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[ @dragonoak-kingdom / @bluedawnsrp ]

‘Hey hey, the lake is over here! C’mon c’mon, get your ice skates ready!’

Step…

Step…

Step…

‘W-whoa, hey don’t drag me! I haven’t even tied them ye–’

Step…

Step…

‘Well maybe if you remembered to cushion your skates’ blades so they didn’t get stuck in your bag you wouldn’t… have been… …”

Step…

Halt.

“…” “…”

“…”

What were two lively and eager partygoing Pokemon packed and zipping for the vast sheets of ice fell windless, silent, before the towering robed black obelisk that coincidentally paced into their path. They could make out little, but from what they could see… this man had a powerful figure underneath this bulking furred coat. Considering his bladed helmet and white, hollow-looking expressionless mask, he had all the makings of what could potentially be a monster. Chills… chills slid down the younger ones’ spines from just having to look up at him. Seconds turned to a few minutes as the air grew thick with tension due to the intense silence, before the large armored statue-esque man broke into a stern, harsh tone.

“… Why have you stopped.”

“S-sorry! We didn’t uh, s-see you there sir, we just…” “We thought we were going to b-b-buh, bu-b-b–”

“Enough. You were never in my way,” pinned the Bisharp, as it took him little context to pick up on what they would say. Thus, the man… ‘reassured’ in a cold fashion, as he slowly raised a black and white bladed hand pointing towards the lake, showing that he’s well aware of where they were making a beeline to. “Just proceed. Now.”

“Y-YESSIR!”

No time was wasted as the two younger Pokemon hastily nodded and immediately zipped around the dark knight, in what seemed to be something of a panic. Scoffing, Zarathos took a few more steps forward, but then paused to look over his shoulder. Initially, it was to ensure the Pokemon were not hesitating by looking back at HIM, and instead were well on their way to the lake as anticipated. Fortunately the latter was the case, as he watched the two attendees already at rest by the lakeshore, sporting their attire before eagerly leaping onto the ice and gliding across its slippery surface. 

As the cloaked warrior held his gaze, even from a distance, he could see the liveliness, the festiveness of all the collective Pokemon having the time of their lives. Whether they were exhibiting their skills, muddling their attempts and causing others to laugh, or just smiling at one another in each others’ presence…

Ugh…

It wasn't hard to spot him, in fact it was near impossible not to shift your attention to the Dark Knight. This was true even for someone such as the Queen. She sensed his aura before her eyes lay upon his massive figure. It was only once the two of them had met, though unforgettable, that time was a good distance back.

It gave the Queen slight amusement seeing the bisharp at an event such as this. It was not where she had expected to run into him again to say the least. This was in no way a bad thing. For Darina, this was a pleasant surprise.

Her ears rose to whispers from the mon around her.

'Why do you think he's here?' 'He looks like he could step on any of us.' 'Did he just look over here?... Maybe we should go.'

This pleased Darina, just by walking in the distance he could hold the attention of those around him. Though not the same, it was similar to how her subjects acted when she was present. While Zarathos struck fear into those at his feet it was clear awe was somewhere in the mix.

Darina noticed his gaze stuck on some snow warriors who were too busy playing to notice the dark figure in the distance. With his mask it was not clear how he felt about the sport but she would imagine he's one to scoff at such an activity.

Not many would expect a Queen to partake but Darina wasn't one to limit herself to expectations. Crouching down she balled a clump of snow in her gloved hands. Though it was not perfect, a sphere was molded in her grasp.

[ @golden-royals / @bluedawnsrp ]

‘Oh my gosh, you think we could go ice-skating next? I’m full of hot cocoa and ready to go-go~!’

‘Man how’re you wearing only that and not gnashing your teeth? It’s snowing and everything!’

‘Lemme tell you, I can’t wait for the main event later tonight! It’ll be the time to show my REAL Christmas spirit!’

All this excited banter, all the friendly smiling faces passing by, the shouts and laughter of people enjoying themselves with snowball fights and snowmen-building, blended with the gentle winter breeze and tender flakes of snow landing delicately at the partygoers… anyone could find a reason to be happy at this event, as if the yuletide spirit itself has blessed this location. To say it was a beautiful holiday festivity would be an understatement.

While everyone was bustling about heading to the next thrilling event on their to-do lists, an albino Gallade has been leaning his back up against the wall and staring off onto the stretch of white. Every few seconds snowflakes would fall on his bangs or his scarred face, giving subtle signs of discomfort before sweeping them away. In his hand was a cup of hot cocoa, whose steam was steadily lost to the icy air, as evident not only while it was in his grasp, but as he raised it up to finish that last mild gulp of chocolate.

“Mmngh…”

Brushing the back of his hand across his lips, the white swordsman casually arced the emptied cup into a nearby bin, not even noticing how clean a shot it was. Any time Alyx was addressed by a passerby, the white blade briefly flashed a cool smile as well as a playful fingergun point or salute at them, then waved off the greeters before returning to his distant gaze.

<<Heh…>> he thought to himself, his face forcing a weak, bothered smirk as his thoughts resurface to him one by one, <<Wish I had Li’s or even Oriel’s enthusiasm right about now… that says somethin’ when even my biological sis musters up more pep than me.>> Waving his head to the side and flaking off any other bits of snow, the Gallade lifted his head up to gaze at the wintery skies.

<<Guess I should stop hangin’ out so much – no… THINKING so much and get a move on. I’m just wastin’ time standing around like this… c’mon Al, it’s a party after all.>>

With a light push off the dining building’s wall, Alyx stretched himself backwards and yawned, curving his frame with an arm folded behind his head and the other reaching over, before swinging his arms down after that satisfying crunch.

The only problem was she seemed to be having a hard time locating the albino fighter. Asking around she had been lead everywhere but the lounge. With this being her last option she directed her attention to the building.

Snow had begun to fall and it was only getting heavier. As she neared her destination the visibility became obscure. << If he is not here then I shall invest no more time in this silly chase. >> growing closer the building came to view and a few figures around it.

Ailith squinted through the falling snow to identify each. She knew none... or did she? Gradually treading through the snow a figure by the door to the lounge became clearer. It was the gallade she had been searching for. Relief came over her and she called his name. "Sir Alyx!" Her voice caught in the wind.

Moving forward she tried again, "Pardon me Sir Alyx!" It seemed to be of little use. A bit frustrated she drug herself ahead. Then something else grabbed her attention. There were two 'mon on the roof of the building. They looked to be shoveling the thick blanket of snow off to prevent it caving in.

Previously

Merick payed close attention the the girl’s discussion, feeling a sense of good company, looking to his side as she spoke he saw the shaymin all happy just from his offering. he lightly placed his hand on her head and gave her a slow pet.

“I did it all for survival, So when I heard about this little fella be in the adventerous kind…..it reminded me of the times when I was young, in my opinion she’s lucky to have someone like you around, someone to be a guardian where some are left alone.” he looked back to her and placed his hand on his chest as if to promise something

“listen, I can guess dealing with a young ones wonder could be tough. But I want her to be able to have as much fun in her young life as possible, I’ll make you a promise Here and Now. I will be of any assistance I can be. I will watch her as she lives her life if you ever have something to do…Anytime I can help.”

???: It is quite obvious you are not amongst my subjects, so I hold no ill will. As for a name. My father often called me Bambi, I shall give you permission to address me as such. Although my birth name is Darina, I am mostly called by “Your highness” or “Queen”. You may choose what you’d like, even propose another if you so desire.

It is not often I conversate with one of your kind, consider me intrigued. I request a name to address you as well. What may it be?  

The male bowed his head in apology.

???: Ah, I do thank you for looking after this little forest god. She is always running off, though its good to hear she hasn’t caused any harm. Merick you say? I am known as Sylph, the pleasure’s all mine.

“oh wow, sounds like you have some things to keep yourself busy with, well I hope things go well from here.” he looks over to nymph with a smile and eyes wide with wonder. “so….this little fella’s a…forest…god? w-wow…never expected that, I guess it would make sense. I haven’t sensed this kind of power before. wonderful.”

With a small sign to his question she gave a soft rub to the back of her neck. “This god is always running off. She thinks she’s invincible… that or she just doesn’t know the dangers out there.”

bluedawnsrp:

Ailith chest raised and fell in attempts to regain breath she’d lost from the activity. He still held her fairly close, an arm still around her waist. Her gloved hands were held tight to his broad shoulders. She could hear the uneasiness of his hoby being found out in his voice.

This made her want to reassure Alyx his skill was nothing to be ashamed of. In fact she was highly impressed. The way he’d taken control with his cool head and brought back such fond memories of dancing with her father. With something as simple as a dance, Alyx brought back the warmth she had longed to feel for so long.

She was truly thankful and wanted to show him just how much. There was nothing words could do to express the meaning to her. So how could she let him know how she truly felt?

An idea sparked. No she wasn’t intoxicated this time, but the urge throbbed as strong. She stare at the mask which covered his handsomely white face. This was the only thing holding her back, but it wouldn’t for long. A rose blush crept its way from under her mask.

Releasing her grip, hands gliding to Alyx’s face, one gently cupped his cheek while the other grasped his mask. All while stretching to her tiptoes, she graciously removed his mask and guided his face towards hers with the gloved hand that held his face. His body followed as she took the lead, back coming to a hunch to reach her level.

This position was similar to their first outing together but she wouldn’t push away. Ailith knew this need was her own body and not influenced by poisonous alcohol. The thrill that ran through her body was pumped with emotion not liquor, and at this moment she wanted nothing more then to fulfill her need.

Her lips pulled close to his, then surpassed them. Her destination was reached as her sweet kiss was laid upon his forehead. She gently pressed into his silver bangs until she reached skin.

Ailith’s eyes fluttered closed as she did her best to thank him. The smoothness felt soothing under her lips. It seemed like forever yet not long enough when she finally pulled back to her heels opening her eyes to gaze back in his. A sweet smile spreading her lips.

“I look forward to our next session.”

Alyx’s eyes went wide as Ailith silently yet gently pulled his head down towards hers. With his mask removed, his well-groomed hair could be seen in full, along with his softly peach-pinkened cheeks, which grew gradually rosier as Ailith’s lips edged closer to his face.

His heart was beating profoundly, and his chest gem gradually gained luminescence, his emotions an undecipherable swirl. Before long, Alyx had his chin lowered a little further, until the Ailith pressed her lips right to the white fighter’s forehead.

Alyx’s earfins sprung up, and his horn gave a brief, minor flashing glow from the result. If his face wasn’t pink enough already, the blush wasn’t just on his cheeks; it stretched across his face, eyes still bewildered from the act. This was certainly a vastly different feeling than the kiss he received when they first met; while the first one he could write off as a mere gesture of trust, the fact that Ailith, of all people, had planted such an intimate honor to his very face, HIS face, was what left Alyx in sheer awe.

"Thank you for an excellent evening. I do look forward to attending another event such as this with you." Giving a polite bow, Ailith turned herself towards the exit. Estelle would be waiting for her so she must be on her way.

bluedawnsrp:

Ailith was doing surprisingly well, learning quickly and keeping up at a fair pace. She knew Alyx wasn’t anywhere near his full potential but his show sure was stunning. His eyes never left hers, even when she had to remove her ruby ones to adjust her position.

Alyx’s instructions were smooth and easy to follow. Doing each movement to the best of her ability, Ailith found her mind was only set on this. She didn’t worry about his thoughts anymore, only the comfort of his voice and the beautiful sway in their steps.

Her body pressed close to his as he spoke softly, imitating her mocking voice she’d convinced him with. “I want to see as much as you’re willing to show me.“ Her voice low but sincere.

The white fighter blinked and kept his cool at her response, keeping her held rather close as he smiled quietly at his partner.

“In that case… let’s have this be a whole dance, huh?”

With that, Alyx took Ailith through every step of the dance he was teaching her piece by piece; The Waltz, a very popular and common partnered dance that he had occasionally dabbled into for such an occasion.

Along with all the swings, turns and other elaborate motions he had guided her through before, the Gallade did his best to lead the gorgeous Bishvoir through the routine’s trademark long, flowing movements, continuous turns, as well as the rises and falls between both partners. Graceful and elegant, to anyone that would be lucky – albeit underhandedy sneaky – enough to bear witness to the two, the dancers looked as though they were gliding along the floor effortlessly. Alyx further punctuated the dance with its lavish open movements, underarm turns, and some solo spins, some from himself while having Ailith mirror his fluid steps to the best of her ability. With her being such a fast learner, it made the teaching all the easier; it felt like a genuine cavort session, rather than an opportunity to teach.

Several minutes passed before Alyx felt like it was appropriate to finish off the routine of the Waltz with one last dip, this one a liiiittle lower than before, but he too kept himself just as low, making quite a curve with his back as he gazed into Ailith’s eyes. He held this pose for a moment to give the Bishvoir a smile, before gently rising up with her with a gentlemanly bow. Coincidentally, the soft, sweet music that echoed from the manor seemed to have ended around that time as well, which highlighted the finale quite fittingly. Upon rising up with his back straightened, the silver battler eyed the golden traveler.

“How was that, Miss Ailith?” He chuckled, the insecurity about discussing how well versed he was with such a hobby trying to creep back into his voice, yet he did his best to stave it off as he awaited her answer.

This made her want to reassure Alyx his skill was nothing to be ashamed of. In fact she was highly impressed. The way he'd taken control with his cool head and brought back such fond memories of dancing with her father. With something as simple as a dance, Alyx brought back the warmth she had longed to feel for so long.

She was truly thankful and wanted to show him just how much. There was nothing words could do to express the meaning to her. So how could she let him know how she truly felt?

An idea sparked. No she wasn't intoxicated this time, but the urge throbbed as strong. She stare at the mask which covered his handsomely white face. This was the only thing holding her back, but it wouldn't for long. A rose blush crept its way from under her mask.

Releasing her grip, hands gliding to Alyx's face, one gently cupped his cheek while the other grasped his mask. All while stretching to her tiptoes, she graciously removed his mask and guided his face towards hers with the gloved hand that held his face. His body followed as she took the lead, back coming to a hunch to reach her level.

This position was similar to their first outing together but she wouldn't push away. Ailith knew this need was her own body and not influenced by poisonous alcohol. The thrill that ran through her body was pumped with emotion not liquor, and at this moment she wanted nothing more then to fulfill her need.

Her lips pulled close to his, then surpassed them. Her destination was reached as her sweet kiss was laid upon his forehead. She gently pressed into his silver bangs until she reached skin.

Ailith's eyes fluttered closed as she did her best to thank him. The smoothness felt soothing under her lips. It seemed like forever yet not long enough when she finally pulled back to her heels opening her eyes to gaze back in his. A sweet smile spreading her lips.

Ailith prepared for the next steps they would take, finding it was simpler then she had thought. The motion became familiar and she was able to lock her eye with his. The conference on his face shined handsomely as he took control. She wanted to see the wholeness of his face, confidence certainly suited him.

“Come now.” Ailith began in a bit of a mocking tone. “If this is all dance is, I may be able to master it shortly.” Her voice hid a bit of challenge.

Alyx blinked at her tone of voice, his upper earfins twitching. Was she… challenging him? Did she REALLY want to see what he was capable of? Part of him couldn’t turn down what sounded like a real request to show what he could do, as he always liked to show what he was made of. However, he couldn’t help but wonder if that would be the best idea considering their implied skill gap… was it worth a shot? Even though he’s meant to be teaching her, with the likeliness of leaving her in the dust?

The look on her face was the deciding factor for him. He knew Ailith was tough, and she has been through much harder than a mere dance, he reasoned with himself. Perhaps inputting more vigor would be the way to go after all, especially considering she dared him on this matter. With a cool, confident smirk in his hooded eyes, Alyx chuckled.

“Well,” he started coolly, “If you want me to amp it up, then you got it, Miss Ailith. Feel free to improvise if ya need to, just be sure you can keep up with me,” the Gallade playfully retorted with a chuckle, as he began by circling the both of themselves around once again, however with more gusto.

Alyx’s instructions were smooth and easy to follow. Doing each movement to the best of her ability, Ailith found her mind was only set on this. She didn’t worry about his thoughts anymore, only the comfort of his voice and the beautiful sway in their steps.

A small chill ran through her as his hand glided to her hip and pulled the two of them close. Her chest blade coming in contact with his, only lightly tapping eachother before Ailith readjusted. The pink of her cheeks continued to give color to her pure white skin.

Giving a nod to his instruction of starting slow, her eyes fell to their feet. Once he took the first step she followed persuit. At first her steps were unsure and she felt awkward, but once she dared to pull her eyes to his, she felt it all disappear.

This feeling was familiar, yet very different. The warmth of his body so close to hers wasn’t the touch she longed for from her father, but completely new, and she didn’t want to release it.

Her mind payed exta attention to his hand which held her waist. Though gentle, she could feel his grip tighten and loosen with their steps. It wasn’t unpleasant in the slightest, and she found they’d hugged in a bit closer.

Ailith nodded in response to Alyx’s question, eyes stuck to what she could see of his face. “I assume the rest is not so simple?” A smile came to her lips. She’d decided to let herself to enjoy this moment no matter if she made a mistake.

“Hah, that’s what I like to hear…” Alyx chimed, giving a quiet handsome chuckle before resuming with the beginner’s motions. “The moves are gonna be a little more elaborate, yeah, just a heads-up…” To prepare Ailith, still having her hip and her hand in his hold, he decided to sway his hips left and right in steadily widening motions, then after a few seconds…

“Alright… we’re going to start spinning riiiight… now–”

Holding onto her hand, he pulled it back as if to steer the two together as Alyx guided her around in a circular, sweeping motion. It was definitely still a simple move as no fancy footwork was really needed, but the effect it has on their forms, such as their hair and the more freeflowing parts of their costumes brushing in tow with them through the air, made it look so elegant and graceful.

The white Gallade slowed the turn into a pause. Then, after giving Ailith a few seconds to process that motion in her head, decided to turn the both of them around in another smooth circular sway, but in the opposite direction. The Gallade kept reasonably close during the whole thing, quick to catch her whenever he saw fit if an error was made, all while keeping his amethyst gaze locked on her beautiful masked face. A part of his mind really wanted to see that blush in full view, but he kept that desire to himself; he had a partner to teach after all. The reality that he had the utmost honor to dance with her out of everyone else was ultimately what he was focused on in the end, and he wouldn’t trade this moment for anything else.

Thus, Alyx broke the pause once more to inquire how she was doing.

It was all Ailith could do to smother her giggling. None the less she was thoroughly impressed by his elegant show. And even more honored he would share such a private hobby with her of all others. A warm feeling spread through her chest with a blush on her cheeks to match.

There was no way Ailith would refuse him but the worry his view on her would lower if he saw she was unskilled in an aspect. This was certainly a silly fear and she new it, but it was one that hung on her.

Ailith’s earfins twitched at his last comment, though it was quiet, she had heard him clearly. Lifting a gloved hand and placing it in his, she gave a nervous nod.

“…I-It would be my honor.” Her shy eyes fell to the floor, heart racing, she hoped her mask was doing well to hide her rose blush. She didn’t like the idea of allowing others to see her weaknesses, but if it was him. She could make an exception.

It had been so long since she’d tried to dance with another, Ailith wasn’t sure where to begin. So she looked to Alyx for guidance giving a defeated grin.

Alyx’s head and earfins bobbed up from feeling her hand in his, giving him an emotional and motivational boost through his veins. Quietly elated, Alyx stood up and gently pulled Ailith close, taking her other hand and resting it on his shoulder as he rested his own free hand on her waist, mindfully of course. Now posed together in a traditional dancing duo stance, Alyx let out a soft sigh before wearing a calm smile, even if a hint of blush could be seen on his cheeks.

“… Let’s start slow, alright? Just follow my lead.”

In tune with the distant music at the ball, Alyx gently circled along the floor while guiding Ailith in tow, all while keeping his eyes set on the Bishvoir’s face. The Gallade’s familiar charming, welcoming smile remained the entire time, as if quietly letting Ailith know that no matter what’s happening or how she felt about her skill level, that it was just the two of them here, and that the Gallade was with her every step of the way. The soft hoots from the owls of the night, coupled with the warmth of the corner lamp post providing glowing ambience for the two, further boosted the tranquility to the scene.

Regardless of how Ailith performed, Alyx spoke up quietly after a moment of this tender silence,

Giving a nod to his instruction of starting slow, her eyes fell to their feet. Once he took the first step she followed persuit. At first her steps were unsure and she felt awkward, but once she dared to pull her eyes to his, she felt it all disappear.

This feeling was familiar, yet very different. The warmth of his body so close to hers wasn’t the touch she longed for from her father, but completely new, and she didn’t want to release it.

Her mind payed exta attention to his hand which held her waist. Though gentle, she could feel his grip tighten and loosen with their steps. It wasn't unpleasant in the slightest, and she found they'd hugged in a bit closer.

bluedawnsrp:

Ailith was relieved he’d found his.. ‘phone’ but was more than curious when she saw it. Perhaps it was a small ‘TV monitor’? Those seemed to be very important, and shined like this small object. Ailith had many questions on this thing that he’d tucked away in his poket, but kept herself from asking.

Instead she gave a reassuring smile, “I don’t mind in the slightest. That worried look was quite a sight to see on you. Though I hope you don’t wear it often.”

Her eyes then turned to the beautiful view. Closing them, she let the smooth melody of the music dance through her ears. The current song was a perfect fit for this mood. Anyone who was in the ball room was no doubt dancing to this slow song.

Dancing. This was a skill Ailith wasn’t well rehearsed in. “As a child,” She began without warning, eyes peering in the distance. “My father would dance around the woods with me. He showed me many types of formal dancing, but I can’t say I remember any.”

A small almost earnest chuckle escaped her lips as her view turned to Alyx. “Silly that I’d come to a ball without knowledge on the main event.”

Alyx lowered his ears as he locked his eyes on Ailith as she unveiled a piece of her past in regards to dancing and her father. While he wasn’t too open on the topic of dancing due to his silly insecurities, he couldn’t help but feel sympathy for the Bishvoir, not knowing any forms of dancing to a dressy ball. Alyx lowered his glance to the floor, placing a hand over his mouth as he allowed his mind to dip into thought. What could he say, or perhaps even… do…?

“Mmh, that does sound rough… I can see why you’d feel a li’l conflicted there, miss Ailith.” The white blade looked up at the view where Ailith was looking, taking in the gorgeous purple gradients and soft dots of stars decorating its hues. This, coupled with the soft, slow dancing melody playing all the way from the ballroom… he felt something stir in his heart. His horn resonated once more, giving a brief glow… he had a surge of confidence, a willingness to… try anything.

Anything.

There was no way Ailith would refuse him but the worry his view on her would lower if he saw she was unskilled in an aspect. This was certainly a silly fear and she new it, but it was one that hung on her.

Ailith's earfins twitched at his last comment, though it was quiet, she had heard him clearly. Lifting a glved hand and placing it in his, she gave a nervous nod.

"...I-It would be my honor." Her shy eyes fell to the floor, heart racing, she hoped her mask was doing well to hide her rose blush. She didn't like the idea of allowing others to see her weaknesses, but if it was him. She could make an exception.

“Are you, like…my sister or something?…”

And shortly after letting this escape her mouth, she would come back to. Her wings folded down again and she blinked a few times then cleared her throat.

Ailith had to double take the other bishvoirs appearance, she was hardly recognizable to the look she had previously seen. “Lady Gigit!” Ailith always seemed to grow excited when she was around the other hybrid. She was the only other of the same breeds as she, that she knew. “It is true, I have only recently begun to explore the ball. I have seen quite a few interesting costumes but I must say, yours has struck me the most of all. You look absolutely gorgeous~” 

When she heard the others words her ears drooped in sympathy “I used to think that too. I thought I wouldn’t have a family either. My twins I adopted at 19 years old. They needed a foster bisharp mom, became permanent. And after six years I let Rama into my life though I’ve known him for eight. And I have four biological children now. Somthing I thought I wouldn’t have eight years back. You’d be surprised who will come into your life and give you a family. Friends who be come siblings. It’s all about who’s stubborn enough to change it.”

“I have six children. Three bucks, three does. My oldest are my adoptive twins akiva and Beryl who are 8. Then Arin who is two. And the triplets Galileo, porphyrion, and Aurora are only about 4 weeks old. And I’m not the only one taking care of them. I have my husband and my daughter Beryl helps take care of her little brothers and sisters.” She chuckled rubbing the back of her head “I know six may seem like alot to some species but to others that’s the smallest size of their average litter. Lucky for me bisharps don’t have litters higher then 3. But the only child who caused me trouble is akiva. She’s definitely spiteful. Have no idea where she gets it.” She sighed “ I only had alot of issues when I was a single mother to the twins. I had no idea really what to do at first. But as they got older I learned the tools of the trade. And Rama’s raised over 300 babies in his lifetime. He’s really taught me alot, he’s the only one who can keep akiva from being a little hell raiser.” She smiled. “It’s hard but worth it. I mean I’m not very old, but from what I can tell so far I rather enjoy it. Their is no love as pure as a child’s, and they are quite humorous. The other day Rama raised mayhem with the babies with a Lazer pointer. They were so angry, but it was so funny.”

Ailith gave a sort of nervous chuckle at her question. “Ah, It is not often I have time to do something that I may find ‘fun’ to do. Though when I do get the chance, baking has always been a interest of mine. You see I certainly enjoy sweets so trying new recipes is always a thrill. I also enjoy seeing new places and my lifestyle definitely allows me to do that.” 

Giving another thought of what else would strike her interest she had to dig a bit deep as to what her normal activities were. “I actually quite enjoy most of my everyday life. It allows me to travel to new places, meet new mons, and grow stronger with every battle I face. Though the circumstances may not be the best I am satisfied, for now.”

Ailith took a moment to look around seeing the area had begun to empty. “It seems as though this event has reached its limit. Perhaps it would be best to end this evening as well? I do look forward to meeting your family and I do consider meeting the friend of yours. Tex? You say he is a friend of Alyx’s sister, I’d like to become more acquainted with her but she seems to stray from me. Perhaps he will have some advice.” 

Both of the ladies turned at the sound of a voice directed towards them. Once Estelle laid her eye on the gallade, Ailith knew it was all over. “And here we have her first victim.” She gave a small laugh before dipping into a curtsy and leaving to let Estelle do her thing.

Merick put his hand to the back of his head, feeling like a fool, well now he knows this is a Costume ball

“well We recieved an invitation to this place and uhh…might as well you know? yet I don’t know exactly what halloween even is honestly.” He spoke, fixing his scarf feeling nervous. “I just came by to get some in-…..wha?” He was taken back at the White and blue lady’s words. 

“h-handsome?….r-really?…..haven-t heard someone tell me that before.” he looked away and thought, his face a beet red. ‘well besides gail, but i don’t think we made it that far for compliments’

“Sir Blayz.” Ailith dipped her head in greetings. “What a pleasure it is to see you again. At a event such as this no less. Your outfit is quite the eye catch as well.” Pausing a moment she stepped to the side, allowing Estelle to introduce herself.

As the beat picked up, so did she. Their steps became more intricate and fast paced. “Get ready to spin.” She winked before stretching an arm out for the shorter mon to twirl under. Estelle wore a large smile and laughed enjoyably.

Ailith was impressed with how Alyx had picked up on such a small yet important detail. This was a trick that was often used to get through caves and she hadn’t even thought to pay any mind to the breeze. She gave a small smirk of amazement, her view of him only raising with each moment they spent together.

Making their way to the exit, Alyx’s enthusiasm seemed to make its way to her, or she was just thrilled to see him look so upbeat. Either way Ailith gave a genuine smile with a small laugh of triumph.

She watched as he felt his pants in search of something. “Did you drop something?” Her eyes scanned the nearby ground for anything that may have been of importance. “Perhaps its in the maze.” With that Ailith turned back to the exit and began to retrace their steps. “What is it we’re looking for?”

“I uh,” his voice with tinged with a slight tone of panic, “I… can’t seem to feel my phone anywhere in my pockets… I uh, must’ve dropped it back there…” Alyx glanced back into the maze in hopes that it would be the only case, even if it’s, well… a maze, as challenging as it’ll be.

“Nnh, this is gonna be hell…”

Alyx followed suit after Ailith while keeping a hawk-like eye out for any sign of the flatscreen mobile device, scanning the ground sharply. As the two retraced their steps, the Gallade did his best to keep his cool; he didn’t want to look like he’d be sweating over nothing in front of his partner of the hour, even if having a phone is really important to him.

Instead she gave a reassuring smile, "I don't mind in the slightest. That worried look was quite a sight to see on you. Though I hope you don't wear it often."

Her eyes then turned to the beautiful view. Closing them, she let the smooth melody of the music dance through her ears. The current song was a perfect fit for this mood. Anyone who was in the ball room was no doubt dancing to this slow song.

Dancing. This was a skill Ailith wasn't well rehearsed in. "As a child," She began without warning, eyes peering in the distance. "My father would dance around the woods with me. He showed me many types of formal dancing, but I can't say I remember any."