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by on February 27, 2021 at 12:15 am
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“‘Good-looking’? ‘Darling’? ‘Jeff’? How about—”

“DON’T TOY WITH ME!” Lady Mina could feel her whole body shaking. Her face must have been as red as a tomato. She’d never felt so humiliated!

The smile dropped from the man’s face then.

“Alright,” he said, his voice suddenly somber. “I get it. I’m sorry, I’m just messing around. Please don’t cry.”

“I-I’m not—!” But she was. There were tears streaming down her face. She hadn’t realized.

“Ahh… I just didn’t think it was important, you know? I was happy just to be some silly story for you all to tell in the morning. It’s not like I’ll see any of you again, right?”

“Huh?!” That surprised her. “Why wouldn’t I see you again?”

“Oh come now, I’m just someone’s plus one, ain’t I? That’s a straight-up fluke, isn’t it? Who’s going to invite some banker from Lion’s Arch to a ritzy scene like this again?”

I would, but she stopped herself from saying it, and felt mortified that she’d even thought it.

“Anyway, you want my name, right? It’s Trip Leonardis.”

“Trip Leonardis.” She said it softly, considering the sound of it. It wasn’t a bad name. “Thank you, Leonardis.”

He gave her a gentle smile, and she paused, scrutinizing his face. Maybe he wasn’t that bad? A bit rude certainly but…

“You know, you’ve danced with nearly everyone here, haven’t you?” She huffed.

“Have I?” He chuckled.

“But you haven’t danced with me. It is my birthday, you know. That’s quite rude of you.”

“I suppose it is, eh?” That maddening grin of his crept back across his face as he offered her his hand. “May I?”

She took it and he pulled her close, content to dance exactly where they stood. He was still damp from the fountain, but surprisingly warm. As they swayed about the garden, she noticed his scent—like sea breeze and something flowery she couldn’t place.

“By the way,” He spoke casually, in a low voice just loud enough for only her to hear. “The name’s Trip but…”

He twirled her around and gave her a wink.

“Friends call me Bandi.”

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by on March 6, 2021 at 12:00 am
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PART TWO

Ariscille, er… “Professor Arina” scurried back to the buffet tables when it looked safe to. She bumped into a few things along the way: chairs, tables, garden decor, people… Being a human was taking longer to adjust to then she originally estimated. They were so tall! At least she’d stopped tripping as much, but she wasn’t sure she’d ever get used to their long limbs.

She wasn’t sure she’d ever get used to their rich human food either, and as she finally reached the buffet again, her heart sang in anticipation. This crazy party crashing idea of Tora’s had been worth it for the food alone. The people and conversation? Boring! SO dull! But the food? The tiny sandwiches with cream fillings, the roast duck with gravy, the miniature cheesecakes with fancy syrups…  this was the best idea!

He’d shown up at her lab with it out of the blue like he usually did.

“What if we made a human tonic and snuck into those fancy human noble parties with it?!”

The sheer absurdity of it was really what sold her on it. Oh that Tora always has such fun ideas! Jekk would kill them if he found out, but he didn’t need to know…

The tonics were working great too—it was the longest lasting batch she’d made so far at two whole hours! It was damn fine work, but probably most definitely illegal. Tonics had time limits for reasons, it spelled all kinds of legal issues if someone could

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by on March 6, 2021 at 12:03 am
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use what was meant to be a toy as some sort of legitimate disguise.

At present though, she was far more concerned over blowing their cover than being caught with an illegal tonic. And she’d almost done so more than a few times that evening.

Tora was the one who’d setup their cover stories and got them in. She wasn’t even fully sure how he did it but he’d somehow gotten her an invitation as a “human” scientist! Thankfully the backstory he’d concocted for her wasn’t too far from the truth so it wasn’t hard to stay on script. The real issue was Tora’s story…

He’d changed it about six times before they’d even entered the party, even editing little flourishes here and there right up until they reached the entranceway. In one version he was a fallen noble from a distant land, in another he was a fellow scientist with a tragic past… She wasn’t even sure what name he’d finally settled on—it was hard to keep up with it all. Every time someone came to ask her about him, and way too many people did, she simply found herself nodding and agreeing with whatever they said while trying not to contradict whatever story Tora had given them.

They’d separated from each other pretty early in the party since Ariscille was more interested in the food and Tora was more interested in… doing whatever he was doing. She tried to clarify his backstory details the first time they regrouped at the buffet to no avail.

“Eh, just tell em whatever. Ya think they care?” Tora snickered as he popped a few bite-sized pastries in his mouth.

“Oh golly, Tora—” She started before he slapped his hand over her mouth.

“Don’t tell em that one though, eh?” He smiled. His hand smelled like ocean air and flowers (he sure smelled… cleaner lately).

This was ten minutes into the party.

She tried again when he visited later to offer her wine he’d stolen from the kitchen. Then again when he went to introduce her to some people he met. And finally once more when he got her to dance with him on the tables.

“There’s been quite a lot of interest in you, you know?! I’m just having a bit of trouble—Oh sorry! Sorry!” She’d stepped on someone’s foot again. There was a lot of people dancing on these tables and she still hadn’t figured out how to walk in this body, never mind dance!

“You and me both!” Tora laughed as he spun her around. She could still smell the ocean off him, but her sharp asuran nose picked up several other smells: a mix of perfumes, as if he’d gotten a little too close with a little too many nobles. She suspected he’d done exactly that. As she spun, her foot knocked over something made

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