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She hugged her legs and rested her chin on her knees. Honey nodded as she killed the first Poptart and began the second with less enthusiasm. Her cider was gone, but it didn't stop her from tapping. Closing her eyes, head bobbing as she chewed- happy to be hiding beneath her hood, she swallowed. "Wou'd figgy pudding be a'right for it? Or s'ould we start wit' the entertainmen'?" She was happy to fill the air with talk and noise, it kept her mind off of that flicking filmstrip in her head. Those little red notes dancing here and there.

Kyou locked the door and slowly came down the stairs. It was so busy here, so many people. Kyou felt a pang of guilt, not sure if it was wise to be around so many. Wrapped in patchwork material, hiding mouth and obsidian side of Kyou's face; the taloned arm secured beneath cloth and leather strap. A tear in the material allowed Kyou to draw from the long wooden pipe. The scent of aged vanilla hanging off of the smoke as it twisted away and to the ground, as if knowing to stay away from people. Walking cautiously, Kyou kept a few paces from Azana and Tyler- shy of both of them.

She nuzzled against Gren's palm a moment. Happy! Snapping up the fruit, she was gone in a flash, hiding under Adam's seat. Curling around the fruit, putting paws on either side and resting her head on the top of it. It's mine all mine! She yipped softly, watching the world from from her hiding spot.

Malachai cheered, wrapping his arms about James in a tight hug, nuzzling their cheeks together. "You're the best best best best! I love all of you people soooo much! I'm gonna protect this place, yeah!"

Gren chuckled. "We'll need it...thank you, Malachai."

"Urk!" James was enveloped in the hug, feeling a bit squeezed but happy to be appreciated. "Y-you're welcome, dude..."

Azana chuckled, watching James get smothered in incubus gratitude. Seeing him again was a treat, especially considering how much he'd been on her mind lately.

"We need to set up a sign-up sheet, just to make sure we have all the dishes covered." Sosol hunted about, finding a piece of paper and writing down a header. He wrote Honey's name, followed by "figgy pudding". Now, what would he bring...?

Kristen set down the empty tray, watching the love fest for a moment before joining in, hugging James and Malachai alike. "Congratulations!"

Tyler breathed a sigh of relief. He would never have to see that devilish dominatrix ever again, if he so chose. To Kyou, he nodded. "Take a seat...I'm working on its insides first."

She lay on the floor, playing air guitar, "T'ere are a lo' a people. 'Ou're gonna need a 'uge bird."

Kyou perched on the chair, stifling a cough. Moonlit head tilted to the side, watching.

Mel smiled sweetly, setting the bottle out of Kiran's reach, "I don't want to ruin his fun with my favor. He certainly is an exuberant one. It's funny how Mr Degas always seems to befriend such lively people."
Kiran sat silently, waiting and sipping at the cider he'd been given. The tufts of his ears bristled and flared with each sip- either too hot or the flavor being strong would never be known. He looked almost asleep as he looked at the page beneath Mel's other hand.

She gave a happy grumbly noise at the petting. A paw protective over the fruit. That's right she was cute! Her ears twitched, tail uncurled and waved lazily behind the couch. The white puff dancing about with nary a care. She nosed the fruit, wondering if it was firm enough to be thrown and retrieved.

"Aren't you gonna eat that..?"

Malachai beamed. "Should I order them now? I learned how to use my phone! I can call people and text." he said proudly.

"Speaking of...Kiran, are you all right..?" asked Gren, a bit worried by the silence.

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Adam blinked, fidgeting. He looked around, and spotted a chew toy under the coffee table: a rubber squeaky pork chop. He snatched it up and held it high, wiggling the toy. "Want it?"

It squeaked.

Gren looked unconvinced. "Are you sure?"