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[b][u]Aliquam: Tobias’ Gala[/u][/b]

[i]‘Snap out it.’[/i]

“Oh,” Lute blinked and watched Rose gracefully leave the dance floor, his face still as bright as a cherry. “How long was I staring?” He murmured before ducking his head and then walking towards the other Guilder, most of which were now gathered around Estelle and a blond partygoer. [i]‘Long enough to embarrass me, kid,’[/i] Delilah’s disenchanted reply was, as always, enough to rock the virtuoso back to his senses. That’s right, his friends were making an awful lot of noise…

“Whoa whoa, no punching!” Lute came in exactly as Moira extended her offer and he waved his arms to try and get her attention away from the stranger, who was bleeding from the… nose? What? Did he do something perverted? The virtuoso cast a confused and slightly critical glance at the poor man before listening in as Amy piped in. Oh, now [i]Trixie[/i] was going dance too. “Y-you know, maybe we should sit down for a while… S-sorry, I just meant that this isn’t the best time to…” He trailed off when Dalia came over. The look on her face was enough to make Lute cringe in secondhand embarrassment before Dylan interrupted the priestess, swigging what looked to be an empty glass.

“I can mute them all if you want, but they would probably-,” Lute said before the lights sputtered out, leaving them in complete darkness, “-punch me.” Well that was cinematic. “Oh-kay. Party’s over for the meantime. Let’s leave the dance floor!” The young man managed to adopt a happy-go-lucky tone of voice that he was anything but. “Uh…” The memory of earlier that he actually planted his face on a lady’s chest was enough to prevent Lute from moving blindly. “Does anyone have a light? Or we can wait [b]quietly[/b] until electricity returns.”