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[kissmydamask]

Right, so I can't be the only one who's noticed that things are getting... a little out of hand, what with the scorch marks, the goo, the Quad pies, the random explosions, the monster dung, the cats --

I'm just going to pre-empt you all and ask what needs to be cleaned up.

- Garden Staff

By the way, can we stick to blowing up cakes and not the toilets

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[waylights]

[ If there's anyone who'd be unfazed by RANDOM SCARF, it's this lady. In fact, she takes the material daintily in hand and tugs on it, very lightly, like a bell. Ding ding, hello up there!

She's dressed in all blacks from her chin to her ankles, black boots and black gloves. The expression on her face is something along the lines of: :CCCCC. Princess needs hugs. ]

[kissmydamask]

[Oh hey, it's that one person who hasn't tried to strangle him with his own scarves.]

...hey, Princess.

[He takes a couple of steps and crouches on the ceiling, pushing off as though to handstand. Instead it lets him sever whatever's holding him there and drops him neatly on the floor in front of Elika. The Prince approaches, holding his arms out to fold her into a hug.]

Doing okay? Does anything hurt?

[waylights]

Doing...well. Let me get back to you on that if all this-- [ motioning to herself ] --goes away.

[ She lets him wrap her up in his arms, body relaxing perceptibly against his. She makes a small, pained noise into his chest. ]

I didn't think being without Ormazd's power would be so...

[ Hard? Empty-feeling? ]

[kissmydamask]

You better. I gotta say, I almost like all this better on Fenris than on you if they keep forcing you to cover up so much. A little mystery goes a long way, but this is a bit much, don't you think?

[He walks his fingers up the back of her neck, playing with her collar and her hair.]

Dim? Dark? Gloomy? Sorry, Princess, but you're gonna have to get used to turning on the lights like the rest of us -- it's tough, I know, but you'll make it. Or make me do it, I think either one works.

[wingsofvirtue]

Oh!

[ Remember that tiny, delicate-looking sixteen-year-old girl from the dance?

She's catching you with absolutely no effort, Prince. ]

Are you alright?

[kissmydamask]

[HOW EVEN. The surprise isn't enough to stun him into holding still, but there's still a second's worth of delayed reaction.]

You know, somehow I think I should be asking you instead. Are all girls this sturdy where you come from?

[wingsofvirtue]

[ SCIENCE. She sets him down and smiles. ]

I'm not sure. Is it weird that I am?

[kissmydamask]

[He straightens his clothes sheepishly, eyeing her up and down.]

Where I'm from most girls are barely able to do their own housework, let along carry around grown men -- unless that's just something that happens in your country?

[shurikenfemale]

[Cissnei's trying to get a feel for the place, figure just what the hell this is all about when she runs into nothing but scarves. She looks up and crosses her arms when she sees this man just jogging on the ceiling. Well, it's not like gravity ever made sense in her home world too much either.]

Impressive.

[kissmydamask]

Haha, you think so? Just when I thought nobody cared any more...

[shurikenfemale]

I might care a little, but you're not the first I've seen try something like that.

[Try being a keyword here.]

[kissmydamask]

Yeah? Who's better, me or them?

[subjected]

[ Did the Prince really think he'd manage to escape people falling on top of him just because he gained the ability to walk above them? If so... well, he'll kind of have to guess again, because when he happens to wander into a patch of slightly darker area up there, somehow--

There's a surprised noise somewhere between a gasp and a squawk in a female voice as something distinctly person-sized suddenly materializes right out of the man's shadow... and then promptly slams into him as gravity takes hold in the opposite direction.

He wasn't looking forward to a graceful return to ground-level anyway, right? Right? ]

[kissmydamask]

[Oh, no, why would he ever do that? It's not like he doesn't enjoy not breaking his back or anything. First he's flattened with a shout of surprise, and then gravity decides to dump them both back on the ground. The Prince has enough wits about him that he tries to swing Claire around so that he doesn't crush her on the way back down, though the same probably can't be said for Claire -- the Prince is trying to land in a way that doesn't break anything, rather than trying to catch her.]

[subjected]

[ There isn't much reason to save or catch Claire- even in that skirt and short, hooded cloak, the woman is strangely catlike, somehow managing to get her feet under her just in time. She lands lightly and mostly bent, her fingertips barely touching to the floor... and her expression a whole lot weirder than her usual stoic or half-annoyed flatness. ]

-- Ah.

[ Well, and then the annoyance sets in. She's got one hell of a frown as she straightens. Of course, the real question is: did he make it out alright without any crushing or loss of structural integrity? ]

[kissmydamask]

[The Prince lands in much the same way, although in a different spot. Yeah, that -- that's pretty weird.]

You got some reflexes, lady. You okay there?

[northswains]

[fldjfnbdsjlfsgkjdg ASHE MAD. ASHE SCREECH. ASHE PUSH THE PRINCE.]

U-Ugh! Girroff thees eenstahnt! [Get your butt of her face, Prince, she can't speak right!]

[kissmydamask]

[WOW ASHE IT'S NOT LIKE HE WANTS YOUR FACE THERE EITHER]

Crap, crap -- sorry! Sorry, I didn't mean to do that --

[northswains]

[Ashe finally manages to push the Prince off of her, and, for a moment, she's pretty much paralyzed. She rolls over on her side and begins huffing, trying to catch her breath. Eventually, she manages to stand and turns to the Prince to..

Ow, that's gotta hurt. PALM MEET FACE.]

What did you think you were doing? How could someone be so foolish?

[kissmydamask]

[He's going, he's going -- HEY. He lets the slap turn his face. Then he lifts a hand to rub his cheek, more out of habit and shock than... okay, so that does sting.]

I said I was sorry!