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Emilio gave a delighted gasp, opening up the package and smiling wider than he was already. "These are beautiful, ma soeur incroyable!" He cooed, slipping the earrings into a pocket on the inside of his cloak, the one that held his dagger. "And I'm not flirting!" Emilio defended himself before pausing for a moment. "Okay, maybe I am. But in my deffense, I did run into him."

Emilio looked to the other woman. "We're getting drinks too, would you like to come with us?"

Delphi frowned and glanced toward's Seraphine and Daus this time, giving them the chance to answer the man. Yes, she enjoyed the company of other people almost all the time, but tonight she had been planning on meeting the Zoe boys, who had described that they had some crucial information outside the Southern Bayou. New rites were important to learn, especially as a Seer family before the rest of Orlean's found out.

"I–" Daus began, stammering between each new phrase Emilio said as his hands fiddled, first with the silver scarf around his neck, the golden bangles on his wrist, then his ashy locks. Was the other man really flirting with him? No, he's a LeTour. Stop thinking that. "I, um, you could come if you'd like? Peut être?" He questioned, glancing towards Seraphine. He detested being put on the spot like that, and would much rather have either Delphi or his eldest sister make the decision.

Fio finally located his siblings, and came over quickly. "Emilio! Lou!" his eyes found the Seer siblings, and he winced. "Seriously? Your first festival and you did the one thing I told you two not to do?" he groaned, shaking his head a little bit as he put hands on his siblings shoulders, frowning. "First you run off, now you're bothering the Seers? Gods, you two are disasters." he looked to the Seers. "My apologies for my siblings; this is their first festival and they're excited."

(I decided to write an interaction for you, Mosis. :) Do forgive the quality. )

As Percival strolled around the festival, he slightly hoped not to see anyone he knew. Though, of course, his hopes would be shattered within mere seconds of the thought's fabrication. His eyes found Narthelliot and Garcia, two of his cousins. With great disappointment, Percival rolled his eyes and walked over to them.

"Garcia. Narthelliot," he addressed the two, his voice flat and unenthusiastic, "it's just a pleasure to see you two here. However, if I may inquire, where is Sabastion? Did he choose not to take part in tonight's festivities?" His brow furrowed slightly as he finished his sentence. It was true that though as much as he did not favour his the presence of his cousins, he at the very least wished to make sure they weren't dead. Well, not without his knowledge, of course. Not knowing such a thing would look bad on him.

"Obvoiusly we're disasters, I'm offended you would even think we're not." Emilio gasped, mock offended. "Plus, I get free drinks from those Zoe boys and that means I can give one of said free drinks to a cute guy." He shrugged, his face pretty much saying 'That's the way it is buckeroo.'

"Plus my darling brother, Lou got a new scarf, isn't it wonderfull? And she got me earrings. Remind me to pick some stuff up for the folks six feet under on our way back." Does this man ever stop talking?

(I'm not gonna be super active today, I have an eye appointment. Please don't leave me behind y'all)
(Also I was thinking that Fio maybe has a condition where he just freezes up and can't move for certain periods of time, which would be an in-RP explanation of why he was unable to respond to his siblings earlier. Maybe he's been hiding it from them so they don't worry?)

Fio looked at his younger brother, shaking his head. "Emilio. You know you're supposed to leave the other Families alone." he bit his lip a little bit, trying to figure out what to do about this. "We should get going. I understand that there's a cute boy, but there are plenty of cute boys. Trust me on this one. Don't flirt with a Seer boy; that's just asking for trouble."

Fio looked at his younger brother, shaking his head. "Emilio. You know you're supposed to leave the other Families alone." he bit his lip a little bit, trying to figure out what to do about this. "We should get going. I understand that there's a cute boy, but there are plenty of cute boys. Trust me on this one. Don't flirt with a Seer boy; that's just asking for trouble."

Emilio just raised an eyebrow at Fio. "Fie, they're right there. Do I need to tell Maman about your lack of manners. You'll be the one scolded instead of Lou or me." He huffed, shaking his head exasperatedly. "Anyhow," Emilio clapped his hands together, turning back to the Seers. "This is Fio, that's Lou, and I'm Emilio, though you already know that."

(Also I was thinking that Fio maybe has a condition where he just freezes up and can't move for certain periods of time, which would be an in-RP explanation of why he was unable to respond to his siblings earlier. Maybe he's been hiding it from them so they don't worry?)

(Guys I need approval for this plan before I implement it)

Fio sighed. "Emi." He growled under his breath, before plastering on a smile as he looked at the Seers. "We really should be going. But. It's nice to meet you all." The oldest of the Seer triplets looked physically pained, knowing that they shouldn't be messing with the other Families like this. Bad things tended to happen, especially when Necromancers and Seers mixed. The Necromancers, who guarded the dead, the past, and the Seers, who guarded the future, were typically a volatile if not disastrous mix. And he didn't know if Emilio and Lou adequately understood that.

"Hello!" Lou waved, taking another bite of her chocolate. "This festival is wonderful, isn't it?" She grinned, wiping her mouth with her sleeve.

(It's your character, so it's up to you my dear)

(Yes, but it may also have an impact on the plot which is why I'm asking for y'all's opinion)

(I don't think doing that would or will be necessary. So I don't have a problem with you doing it, but I, personally, don't think you have to.)

(True, it's not necessary, but it could add some interesting elements later on)

"Nope, you need friends, Lou needs friends, and I need fun." Emilio tutted, holding onto Fio's shirt collar in case he tried to make an escape. "And yes, we're LeTours, but it doesn't mean we're bad people. Hell, these two are basically harmless."

"I have friends!" Fio retorted. "And your friends are all dead. I'm not sure that counts, Emi." He reached over to pluck Emilio's fingers from his collar. "Please don't grab onto me." That sort of touch always brought back bad memories. Of course, his siblings didn't know that. He didn't tell them a lot of things, seeing it as his burden to bear and not theirs. No need to tell them everything.

"Not all my friends are dead, just most of them. They're better conversationalists than half of the living population. You haven't lived until you've had a debate on Uncle Tom's Cabin with the lady who wrote it's husband, as I always say." He never said that, I actually think he just made it up.

"I'm not harmless, Emi. I'm a writer," Lou retorted with a playful wink. "An' the pen's mightier than the sword an' all that." She took another bite of her chocolate. "An' I'm an okay person, just so you guys know," Lou added, directing it at the Seers.

Fio blinked several times. "Emi, you have never said that before in your damn life." He replied, shaking his head a little bit. "Please, just–" he broke off, rubbing his face with a hand and looking over at Lou. "Sorry for not answering earlier. Yes, the festival is lovely. Or it would be, if you two hooligans weren't running off at every turn."

"Fio," Lou groaned, "this is the second time today, that I have to say this; I'm not a hooligan, I'm a writer." her grin shifted into a pout. "An' it's not 'runnin' off', it's looking for adventure! An' adventure's waiting at every turn!"