ACT I SCENE I "Greetings in shame"

[SmolOverlord]

ZOOM TO: CONFLICTED EMOTIONS

Ushered towards the blonde Caelia had become very familiar with her panicked face lit up, he was safe. It was okay. Her fingers, which held Gio's arm tight enough to draw blood, retracted for a mere moment as she went to pull Luce close, pausing for a moment however upon hearing his French ramblings. She let out a shaky breath and turned to Gio, then to Luce. People were quickly crowding around and Caelia took a deep gulp of air before grabbing Luce's arm gently and attempting to push through people and take him back to the wall, simply hoping Gio and possibly Hiro were following. "Respirer, Luce." Came her voice, perhaps the panic visually had dispersed from her features but it still was evident in her tone. A spot of blood still trickled from her forehead as she attempted to smile at Lucien. "A nightmare- it's still going on, but right now we're safe. You need to be calm, yes?" She glanced again from Gio to Lucien, before quickly pulling Lucien in a tight hug, trying to mask her sobs "...I am very glad to have found you, amico."

After a few moments of rubbing Lucien's back to ensure he was okay she moved slightly to gesture to Gio, trying to stop her fidgeting. Everything was a mess. She'd made a mess bringing the boys here, and they all were suffering. She had just wanted to do to a school to become a more prominent exotic dancer, to meet up with Gio, to remain with Luce. But it was a mess. A big pasticcio. "S-Spiacente- Pardon- Sorry..." Her fists clutched at the fabrics of her skirt and she began to shake again, sobs fighting their way from her throat and she began to sniffle. "...A mess... Big mess..."

[Ktoasty]

Takuya rolls his sleeves up. It's time to get down to business. To defeat. The huns. "HAH!" Did they send him daughters? Well, there are a fair amount of girls here. But there's a good amount of sons as well. Either way, he plays a tune on his rubber band for old times sake.

[Squidzz]

Shiro saw the crowd slowly shuffle away... Dejected, he lowers his head and walks back to where he was before.

"Maybe I was too direct... Maybe he just doesn't want me around... I suppose I could try something else..."

He slumps down to the floor and grabs his clay out again, with his hands shaking he tries to wet it, but he pours too much and the clay becomes too soft, he lays there trying to save it but the clump won't stop drooping.

[Spell Craft]

Utterly trancelike.



Was there ever before such a human Giovanni had met? Who was this, that he glazed his eyes upon like feast for for Gods. This blonde-haired, succulent king among men, who’s simple aura could silence a room the moment his presence blessed those who gaze upon him. Was this it? Was this what fate looked like, dazzling under the dim-lit filament of such radiant beauty Gio had never seen before. Is this love?

Giovanni was rendered speechless. And, how could he speak? Uttering any amount of words in the presence of this deity felt like it could spoil the spell Gio was put under. Even if Gio couldn’t understand a single word Luce mumbled, the heavens surely sang with each word that came from his mouth. Gio’s jaw dropped. What is this? Giovanni felt his heart race. It’s beats were so loud, surely Caelia could feel it, or the other could hear. Gio began to flush. He needed to calm down, or get out of this situation before he devastated his one chance to make a good enough impression to his God among men, or else he would regret it for the rest of his life. What was Gio to do? For now, he remained silent for quite some time, simply gawking at Luce. While Gio recognizes he needed to shelter himself from embarrassment, he simply could not move from Caelia’s side, stuck in his hypnotic state of mind.

[Sara Soul]

Hiro sees Caelia, Gio, and Luce all run away to somewhere. He then watches Shiro walk away and frowns, apologetic. He makes note to try talking to him later...

He then goes over to where the three ran off to and stands nearby, watching the conversation.

Well, at least they're reunited and happy...

[SmolOverlord]

[ALU POST]

KEY DIRECTION: AVOID GIO

Lucien has little awareness for what's happening but regains some clarity upon feeling Caelia hug him tightly, he feels his mind return to the real world. He seems ready to sob a little but remains strong. 

Seemingly unaware of Gio and Hiro still being around, Lucien later feels the need to hug Caelia tightly again, now dry heaving a little. "C'est pas de problem, Lucien is okay. I'm sorry to worry you." 

He breathes in deeply and catches his bearings. "Nightmare, oui, nothing more." It is now that he notices Hiro and Gio. He doesnt know what to do with Hiro so he just nods a little but he scrutinizes Gio a little. He looks away, seemingly annoyed and lets go of Caelia. He notices a bit of blood on her and pulls a handkerchief out of his breastpocket and cleans up her wound "Alors, it seems we are all okay but a little... distressed..." he seems fixed on cleaning her wound so he doesnt have to interact with Gio

[Squidzz]

Shiro continues to sculpt to himself, the clay has dried a bit but he's still having trouble

[SmolOverlord]

CUE: QUELLED MENTAL STATE

Caelia feels her emotions knitting back together, the panic she initially felt consume her diminishing down to just a flip in the bottom of her stomach. She smiled warmly up at Luce, glad for his appearance and company, and even giggling a bit at his handkerchief as it brushed over her skin. "Oui! It is all very strange- the bombs they claim we have, the strange dreams..."

She crosses her arms and sighs softly out of her nose, pausing for a moment as her gaze leaves Luce and she notices the almost... starstruck looking Italian. Her eyebrows furrow in confusion, having known Gio better than everyone she can recognize his look from a mile away. Her smile, which was bright and for a moment thankful falters back down to just a soft grimace. "A-Ah, ami, have you met Gio? I have spoken a bit about him but never truly introduced him..." She moves to stop his hankerchief as she mutters, "...quelque chose d'anormal est faux..." Her grimace falls and she attempts to smile again, "But it will be alright, si!" She stops and fidgets again, her nails pushing into her skin. "...Si."

Her brown eyes land back onto Gio, scrutinizing. There's something offputting, something unfamiliar in the way his eyes bare into Luce. She didn't want to try and pinpoint what he was feeling, because from that sparkle in his eyes she already knew, and it hurt. She felt cold. But she shook it off and mumbled softly: "oui, quelque chose de très faux... indeed..." Before shrugging her shoulders and forcing a grin. Interaction socially was not a strong point, she'd much rather dance through her feelings- but that was not an option. She let her gaze flutter back to the man before her and she closed her eyes in a fleeting thank you gesture. "Merci, Luce."

[SmolOverlord]

[ ALU POST ]

CUE: APOLOGIES

Luce stares at her, half-surprised and half-annoyed with the dude staring at them. He doesn't catch on to anything so he just glances up at him. "Lucien. Caelia's... amie." He has trouble saying the last word and huffs. He doesn't make an effort to say anything else to the man. He puts his handkerchief back in his pocket and with a strange expression makes a tsk noise. "Alas, nous sommes arrives dans une problem..." He looks around and then down at himself and Caelia. "Mon fault, forgive me Caelia. You deserved a normal life..."

[༺☆Venelop3☆༻]

A light brunette girl with beautiful and frilly purple clothing comes into the room, she still looks half asleep and looks like the dust had a stronger effect on her, she's clutching a wireless microphone which is a silvery pink colour and she was grasping it so hard it looked like she'd never want to go, and it must of been a important possession to her. She saw the crowd of strangers outside of the room and as she went to grab a drink from the alpaca made a comment,

"Ah, I'm so glad none of was injured from that event, we should all work together to try and make sure we all survive shall we?"

Then she saw long silvery hair and eyes gold and as cold as pure hell, there she is Lilo thought, she kept smiling though, no sadness must be shown in times of crisis.

[Misaki]

Rin was slightly unerved by Koshiro's mention of bombs inside them but still tried to keep her cool as he left. She then looked around and noticed a familiar face with brunette hair nearby. She briefly stares at Lilo and then looks away without saying a word...

[SmolOverlord]

PAN OUT: CAELIA SAYING OTHERWISE

"Non, ne dis pas ça!" Her voice comes out before she can stop herself and Caelia wrings her scratched fingers out of habit. "My parents work at a circus, I moved from italy to france, j'ai vécu dans la rue pendant des années. How normal could a life like mine get?" She attempts a laugh before moving one hand through her silky blonde strands in an attempt to comfort herself. Gio's gaze still hadn't left Luce and it left Caelia fazed and feeling a tad confused. She took a step backwards and her gaze fled to the floor as she retracted to her own thoughts. She spoke softly towards Luce, "En plus, j'adore danser. j'aime la foule-" A soft smirk placed at her lips as a hand goes to her hip, it does seem a tad forced however as she goes, "-and they amour me, Luce."

She trails off however, more unsettled by Gio's staring and the pink rising to his cheeks. She feared what it meant, and it left her feeling suddenly quite uneasy. "...il mio amore? Are... you feeling okay?" The words left her tongue as easily as a human drunk water, and yet sounded unsure. Her gaze flicked back to Luce for a moment. "il ne va pas bien, i'm sure. His cheeks, very rouge."

[SmolOverlord]

[ ALU POST ]

ZOOM IN ON: DRAMATIC FRENCH BEEF

Lucien huffs and puts his hands in his pockets. His eyes dart from a nearby exit to Gio to Caelia and back in a random order as he decides what to do. He shakes his head "Tu sais ce que je ressens pour ta danse, Caelia..." He sighs again and his eyes stare Gio down for a good while "Bien que oui, je suppose qu'ils vous adorent... bien sûr... they would." He doesnt seem interested in Gio's strange reaction or situation and looks back at Caelia "Je ne saurais pas s'il va bien, ce n'est pas mon petit ami, est-ce qu'il?"

Lucien seems to try defeating a door out of this conversation in a staring contest because his annoyed expression is glued to the door.

[SmolOverlord]

CUE: MORE FRENCH

The busty blonde seems frozen for a few moments, and her hand moves up to her forehead. Her nail presses into the wound and she scratches again, softly, slowly. "...copain." She whispers, almost as if in a trance. Her eyes search the floor closely and she takes a deep breath. Her eyes fly back up and she sniffs. "il n'est pas à moi non plus, autant que je le souhaite."  Caelia's forehead is pulsing and her nail retracts, instead she presses her open palm to her head and closes her eyes, struggling to come up with a decent response as she mulls over her words. "Luce, please. qu'allons nous faire?"

She begins shaking, then stares up at him as if telling a secret so terrifying it'd break her spirit. "Ne lui dis pas, mais j'ai peur. Allons-nous faire sauter? My dreams... My dancing..." Her eyes ghost from his to Gio's, and she lets out a very audible whimper, "Mio caro..."

[SmolOverlord]

[ ALU POST ]

MID-SHOT OF SAD FRENCH CONVERSATIONS

"Pas le tien hein" Lucien looks at her with annoyed surprise. "Eh bien, je suis sûr qu'il sera l'un des nombreux à tomber amoureux de toi en temps voulu." He gives her a sarcastic grin "Ils font toujours." He stretches and tries to act like he's fine by shrugging a little "Peut-être. Peut-être que ce sera bientôt la fin..." He gulps and shivers a little "J'essayais de ne pas y penser..."  

He mumbles "Si seulement je ne vous l'avais pas dit ce jour-là..." while looking down. He sighs deeply and seems ready to cry. His shrug definitely didn't help.