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Aviva tightened her lip slightly. "Certainly not." She said in an almost offended tone. "Now is not the time to drink."

"Meh...Hurgh"he fell behind the bar and threw up"oh no..."

She made a disgusted expression at him. "That could've easily been poisoned too." She said, shaking her head.

"Damn... almost got this dumb suit dirty"he stood"Would you like to dance? It looks like everyone else is doing it"

"keep still" she said she jumped up and spun and landed on top of abigors hands on her back

"Quite daring of you, had I not been at the ready, I would've dropped you.", Said Abigor as he held her high into the air, "Acrobatic and a fighter, interesting."

she laughed then got down "you have to be acrobatic for fighting"

"For me, you had to be savagely brutal.", he replied, the good nature behind his voice faded as they swapped to the topic of fighting.

"im done with dancing i feel like i want to spar will you kindly spar with me hand to hand?" she asked abigor

Abigor simply smirked, his features darkened to show the demon he was, "I'd be delighted to partake in combat with you, no magic though.", he replied as he bowed his head.

I was watching the people dancing with sad eyes and drooped ears, slowly sneaking out of my room and down the hall, looking for a door outside when I see far down the hall are glass doors, leading to a gigantic garden of flowers. "Oh my.." I open the door and inhale the fresh sent of flowers before closing the door behind me and walking into the maze of flowers.

"cant do magic" she bowed at him and gets into a ready position "you dont know how many times i had to fight in a dress"

Ever was standing close to one of the walls in the ballroom, watching as everyone danced and enjoyed themselves. She dragged herself away and decided to check out the hall that everyone had been mentioning.

As I walk walking I run into a mysterious being in a all black tuxedo and black cloak with a pale white plague doctor mask. "Hello. Who are you?"

Abigor threw the first strike aims at Slysha's gut as a means to stun her so he can follow with a firm hook, "Then let's do this."

she quickly side steps and hits him in the back with her elbow

Abigor swiftly pulls his fist after missing to return the elbow to her side, "Good movement.", he praised as he leapt back for space between the two combatants.

"Sparring huh?" she listened, "I'd like to join, but I'm really enjoying this," Her cheeks warmed softly.

Garroth blushed. “Well madam would you like to dance somewhere safer?” Garroth asks deviantly.

(Sorry don’t know if this is a word but I hope it is)

"Please don't take this the wrong way Garroth," she whispered, "But this rose has her thorns," The angel summoned in her dual swords.