oops, nearly forgot my manners there.[/color]” Setting the one in his right hand down, then grabbed a napkin and gave it a wide flicking fluff before delicately tucking it under his collar.”[color=limegreen] There we are! Here’s to a joyous night of fun.[/color]” Then leaned over to whisper to [color=#f09a99]Sylvia[/color].” [color=limegreen]And to reckless pigging out..the only proper way to eat with friends.[/color]” A playful wink before pulling back, where he scooped the set pastry and shoved one after the other into his mouth with audible pleased hums and groans from the high-quality sweet flavor.” [color=limegreen]ogmahgosh! Tis is soh delichious![/color]” His body trembled and wiggled side to side in pure childlike bliss. Again and again, his hands shot out over the table, swiping cookies, strudels, cupcakes, and whatever other scrumptious choices were offered. His hands moved with skillful precision and delicate touch, ensuring nothing was squished, ripped, or broken apart before vanishing into his eager mouth with giddy gulps. Before long, his cheeks were puffed and covered in crumbs and cream. He paused only after overdoing it a tad and had to pat his chest as the thought of wiping his cheeks, instead, an amusing joke came to mind.” [color=limegreen]Hey, may I offer you two some cream puffs?[/color]” Pointing at his cream-covered cheeks, he then puffed up his cheeks with barely contained snickers. Only managing to hold it a few seconds longer before letting out a sputtering laugh while lifting the napkin to clean off his cheeks. “[color=limegreen] Mhm, whoever the chef was that made this gorgeous spread deserves a kiss.[/color]” Miming a chef’s kiss of his fingers with a hum, then moved for another but halted, recalling the thought.” [color=limegreen]Ah right, it slipped my mind. I’ve had a thought, Sir [color=#f26522]Roman[/color], to ask if you would like to join me for a drink sometime in the next few days. I’d greatly enjoy spending the night chatting about blacksmithing and whatnot..er, that is if the idea is fine with ya?[/color]” Giving an awkward nod and friendly pat to his big arm.” [color=limegreen]The offer’s open up to you too, Princess [color=#f09a99]Sylvia[/color]..though if drinking the night away isn’t to your fancy, you could hit up the bakery and eat them out of stock.[/color]” Kazu laughed boisterously, feeling a bit of sugar high, and though his tone was silly, his every word was genuine. With a satisfied nod, Kazu grabbed a small cupcake, but decided against eating it at the moment, letting his gaze wander about to get a lay of the hall. In doing so, he would take notice of several familiar faces like Drake, whom he hoped to thank for the letter; it brought comfort to know the folks involved with the tavern were well and safe. Prince Farim, who had a small group gathered and was just barely catching one departing, the familiar Alidasht that had blown up at Lorenzo. The man gave off an unpleasant vibe, and from the stifling, discomforting air hanging around them, he guessed something must have happened to him. Letting his gaze carry him on to take notice of a red-haired man, well-groomed and in a gentlemanly dress. They held a wide smile that at first glance seemed harmless. Yet, something about the way he smiled unnerved him, making his skin crawl, and he hated that something lovely as a smile could instill such a chilling feeling. He could not help but feel for the two women stuck interacting with the guy, as the one in the back appeared uncomfortable, while the dark-haired woman, who did not seem to balk at the man’s foreboding grin. A part of him wondered if he might spot the lady who helped him this morning, but with such a brief meeting, he doubted his chance of recognizing her, and he had little wish to recall the evening so soon. Brushing the dark image aside as he made the mental note to thank her if they ran into each other. Then there was Princess Ani, but she had little luck finding her, which elicited an agitated huff in failing to find his friends. Still, he was determined to meet with them soon as he was able..and done stuffing his face. He needed the energy after all. A disappointed shake of the head, having him catch sight of Calbert, only to find himself doing a double-take.* [b][color=limegreen]Whoa, hang on? Does he..look bigger?[/color][/b]He stared with narrowing eyes in befuddled disbelief; the surrounding crowd made it difficult to get a good look. After struggling to check, Kazu decided to put it aside and wait till he was closer, though the thought of a ripped Calby was a harrowing and terrifying prospect. With an unsettling shudder, the cowlicked blonde returned his attention to the cupcake held aloft a short distance from his face. Atop it sat a vibrant, plump strawberry, and he found himself gazing with a wistful longing at the sweet fruit. He gulped as if ready to eat, but seeing the strawberry brought images of lush strawberry hair, and he felt as if deep emerald eyes peered back at him. With a nervous gulp and pinkish tint to his cheeks, unable to help but envision a kiss as sweet as strawberries. The rising heat of his cheeks was soon noticed, and with it, his eyes went wide in embarrassed realization of the fact that he was staring at a cupcake and confused at the strange bubbly sensation he had just felt. With a hasty, awkward waving of his off-hand as if to brush away the spectral visage with the pretense he was taking a whiff of the dessert table aroma.” [color=limegreen]A-Aye, such beautiful work these cupcakes are…so good ya just got to take a moment to admire. Hahahahaha….[/color]” Kazu let out a nervous, forced raucous laugh before clumsily stuffing the cupcake whole in his mouth, both reveling and cursing in its enchanting sweetness. [/color]