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T laughed, her smile growing as the Duchess acknowledged her. "Oh, was I really so predictable? I'll have to make extra sure I come when you don't expect next time."

She fiddled with her gloves as she spoke, her deep red hair falling gracefully over her fully purple complexion, adding a kind contrast to the mainly white and purple color scheme.

Wander walks away, towards the drink area, Welp time to struggle to get a drink

The Wyverian put a hand to their chest. "It's great to be your 'partner in crime', Light," they responded contently. "For all intents and purposes, you can call me 'Ragia'. If it pleases you!" A red eye winked at that! "If you ever need passage through the Deserted Island of Moga, let me know, yeah? For whatever reason. You needn't tell me!"

Rhens took notice of Wander moving along and made his way over. "Need a hand Wander?" He asked, his book moving near the floor for wander to use as a platform.

The Duchess looks briefly horrified when Wendy offers to help clean. "I could not accept that; you are my guest. It is my honor to provide you with everything. There is no charge, in goods or services. I only ask that you enjoy yourself, go home happy, and use the time that you would have spent cleaning here to catch up on sleep, the better to remember the time you had here." Her smile grows crooked as she looks back to T Mori. "Ah, but perhaps the question is, can I surprise you?"

"... can you surprise me? That depends. I've seen a lot. And a lot of it was faintly purple." Ha-ha. Vision problems. "I doubt you can. After all..." She decided not to continue that sentence, just flourishing her dress a little.

She stretched with her other set of arms, which had the same gloves on... but they were fingerless. That is a total hazard, but that was the intent of it.

The female sighed and nodded, but before she could take no for a awnser she added “but I must say, it must be hard to clean this up alone. Please just let me help. Even for a hour.”

"Thanks friend," Wander said, getting on the book.

"Of course. I'm always happy to help." Rhens said, the book lifting up to allow Wander easy access to the drinks.

The Duchess' voice was stern, and she turned fully toward Wendy, squaring off her body and putting her hands on her hips. She seemed to be slightly taller, and her expression was all business. "No," she replied firmly. "Not for an hour. Not even for a second. I have servants and magic; what I do not have is enough shame to see my invited guests cleaning after an event I created for their enjoyment." Putting a hand over her heart as if this was quite flustering for her, she slowly turned back to T Mori. "Well, then perhaps the best I can hope for is give you the opportunity to surprise me, hmn? Will you accompany me to the edge of the bluffs?"

Wander gets on the table, "Thanks." Wander gets some punch, and finds out it was spiked, "This has been spiked..."

"Oh? A summon from the master of the party herself? Well, what self-respecting partygoer would I be if I were to decline?" She smiled just that much wider, her first set of hands gesturing flamboyantly. Her plotting brain was already set into motion by the "give you a chance to surprise me".... she'd surprised too many people rather mortifyingly in her lifetime so far.

The edge of the bluffs... a summon from the host... what is being planned? I like wherever it's going.

“Your no fun Dutchess” she mumbled and sat back on the stairs, going back, to being really bored, as well as string to guilt trip them

Though no one appeared interested in dancing, the fiddler continued to play on. Dance was hardly required to enjoy music, after all.

His eyes were mostly down on his instrument or sometimes closed entirely, but now and then he looked out over the room. It was a fascinating assemblage that had gathered. In fact, it seemed reasonable to wager that he was not even the most dangerous individual in the room - and that was before considering any "abilities" anyone might have. That, too, was fine. After all, he really had only come to enjoy the party.

"I can't hold alcohol to save my life... So would you know where the bathroom is?"

"Hmm, can't say I do. Perhaps ask the Duchess?" Rhens allows Wander back to the floor, a bit concerned for him but not overly worried.

pan worke up from his drink and then felt thirsty. " does anyone know where the punch is?" he asked the air

Wander runs over to the Duchess, "Excuse me do you know where the bathroom is?"

"No idea..." Elliot answered from Pan's lap. "Maybe ask the pink thing. I thing I heard him complaining about it a moment ago."

The Duchess, no fun? "Oh, that's objectively not true," she says with a wink to Wendy, and then turned, putting a hand on T Mori's back to better lead her down to the bluffs. But then she is bombarded with questions, and pauses again to give Wander directions to the bathroom. It happened that she did know where the watercloset was in her own home. That completed, she raised her voice slightly, "Anyone is invited to accompany us, if they wish, of course," and with that would lead the way down to edge of the bluff that overlooked the beach below, and the frigid waters of the bay. "See down there?" she points at the beach, and as she does so, an enormous herd of walruses suddenly comes flopping their way up onto the beach, grunting and groaning and bringing the faint smell of fish guts with them, even when viewed from so high up.