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[ Just noting Ri-Ri's EXIT to Food Corpse ORP ( with Anna, Neil & Siobhan) ]

"Ah, thank you. They are a sign of my accomplishments in my Clan," Lattice said in response to Circe quietly. Her eyes clearly saw the Tattoos that marked on the other ghoul's skin, "Did you do your own ink or did someone do them for you? They are very lovely designs."

Lattice was ignoring TG a little bit. She was a bit miffed at him and cute didn't work on her seeing as she could not see the expression he was making at all.

Zar was more than glad to get out of the stuffy theatre into the much cooler air of the evening, people, there had been faar too many people in there, people yelling, people crying, people bickering, it stressed him out immensely. And now here he was, once again heading to a place utterly full of people. It took a great deal to resist the urge to turn around and head back to his dorm, but he'd promised, and it had actually been a long time since he had last even seen his friend. Texting was one thing, but it was generally so much better to do so in the flesh.

He rubbed his arms to try and warm them up a little as he meandered towards the Maul, making a mental note that he really did need to buy some suitable winter clothes. Suits were great but they really didn't do much against the cooling seasons.

Pausing at the door, he took a deep calming breath before pushing forward. Wow, it was even busier here than at the theatre. His little rubber hoof shoes squeaked on the floor as he wandered into the crowds, marvelling at the very..strange decorations. He was looking for a tree. Initially looking for a tree like the ones he knew, black and gnarled, devoid of leaves. What he found was anything /but/ a small gnarled tree. It was impossible to miss.

And there was Al. Good, he was worried he'd have to spend the rest of the night hunting through this sea of people for him. He closed the distance between them, pushed his glasses further up his nose and finally spoke.

"Erm. Hello."

Zar froze. Utterly froze, looking mortified. He didn't do hugs. Especially not in public, so being seized in one essentially made his brain grind to a halt as he tried to digest the fact that yes, he was currently seized by an overzealous faun. Tonight was really turning out immensely stressful.

It took him a good few moments to actually get his thoughts in line to reply, by the time he even did, Al had him at arm's length. This was a slight improvement. Slight. Not completely though. He cleared his throat, trying to regain his dignity even despite the fact he was blushing as vividly as his skin tone permitted.

"I think they were going to make me go back on stage. So I got out before they could. I almost had a nervous breakdown on stage. I wasn't going to tempt fate twice."

Even as he spoke, he neatly tried to pluck Al's arms off of him with the tips of his claws.

"Freya, this little man is toying with ... TG just wants to ... " An enormous frown settled in on Herryk's features as he stared at that stupid little imp. Part of him wanted to reach forward and rip the little imp's head right off of his stupid little body.

This was one of the worst days ever. It really was. All he wanted to do was go home and see his babies. His sweet, sweet babies. Sweet Nanna and Martta and Skalla and Ingrid and Arya and Skella and... and...

"Herryk is not having such a good day," he .. did he sniffle? It was hard to tell.

((Entering))

It was hard not to notice that he had been followed. A seven foot ghoul was hard to misplace but he continued to trudge his way through town taking random turns and shooting down alleys hoping to lose her. Finally he was at the maul...the last place he really wanted to be. He was no maul rat....but he was certainly up for hassling a few. That and he had to find his Uncle's stupid tea. He couldn't just get any random tea, no, the man had to have the most expensive and hard to find tea out there. Titus could only hope there was a place in the maul that might offer imported teas.

Through the doors he glanced at the directory and spotted a shop called Tea and Time. Well, that sounded promising. Heading in that direction Titus kept an eye out for potential victims though his eyes soon caught sight of some of the tvs in the window of one of the stores. It seemed to be broadcasting live news, the one eyed monster talking about gnomes and elves at war. Now that was probably entertaining to see.

"Well," Al smiled even more broadly. "I'm proud of you. Sounds like you did fantastic!"

Buuut then Zar just had to mention the dress.

"You.... you wore a dress?"

He eyed Zar over curiously trying to figure out how this must have looked.

"How did it look?"

He couldn't hide his impish little smirk in asking this. The discussion of flying piles of vomit flew right over his head in the light of this new detail.