Emerald Xiloscient
Emerald watched the other demon leave, frowning as she debated. She shook her head, thinking back to her: I don't mind; it was just unexpected, and considering this game is supposed to decide the war...it's a pretty big deal. That's all. She wasn't entirely sure she was altogether happy about it, though. She glanced at Woodstock, who seemed disappointed that she had left him to head off to dance on her own. What was she, then? She felt another brief pang of jealousy, glancing at the floor. She debated trying to at least talk to the human, and had glanced back at him again, but then he was gone, jumping into the crowd. Soon enough, even the other human was gone.
She frowned as she looked over the crowd, Woodstack seeming to enjoy himself even as the other demon went to dance with others, though he seoon found her. While she wasn't fond of being the center of attention, it was nice to at least be noticed. Still, she kept to herself. Perhaps she'd try this drinking thing; maybe she did need to loosen up, like Eurydice had said. Humans did that to relax half the time...didn't they? She sighed and started wandering around the edges, humming to herself as she went.
Then the gears changed, and soon everyone had a partner, though she doubted that many of them were real couples. She glanced around and found Woodstock on his own, and made her way over to him, giving a smile as she did. She paused to sniff at one of the bottles she passed by, but shook her head; she just wasn't sure about this stuff, or she'd have tried it by now. She knew how it affected human minds; what if she started talking about demons and hell? She's either be thought crazy or never trusted again. She looked back at him, then over the crowd. "Seems like everyone's enjoying themselves. You haven't already worn yourself out, have you?" She debated internally, even as she was talking. She could try to ask him for a dance, like Eurydice had; maybe it would produce better results.
But she was always too passive about it. Besides that, dancing was one thing she had little experience with. She knew how, had watched humans all the time, but the only time she had ever even tried was a slow dance, and this was sure to be a little different since he had only been trying to teach her at the time."I was wondering if...maybe...you wouldn't mind a dance. I'm not very good at it...but it's something I haven't done in a while..." When was the last time she was this hesitant about it? Any other time she might have been able to be a little more assertive about it. But with so many people around, and the smell of alcohol starting to become the dominating smell, and her sudden insecurities with the new demon going after the same human, she just wasn't as sure of herself anymore. She tried to be angry at herself for being so passive so suddenly, but couldn't manage anything other than the same irritating insecurity. Nonetheless, she would just have to sit and wait for some type of response; after all, he hadn't gone afte the other demon after she had walked away.
Emerald watched the other demon leave, frowning as she debated. She shook her head, thinking back to her: I don't mind; it was just unexpected, and considering this game is supposed to decide the war...it's a pretty big deal. That's all. She wasn't entirely sure she was altogether happy about it, though. She glanced at Woodstock, who seemed disappointed that she had left him to head off to dance on her own. What was she, then? She felt another brief pang of jealousy, glancing at the floor. She debated trying to at least talk to the human, and had glanced back at him again, but then he was gone, jumping into the crowd. Soon enough, even the other human was gone.
She frowned as she looked over the crowd, Woodstack seeming to enjoy himself even as the other demon went to dance with others, though he seoon found her. While she wasn't fond of being the center of attention, it was nice to at least be noticed. Still, she kept to herself. Perhaps she'd try this drinking thing; maybe she did need to loosen up, like Eurydice had said. Humans did that to relax half the time...didn't they? She sighed and started wandering around the edges, humming to herself as she went.
Then the gears changed, and soon everyone had a partner, though she doubted that many of them were real couples. She glanced around and found Woodstock on his own, and made her way over to him, giving a smile as she did. She paused to sniff at one of the bottles she passed by, but shook her head; she just wasn't sure about this stuff, or she'd have tried it by now. She knew how it affected human minds; what if she started talking about demons and hell? She's either be thought crazy or never trusted again. She looked back at him, then over the crowd. "Seems like everyone's enjoying themselves. You haven't already worn yourself out, have you?" She debated internally, even as she was talking. She could try to ask him for a dance, like Eurydice had; maybe it would produce better results.
But she was always too passive about it. Besides that, dancing was one thing she had little experience with. She knew how, had watched humans all the time, but the only time she had ever even tried was a slow dance, and this was sure to be a little different since he had only been trying to teach her at the time."I was wondering if...maybe...you wouldn't mind a dance. I'm not very good at it...but it's something I haven't done in a while..." When was the last time she was this hesitant about it? Any other time she might have been able to be a little more assertive about it. But with so many people around, and the smell of alcohol starting to become the dominating smell, and her sudden insecurities with the new demon going after the same human, she just wasn't as sure of herself anymore. She tried to be angry at herself for being so passive so suddenly, but couldn't manage anything other than the same irritating insecurity. Nonetheless, she would just have to sit and wait for some type of response; after all, he hadn't gone afte the other demon after she had walked away.