Glancing around the granduous hall, Jay-Jay felt a sudden thankfulness that she [i]wasn’t[/i] the center of attention. Perhaps it was the various forms of drama that she saw: people shouting and people feasting and people fracking and...wait...She knew the two people so tenderly embraced in a lover’s hold. “Oooh, ooh. Vampire lady is getting it on with the boss man! I totally called that!” The Fire-child gave a short, sharp round of applause at the union, as a fan would. Vampire lady had been one that Jay-Jay had a lot of time for. She seemed genuine, if not a little scary. 

Short people were always scarier…

The next big thing that caught her attention was the growing outrage and overall feeling of discomfort coming from Daisy and Nestor’s little corner of the room. The two goldies were seemingly at odds with each other: and a third person, who was not quite so golden but looked decidedly olden was seemingly on Nestor’s side of the argument...Or Nestor was on his side. Hard to tell, really. That little tirade ended when Daisy left the hall, but not before scooping up Artie and making a short gesture at Jay-Jay. She smiled and offered a curt little wave. The demoness was desperate to go meet up with Daisy and talk and gossip and be...a person. It was amazing how much she’d missed the concept of socialising when her year of exile had been done with. 

[i]”There is a certain irony to the fact that you are made most active by the sight of a reaper.”[/i] Kata cut in, a soft sort of chuckle seemed to crackle in the air, a small sound full of warmth and energy. Jay-Jay held back the urge to grumble a rather childish remark about no one else really taking a notice of her, but she managed to bite back the urge to act the spoilt brat. She was the new Jay-Jay damnit. Fire mage extraordinaire and a god-damn asset to the group outside of the fact she was conveniently hosting some incredibly powerful demon.

She decided to take stock of the rest of the room before she made her decision to go anywhere. Looking over the gathered individuals, she started counting heads on her fingers: Daisy, Nestor and the creepy lookin’ new guy were accounted for; as was Vampire-lady and Boss-man. Scanning the room had Jay-Jay spot Veti and Henry, who was talking to a big-ass-werewolf lady. The werewolf was [b]big[/b]. The only time Jay-Jay had spotted a beasty of that size and scale was when she had been forced to watch Big-boss-Hoyle rip apart a bunch of werewolves in a vampire orgy-nightclub...Fun times.

There was one other oddity in the room, a guy who by all accounts was dead. She would have doubted the existence of the man, if he didn’t saunter over to Veti and playfully kiss at the ear. Yup...Defo the same person. 

Then the main attraction of the room caught the Fire-host’s eye. A person that seemingly had no effect on Jay-Jay at all and another guy...someone new...Someone kinda cute. Jay-Jay offered a little wave in his direction, hoping, despite the barrage of other perspective interests to steal a bit of attention. Before she approached, she felt a sudden revulsion in the pit of her stomach. It rang through the core of her being, as if Katagogi was dragging nails accross a chalkboard in her gut. 

[i]”Do not go near that one Jay-Jay. He revolts me.”[/i] The demoness was acting in a way Jay-Jay had never felt before. Something was causing Kata a great deal of distress, and while the demoness was so close to the surface, the fire-child would feel at least some of the same revulsion...Even if the boy was a little cute: not Henry cute, mind you, but not bad at all. He would be on the ‘talk-to’ list later. Kata’s reaction had her worried, although the last time she’d even got close to a mirage of a hint of a close friendship with a man, the demoness did temporarily get a chunk of her soul stolen...Perhaps she was just a bit rusty?

Either way, Jay-Jay had a place to be. One person had seemingly been having a shitty time of things, and that person was also one of the coolest individuals the Firebrand could remember. Besides, red and pink make a fabulous combo...or something.

Jay-Jay shrugged and skipped in the direction that she’d saw Daisy going. A few turns here and there had the Demon-host realise she was completely lost; but that wouldn’t stop the new, improved Jay-Jay, no-sir-ee. Rubbing her hands together, she started to recall one of the newest tricks in her collection.

A small little orb started to form in Jay-Jay’s hands. It was the size of a golf-ball at first, but it grew bigger in stages until a clear bowling-ball of magic floated between the magical hands of the wizarding, witching Jay-Jay. The ball of magic started to glow, and suddenly: it exploded. The magical sphere divided itself, a small sphere going in every direction and dividing again at every corridor. Jay-Jay’s eyes glowed a shiny white as she seemed entranced by the magic until one of the little spheres entered the courtyard: and spotted the reaper alone. 

Jay-Jay’s opalescent eyes snapped back to normality, and suddenly the magical witch had a direction. She skipped down corridors, turning correctly every time and reaching the courtyard in no time at all. She beamed at her own success, and took a moment to glance at Daisy, her smile turning to a pout as she saw the dejected reaper.

“Daisy, um…” suddenly her words failed her. Nerves catching in her throat as she realised what a baby she was being. Daisy was a badass! She didn’t need help from some rando-hanger-on like Jay-Jay. She almost turned around and hid, but a little prod from the demon-who totally wasn’t just avoiding having to go inside to the sickening being inside- gave her the courage she needed. “...Hi. Seems like I missed a lot.”