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[b][u]Academy of the Arts: Dalia’s Group[/b][/u]

[i]“Dylan! Why… why if it isn’t Miss Sander’s own brother come back to visit us! Dylan, you old dog, where have you been?! What have you been doing?! And where… where did you meet such beautiful women?! Tell me!!”[/i]

Dylan nearly yelped as Simon dashed up to him. “Hehe, Simon, good to see you too. You’re just as...enthusiastic as always.” He laughed awkward, glancing over at Dalia, begging for help. His sister just shook her head, a wicked smile on her face. She turned away, motioning for Dylan to distract the photographer. “Come on, Simon,” he said, turning to walk the man away from the group. “Let me tell you what I’ve been up to. Listen, if you want to know where are the beautiful women are, perhaps you should think of becoming a Guilder...” 

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Dalia turned back to the Pride, her cheeks blushing a ruddy red. “Sorry about that, he’s very talented but rather...overbearing.” A couple of them mentioned that they should check out the photos later. “That’s not a terrible idea, to be honest. Oh, not that he takes inappropriate pictures! Well, he does but not like...oh Aislin!” Her blush had spread to her whole face.

[i]"So... what we lookin' at next?"[/i]

Dalia floundered for a moment, trying to regain her composure, when someone else stepped in and answered for her. 

“Oh, only the most interesting man in Aliqaum.” 

“Tobias!” Dalia exclaimed, suddenly awkward. “Of course you’d be here.” 

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“Where else would I be?” he asked with a smile, surveying the Pride with a gleam in his eye. His gaze drifted through the group, lingering on each and every member of the group. Where Simon’s interest had been flashy and in-your-face, Tobias’s was slow and deliberate. “And where did you find such a collection of fascinating people?’ Reaching forward, he took Estelle by the hand, placing a soft kiss on the back of it. “Such...enchanting...people?” 

“Um,” Dalia spun around, glancing around for her brother, praying that he and Simon had gotten far enough away to miss this scene. Oh, where did he get to? “Tobias, these are some friends of...my brother’s.” 

Tobias straightened suddenly. “Dylan’s back?” 

“Yes,” she said, turning to find that Dylan had circled back to approach from the other side, tapping Tobias on the shoulder. “Oh no...” 

Tobias turned around, only to have Dylan smack him hard across the face. 

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[b][u]Academy of the Arts: Keeva’s Group[/b][/u]

Though she was amused by their antics - they where all so imaginative - Keeva watched them with a keen eye, making sure that they were putting the props back in place where they belonged. Nodding at their progress, she glanced up at the clock. Yes, there would be enough time to see the sound room as long as they didn’t run into any distractions. 

[i]“Angél de Cervántes! There you are!!”[/i] 

“Oh no.” Keeva hurried to the doorway, opening ever so slightly, and found herself staring straight into a horse’s rear end. “Not this again!” She pulled the door open, staring at the large obstacle in front of them and girl on top of it. 

“Excuse me,” she said loudly, “but would you mind moving aside. I’m trying to give a tour here.”