Ace Tyrant
"Who are you and what have you done with the real Ember?!"
Ace was yanked hard towards the female with caused him to stumble clumsily over his feet with a small yelp. "Owsla!?" He questioned sternly, before finding himself in her arms. She was clutching him more defensively than affectionately, leaving his brain whizzing with confusion. "Easy there tiger..." The blonde male said in a way that was both meant to be flirtatious and relevant to the situation at hand.
"Ace, why does Owsla have me in her sights?"
"Oh jesus christ. I..Um." He started before simply sighing; noting that Ember's seductive behaviour had now vanished and her body was now held with pride rather than lustful intentions. It was quite odd, but Ace could not come up with a reasonable answer to the situation such just stated what he knew. "You seemed rather...out of character. It's just I did not think you were that kind of lady. I think Owsla took it as threatening." He explained, tone uneasy.
"And why does she have her arm around you?"
Ace began half sarcastically sobbing and pulled Owsla's arm from around him. "I'm sick of girls. Half naked bed pounces, being slapped in the face, finding my long lost companion and now you are arguing over which one of you gets me!" He flopped to the floor comically with his hands raised in the air. "I know I am so sexy and the only one you all want but please have mercy on my poor virgin soul!" He pleaded to the sky, before letting his hands fall to the floor and now becoming unable to hold in his laughter.
"Please let us be civil now. I don't want blood spilled in my nice cabin." Ace pulled himself to his feet, before checking briefly upon Jennifer who now had Champ nuzzling affectionately at her shins pleading for attention. Still her face seemed angered, in fact she finally looked alive. It was beautiful and made his heart beat faster and faster. This situation seemed to had stirred something in her heart. He followed where her pupils were locked to and found the purple haired stranger seated in the corner of the room. "I hope you don't plan on making a mess either. I don't know what you are like after all. Mind me asking your name Sir?" Ace asked with a hint of coldness in his tone yet he did remain awfully polite.
"I don't have any chocolate... but I think he does."
"PLEASENO.NOO....!" Ace begged before the creature began racing across his body, tickling his torso causing the man to make an odd sounding mix between laughter and pain. "IT'S GUNNA BITE ME IT TICKLE STOP STOP ARHHHHH. I'LL KILL YOU EMBER!" He told her before making his way over to the cupboard to look for chocolate. He rummaged the shelves for a small silver wrapper and placed it on the counter. "FLUFFIN STAWP!"