*Rebecca glances round, taking in the river, Trevor and renewed brawls. Trevor stops in front of her*
Rigel: Hop in!
Rebecca: *Shrugs and hops in, wondering if it is all a dream*
Squirt: *Stares in amazement at the armless-rowing-punch bowl fondly known as Trevor, shrugs and starts pegging pineapple pieces at him, i mean it, I mean... whatever...* You got my beautiful dress wet you silly little bowl! Now I'm wearing denim! At a ball! Although... I do look kinda cute! [img]http://s3.images.proboards.com/kiss.gif" alt=":-*" border="0"/>
*Finishes last piece of fifth hedgehog slice and joins in throwing pineapple pieces at talking punch bowl*
This reminds me of vege throwing... [img]http://s3.images.proboards.com/grin.gif" alt=";D" border="0"/> Good times!
*Reminisces and promptly falls in water, in hopeless need of rescuing*
*Trevor guides the boat which is wreathed in mist toward the dark archway*
Trevor: Sing, my Angel of Music!
Bunne: I say Trev! watch out for the...
*boat drenches Squirt anew and she flails about in the wake*
Rigel: I think he did that on purpose!
Rebecca: Trevor's quite dashing isn't he?
Trevor: sing, sing, SING!
*The boat continues into the catacombs* Catacombs of course being a loverly feature of the ballroom, all dank and gravelike, astonishingly the whole route is lit by thousands of tapered candles.
Flit: *after some time of dramatic build up* I say Trev, that pylon looks awfully familiar, I think we've been this way before.
Trevor: *attempts to turn boat*
Bunne: Honestly, men never will ask for directions.
Rigel: Or do a Three-point-turn properly.
Squirt:One day Trevor, when you least expect it...
Em: *Mutters about being late to the ball* I could have sworn these catacombs werenÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t here yesterdayÃ¢â‚¬Â¦
Trevor: sing, sing, SING.
Em: What on Earth is that! Hello! Is someone there?
*Spots boat floating past and waves to Rigel, Flit, Bunne, Rebecca and Trevor*
Em: Fancy meeting you in these catacombs! May I join you? I have Crunchies! *waves around a bag of Fun Size Crunchies*
Bunne: Aww, she loves us.
*Trevor pulls the boat up in front of Emerald*
Em: Of course! *hops into boat and hands out crunchies*
Rigel: You didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t happen to bring a buff kiwi as well did you?
Em: I was allowed to? Damn it! If I had of knownÃ¢â‚¬Â¦
Flit: You donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t happen to know how to get out of these catacombs do you Em? Trevor is too manly to ask for directions.
Trevor: sing, sing, SING.
Em: UmmÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ no, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m sure weÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll float out eventually.
*everyone sits back and eats Crunchies waiting to see where the current or TrevorÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s rowing will take them*
Rebecca: *Listens* Can you hear something
Bunne, Em, Flit and Rigel: No
Trevor: Sing, Sing, SING
Rebecca: I can hear something, Trevor, shut up so they can listen
Trevor: Sing, Sing, SI... *Rebecca claps a hand over Trevor's mouth*
Rebecca: Now can you hear something?
Flit: I can, actually, it sounds oddly like a...
All: *Panicked* WATERFALL!
Rebecca: But what about my dress! It's going to get... AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH
*is still in the ballroom*
Rilla: Why, everyone seems to have gone to the Catacombs! *shrugs*
*sneaks her Persimmon in through a back door*
*Min climbs back in through the window, carrying sacks of chocca*
Min: We should have put the chocca store closer than a two-day walk away. Did you have fun while I was gone?
Domick: Oodles. There was a brawl. *takes chocca sacks* And I think there's been a lot of drugs at some stage. There's a group going around who're convinced the punch bowl is called Trevor.
Min: Ah. That's not drugs, that's SR+
Domick: So it's normal?
Domick: I've been away a lot longer than I thought...
*Min & Domick deliver chocca sacks behind the bar. Waiter immediately begins to grind & chill it*
Min: Anyone new arive?
Domick: Plenty of people...look around.
*Min starts looking around and goggles at Ariel. Ariel spots Domick and starts to walk over to him*
Min: Someone bought MALFOY?
Domick: Ah! My partner in crime, Ariel.
*Ariel grins wickedly as he joins them*
Min: huh. The H'rayka himself.
Ariel: The one and only.
Min: So you two really were in on it together?
Domick & Ariel: yeap.
Min: Interesting. Cooking anything up for the Sending?
Domick: Well actually, now that you ask-
Ariel: *cuts off Domick* Nothing. The Sending is going to be a rather quiet one.
Min: *glares*...Ariel, where is Aurora? You'd better get to her before Swallow does.
Ariel: I suppose you're right. He seems to have gotten to everyone else tonight. *to Domick* we'll catch up soon about you-know-what.
*Ariel slithers off*
Min: Brrrr. How can you work with that guy?
Domick: All part of being in the spy business.
Min: *grins* now Ariel's gone...why don't we have another dance?
Domick: of course.
*they start to dance*
Min: And you can tell me all about these plans in the Sending...
*Climbs out of water and stumbles around in the dark. Pushes through a door and finds herself in the middle of the ballroom, soaking wet*
Rebecca: Well, at least I'm not drowning any where
Rushton: What happened to you? You're soaking! *laughs derisively*
Rebecca: I'm warning you, one more word...
Maruman: Presenting, the beautiful, the amazing, the talented, the pretending-to-be-pregnant for the humour value, Turks! and..... Who is your date again Turks?
*Turks glares angrily at Maruman*
Turks: Well it's supposed to be Roland, but apparently he already has a date. Is he here yet?
Maruman: No.....But apparently we have a singing, rowing punchbowl named Trevor...
Turks: Whatever, Maruman, I'm too pregnant for this nonsense. If Roland turns up, tell him I'll be at the bar.
maruman: *Should you really be drinking when you're pregnant?*
Turks: Huh! Roland should have thought about that BEFORE he agreed to a blind date with some floozy!
*Turks storms off towards bar*
*Walks over to the bar, dripping all over the floor, to join Dameon and Matty, who are talking*
Dameon and Matty: What happened to you?
Rebecca: Trevor happened. Stupid punch bowl wouldn't ask for directions and steered us straight of a waterfall.
Matty: Well, the wisdom of getting onto a raft steered by a singing punch bowl was always questionable.
Rebecca: Two words. Shut. Up.
Rebecca: Sorry Matty, I'm a little tense right now.
Dameon: That's understandable. Perhaps some dancing would help relieve you tension?
Rebecca: *Looks panicked* No thanks, I think I need some chocca. Lots of chocca, actually. *Grabs a mug of chocca*
*Min & Domick finish another dance and join the group at the bar*
Min: Bec, have you seen Netty?
Rebecca: No, I don't think she could get time away from her project. Why?
Min: Let's just hope Roland decides to stay in the Healer Hall, rather than come without her then...
*nods towards the very angry, very pregnant looking Turks*
Dameon: Is that vast amounts of jealous anger I can sense emnating from Turks? I best see if I can calm her down...
*Dameon saunters off towards Turks, bumping into tables*
Rebecca: Huzzuh! No more dancing!
Domick: It's a shame Roland didn't come. He could heal your feet for you.
Matthew: *stiffly* or Kella for that matter *glares at Domick*
Domick: What? Is everything my fault?
Matthew: No. But Kella is.
Rebecca: Where is she anyway?
Min: I think she's immunising orphans in Sutrium still.
Min: ...but I could be wrong. Er-um...waiter! Drink for this man.
*waiter appears holding a large flowery c0cktail for Domick*
Min: *whispers to Rebecca* Should I go find out if Kella is here?
*waits for an answer*
*AF and Jakoby return from walk in gardens, dragging someone behind them*
AF: I do believe we missed a brawl. And *sniffs the air*, Min smuggled in some chocca bags.
Jakoby: But at least we found Kella. Domick will be pleased. *evil grin*
Kella: Leave me alone! I was collecting herbs!
Jakoby: No doubt. But AF and I need to find and *almost* kill Ariel, and you need to go and charm Domick - if he's still receptive to charm, of course.
*they push Kella past Maruman and in Min's direction*
AF: We should stay and watch this. It will undoubtedly be amusing.
Maruman: No doubt. *yawn*
Jow: *flounces past, grabbing Dameon's abandoned mug of choca and sitting down at the bar, dejected*
Rebecca: *flicks a glance at Jow* maybe we should send him *jerks thumb at Jow* he has nothing to do, and it will give Tegan a chance to find a new hiding spot.
[i]Min heads over to Jow and assign him his errand, as Tegan jumps out from behind a ice sculpture of herself (lud knows what it's doing there, anyway) and hides behind Maruman*
Maruman: Maybe he wouldn't spot you if you changed out from the silver poofy dress.
Tegan: good idea! *heads into cloak room, and comes out in black dress* better?
Tegan: *passes Jow on his way out, unrecognised. Joins crowd at bar* hello peoples.
*smuggles Persimmon under her brightly coloured skirts towards bar*
Rilla: Hello. Everyone else seemed to be over here, so I am too. *snabs chocca*
Min: Wow, so many people have just arrived! Look, Rilla and the good persimmon-
Min: AF and Jakoby are back from their stroll and -
Kella: *struggling against Jakoby* I don't care how much chocca they've stolen, I have herbs here that need to be-
*Domick's jaw drops*
Kella: *turns pale. Very, very slowly turns towards Min & Domick* ...Domick.
Min: *sniffs*...Why don't you ask Kella if she'd like to dance?
Kella: Oh, no. I'm not dressed for the ball.
Min: Go on [img]http://s3.images.proboards.com/smiley.gif" alt=":)" border="0"/>
*Kella and Domick walk off dumbfounded towards the dancefloor*
Min: *sighs* I guess I've just broken the cardinal rule of the Mystics ball...I won't be leaving with my date...I suppose it's for the best. Domick's made up with Rushton and Kella in one night-
Rilla: *leans over, snuggling Persimmon* you can have a dance with my persimmon if it'll help heal the wound.
*Min & Rilla share a couple of drinks at the bar*
Kella: How dare you!
*Kella storms out of the dance hall*
Domick: *calling* Kella! I was joking!
Rilla: You might be in luck yet...
*Domick walks back to the bar, still dumbfounded*
Domick: What did I say? It was just a joke...an owl and a badger walk into a bar and-
Min & Rilla: Oooooohhhhhh!!
Persimmon: Kella's a little sensitive about owls.
*Domick stares at the persimmon for a good solid minute*
Domick: No more drugs for me.
Min: Sr+ again. Normal.
Domick: No more drugs for you people, then.
Rilla: Is chocca ok?
*all 4 clink chocca glasses*
ok, ive come back with my dates.
What's going on. i cant be bothered reading the last 4 pages.
Just read it Siryn, it's fun [img]http://s3.images.proboards.com/grin.gif" alt=";D" border="0"/>
*Is approached by a stressed looking Gevan-as-security*
Gevan: Umm... Rebecca... you know you're dripping all over the carpet?
Rebecca: Yup. It's what happens when you hop inot a raft poled by a singing punch bowl with masculinity issues.
Gevan: Yes, Of course. But technically I should remove you from the premise based on the fact you're destroying the beautiful carpet.
Rebecca: It's not my fault! Blame Trevor!
Rebecca: Please guys? Some help...
Tegan-Now-In-Spiffy-Black-Dress: I'll help you! *rushes off, so as to be unrecognised by Jow by niceness*
Jow: who is that mysterious nice person in black? She's aggressively nice!
Tegan: Come, Rebecca, you're next Chocca's on me!
Rebecca: Who are you and why are you being so nice?!
Tegan: Umm, I'm your...ummm...concience!
Rebecca: oh dear, I thought I got rid of you.
Tegan: you did, I...ummm...wanted to come to the ball!
Rebecca: oh, ok.
Tegan: by the way, Matty is now also hunting down Swallow. Elspeth should really get a hobby.
Elspeth: I resent that! I have to save the world from the Weapon Machines!
Tegan: Yes, but a hobby is something you do for fun to take up your time, like Jow and his stalking hobby.
Rebecca: wait, I know who you are! YOU'RE GILAINE!
Tegan: umm...yes. >_> I'll go get your chocca. *runs*
*Min sees Rebecca being harassed by Gevan-as-security, even after Tegan has left, and picks up a fish bowl*
Domick: What the?
Min: I'll be back.
*skips up to Gevan and throws the fish bowl over his head*
Rebecca: Oh-ho-ho, who's dripping all over the carpet now?
*Gevan opens and closes his mouth, a little confused and distracted by the flapping fish in his hair*
Louis: Ooh, look at ye lass, ye wee wet thing.
Rebecca: Ah...*looks pained*
Louis: Come wi' me to th' bar, we'll get this mess sorted out.
*starts to lead Rebecca away*
Louis: Gevan! Ye're a mess! Take a break and clean yerself up! An' save those thar fish! They're endangered.
*Rebecca and Louis join Domick, Rilla and persimmon at the bar. A waiter brings a bunch of towels out for Rebecca*
Rebecca: Thank you.
*Min re-appears grinning*
Domick: You drunk.
Min: You are.
*Rebecca mouths a silent 'thank you'*
*Rushton joins the group. Rebecca and Min exchange glances*
Rushton: Well, if it isn't the girl who fell of the waterfall. How dumb can you get?
Rebecca: Would you like to repeat that?
Rushton: Certainly, I said 'Well..."
Rebecca: *Looks as though she is about to explode* I know what you were going to say! So take it back, before I make you.
Rushton: I'm scared.
Rebecca: *Flings herself at Rushton but is restrained by Min and Domick*
Domick: It's not worth it. He punches like a girl anyway.
Rushton: What?! *Throws himself at Domick. Min releases Rebecca, who sits back on her bar stool*
Rebecca: Phew! I don't know what got into me. I'm not the violent type, but there is something about that guy which screams 'Punch Me!'
*Rebecca and Min sit back and watch as Louis grabs Domick and Rushton and pulls them apart with amazing strength*
Louis: Cut it out ye fools! Ye'll brain yerselves on the bar and spill blood everywhere!
Rushton: That was the idea-
Louis: Nay! Enough! Ye two have been squabblin' like schoolgirls. Shake hands like men and let the ladies get back to partying.
Min: Oh, but Louis, we were so enjoying the fight...
Min: I said would you like a glass of brandy? *takes from passing waiter*
Louis: Ah, ye sweet thing, I'd love one.
*Min passes brandy to Louis*
Rebecca: Now, where were we?
Min: I believe Rushton and Domick were about to-
*is cut off*
Ariel: Did I miss something?
*Rushton screams and jumps back*
Rushton: What are you doing here?
Ariel: *le sigh* I've been here for three days, what, are you blind?
Rushton: *glares* you're obviously confusing me with someone else...
Ariel: Oh, so that's why your bondmate is necking with Dameon! She must have made the same mistake!
Rushton: That was below the belt.
Ariel: You expected more from me?
Min: *to Rebecca & Rilla* Why is Ariel acting more and more like Malfoy??
Rebecca: I don't know. But he's cute. And he's more my age. Ehem-*steps in between Ariel and Rushton, who're literally sending sparks between each other*. Ariel. May I have this dance?
Ariel: You may. *takes Rebecca's hand, and glares back at Rushton* We're not finished, Seraphim.
Min: Oh, cut it out, stop pinching Malfoy's lines!
Domick: Who's Malfoy?
Min: Ariel's twin.
Rushton: So, is it just me, or does everyone here like Ariel more than they do me? It's a little unfair, I'm just trying to have some fun-
*Min and Domick look uncomfortable*
Min: Um...ok. Rilla, would you look after my date for a while?
Min: C'mon Rushton...I'll dance with you...
*I can't believe I'm doing this...I'm feeling sorry for Rushton...*
*Suddenly realises who she's dancing with you and leaps backwards*
Rebecca: Eeek! How did I end up dancing with you?
Ariel: Ummm... you asked me to dance.
Rebecca: Oh. *Looks momentarily stupefied* Alright then. You should know though, I don't go for evil guys...
Ariel: I don't know whether you'd really describe me as evil
Rebecca: I would.
Ariel: So, are you leaving me dateless on the dancefloor?
Rebecca: Well... I suppose you're closer to my age than the other guys, and you haven't killed anyone yet, so I'll finish this dance.
Ariel: Merci, mademoiselle
Rebecca: You speak French?
Ariel: I'm the H'rayka. I'm multi-talented.
Rebecca: Thanks for reminding me.