Ethan glared at Keith, unfaltering at the use of a pet name. He really wanted to bash the table in, feeling ferociously masculine. He growled at Keith. "If Elena finds me attractive after that I will use your detatched leg to beat her." He made a face and fake gagged, leaning backwards in the chair with his arms crossed. He was still glaring but yes he was joking. He narrowed his eyes at Rome, then at the table.

Welp, at least she hadnt had to pull the 'baby' petname out of her bag of tricks. She narrowed her eyes at him, pulling her hands back and crossing her arms herself. She seemed to back down when she realized he was over it- at least, enough to joke about it. "Well, now that you have had your daily dose of threatening my favorite brother- don't get cocky Keith- and don't you DARE tell Fitz or Raean-" She sent him a little glare that said she might not be too opposed to the whole 'detached leg beating' thing when it came to Keith. And still; Keith smirked and leaned back, shrugging. K "One- I knew it. Two- there will definitely be bragging. Three- just goes to show how much the ladies love me." He gave an overdramatic fake hair flip and let out a melodramatic 'oh how it is to be loved' sigh. Asta rolled her eyes. "Anyway, now can we not focus on my brother and get back to the whole nonviolent dance thing? Unless Elena comes up, in which case, Keith might lose a leg for a bat."

She tilted her head at Ethan and gently grabbed his chin, turning it so he faced her. She batted her eyelashes at him sweetly, getting the same misty look in her eyes he did when he didn't want to kill her brother. "Please?"

Ethan huffed at Keith's pride. "If that pride comes in bites you in the ass, I'll laugh." He said with that pissy look on his face, but he was cooling off a little. Rome let out a quiet sigh of relief and sat back. He may be her little brother but he certainly was more protective than a dog sometimes. He looked over at Asta and narrowed his eyes like a cat does in greeting but he meant it like he understood. He accompanied it with a gentle smile and stood up. "I'd like to continue to dance?" He asked her quietly, holding his hand out for hers.

"Thaaats what I was waiting for." She grinned, grabbing his hand and standing. She started to guide him off to the dancefloor when an ear splitting shriek ran through the air. Suddenly, there was chaos. The large, white canopy tent was being pulled down in some places, as though something were pressing down on it. People screamed. More shrill dragon shrieks echoed about, claws ripped through the white canvas tent. People started being yanked out unceremoniously, by other, more obvious threats. Asta had fallen to her knees when something landed on the canvas in front of her. People were running about. The lanterns that had been used for lighting were creating fires... everywhere. Just as suddenly, white gas began to seep in, leaving no crevice untouched. People began falling, left and right, dropping like flies. Unconscious, or dead, who knew? It spread toward them and eventually took them out with it.

((Shall Asta and Ethan be kidnapped in or make it away?))

They should probably be kidnapped for trauma and drama purposes))

Ethan smiled at her, then he frowned, half jumping at the shrieks. He glanced around, was like war or something? He twirled Asta around to protect her, then ended up dropping to his hands and knees as the canvas came down, he ducked as fires started up, motioning for Asta to follow him as he crouched and crawled toward an exit. He clenched his jaw, seeing the dense fog hurling toward them. He tried to move faster but the gas was too fast. He dropped to his hands and knees coughing, and then passed out.

AHA Now Biana gets to take care of Benji and THEY fall in love - cackling of matchmaking all the characters in this series -

Do you wanna do another split role? Like where the first part is the Main OCs view, the second part is the Secondary?))

split roles are fun fun, yes this will be the fun part- I wasn't going to then I remembered the chaos we were about to inflict))

All of the people who had been drugged had gone to the largest building in the town. There weren't any official people walking around or anything, but there had been an announcement that morning ((By Alex)) about how the town was now under control of the Great, Almighty Federation and that they should be proud citizens. Most people who took a step outside of the building were shot on sight. The building was two stories, luckily with a large basement underneath that connected to another building on the side. The entire town was hunkering in the two buidlings, which was just enough, seeing as the population was very small. The injured were on the basement level, being treated as best as was manageable. Asta and Ethan had been assigned a cot, together, as most people had to bunk up with others in order to make sleeping accomodations work. Asta had been numbly staring out the window on the first floor for... a long time. She didn't want to move, eat, drink. She just sat. And stared. It was quite disconcerting. She had rushed around, making sure all her siblings were alive, and afterwards had been this way since.

Biana and Fitz had volunteered their time to help the wounded. Mainly Biana, as Fitz was controlling Astraea and Raean. Keith had gotten a decent sized burn on his leg from some cloth but... well, someone else was taking care of that. Biana, however, had rebrushed her hair ten times that day, pacing anxiously in front of a certain boy's bed as often as she could, hoping to catch him when he finally woke up. Biana was very pretty, she had striking, almost exotic features (to the people of the Reservation) just like the rest of her siblings. Dark, dark brunette hair and emerald eyes. She was two years younger than Benji, but she figured she might as well try. It had been hours, and Biana was just about ready to slap the boy awake.

((I dunno how Benji should be hurt, you pick))

The entire event had been so chaotic he wasn't sure what mostly happened. He felt a little regretful, mostly because so many people were hurt, dead or stuck. Completely encased in the mansion his father kept and it's large neighboring building. He had been racking his mind, pacing every story on both buildings. He'd been walking for what felt like miles and probably was all morning. The whole ordeal was weighing on his shoulders. These were his people, and now possibly a fifth of them were dead. He had spent a little time checking on Benji, and with his father, who hadn't awakened yet, he had been shot in the shoulder-chest area and burned by the fires. Benji was far less hurt, just ...sleeping it off. Or maybe pretending to.

Benji blinked himself awake, he'd been sleeping on his side. He looked up to see a girl nearby, kinda watching him. He huffed, rolling softly onto his back. He'd managed barely to avoid serious damage and only been grazed, leaving a stitched wound over his ribs. The rest of him was fine, he was just sore and sleeping off the chaos. It felt like a nightmare for all of them, the one you hope is a nightmare but realize it isn't soon enough and get disappointed. He took a deep breath and spoke out to the girl. B "Hey," his voice was a little shaky, saying such as he sat up in the bed kinda. "it's Biana right?" He asked, a bit tired looking.