~*Imladris Christmas Party*~

[Alatáriel]

Ala clapped. No big clap: she needed to save her energy. With all these awards to go though, who would want the clap like a maniac through every single one of them? Seemed like it was going to be a long night.

Twitchy suddenly jumped onto Dom's lap and began scratching him to death. Dom jumped and panicked. Grabbing Gizmo, he backed away from the cat. Ala suddenly screamed, 'DOM!' Both Twitchy and Dom jerked their heads back. Twitchy suddenly rushed into Ala's lap and began to purr. Petting him, Ala took another sip of her drink.

'Well that was odd... it was as if...' Dom trailed off.

'As if...?'

'As if he answered to "Dom"...'

Ala shifted around in her seat a bit, shifting her eyes also, 'Hmm... that is odd.'

Shifting around in her stool a bit more, Ala took another sip of her drink. Dom began to bandage his flesh wounds, which were sure to leave a scar. Twitchy's purring died down, and he began to eye Dom e-villy. 'Is that cat... okay?'

'Yes, yes, he is fine.'

Suddenly Lëowen and Elijah sat down next to Mip and Billy. Lëowen occasionally gnawed at her wrist. Ala made her a drink. After eye-ing it carefully, she took a sip. 'GAH!!! I'm dying!!!'

'No you aren’t.'

'Yes, I am!'

'How can you be dying if you are already dead?'

While the two fussed, Twitchy jumped off of Ala's lap and walked around the bar to Elijah. He began rubbing against his legs, then went to Billy and did the same.

'Okay. I’m starting to really wonder about that cat,' Dom said.

'What is to wonder about it?'

'Well, for one thing, it hates me.'

'No it doesn’t... see,' Ala went over and picked up Twitchy. She handed him to Dom and he suddenly began to purr. 'Now, Dom, be nice...' Both the cat and Dom looked at her. 'Ermm...*slinks away*'

[Istawen Aeros]

Immy watched the awards being handed out and clapped vigourously when Niluial took hers. It was very impressive.

She looked around her and stared at Orli and Bill and Dom...she had never seen them so up close before. An arachnid crawled up the wall, and she froze, narrowing her eyes at the monster, wondering vaguely if she was related to Shelob, daughter of Ungolient. Edging away from the eight legged beast, she focused her attention upon the wall. A soft body landed upon her, a tickle creeped about her neck. A hair leg appeared upon her upper arm followed by the slim body of the spider. Immy held her breath and watched as the spider crawled down her arm and rested upon her hand. She shook it, but the spider kept it's balance. With a shudder, Immy resigned herself to her unwelcome campanion. "Hello, Shelob," she muttered, scowling at the creature.

[Ophelia]

Something went crashing out of the broom closet . It was no other than Ophe who was now swiftly jumping to her feet and acting like nothing had happened while kicking all the brooms back into the closet . To the people looking at her she just murmured something about "must have fallen asleep in there" and "I was just looking for a quiet place" .

With messy hair and still sleepy she went to find Nilly which she did . And trying not to sound as sleepy as she looked she just saked "Could I have the keys to my room pleace ? I find broom closets uncomfortable for peace seeking , and .. maybe .. well .. sleeping too . When something big that I wouldn`t like to miss happens send someone up for me . And do not take this as a insult to your party - it`s fabilous and all , but ... Well I must be off for not to fall asleep somewhere here again ." But Ophe saw that Nill is kinda busy or so she guessed so she just added "Tell you what . You give me directions of where to find the keys and I`ll find my way . If that is not too much of a burdan to you."

[Lëowen]

'Dom Save the Queen!' shouted Leo suddenly. Mip snickered, but everyone else looked a bit confuzzed. Elijah blinked at her.

'What queen?' asked Agent Lofty.

'Tig.'

'....tag.'

'Tog.'

'Double-Tag.'

'No, no, no! You can't Double-Tag a Tog!' Amused by Elijah's confuzzedness, Leo pulled out a trout and whacked him several times.

'Ouch.'

'I'm sure. Do you, by any chance, have a terrible fear of penguins?'

Elijah paused, thinking. '....no.'

'Curses.' Thus thwarted, Leo moved Ala's drink o' death away carefully, and sat back in her seat to watch the Immies for awhile.

[Mippin]

Mip watched Uncle Dom closely as he bandage his wounds. 'That's gonna leave a scar, innit?' she said, facinated by the blood that dripped down his arm, and made the white bandage a shade of red, soon to be brown. He nodded, and scowled. 'Scars are fun.' Mip said in reply. Billy gave her an odd look and tried to edge as far away from Mip as possible. When Uncle Dom was done, and Mip had settled that everyone was dying, Mip took Billy up to the stage.

As she got up on stage, Mip prepared mentally, and wondered if she could use this to 'gauge her schtick' so to speak. Okay, here goes!

Mip approached the microphone with Billy, and spoke.

'Well, I seem to have forgotten what this schtick is all about, and since you're either all dying of boredom, or are nearing drunk, I'll just come out and say it. The party is officially over. Go home.'

the crowd looked at Mip annoyed and groaned.

'Well that was smart, Mip.' Billy said.

'I thought it was. Not like you could come up with a better one, anyway.' Mip said, acting upset at Billy's comment.

'Yeah? Well maybe you'll think differently after I take your soul.' was his rather odd comeback.

'My soul? You can't take my soul.'

'Sure I can.'

'Wanna bet?'

'Sure, everyone knows the effective ways to steal souls. I mean, all you need is a nice little vacuum, and a jar.' Billy continued in a sportsman like manner.

'Dear Uncle Billy. One simply cannot take another's soul. You are a mortal. And unless you posess supernatural powers, which let's just face it, you don't, you really can't take my soul. A vacuum? Surely you musn't believe that a soul is actually a material possesion?' Mip said.

'Unless it is.'

'Well, yes, I suppose then it would be. Unless it isn't.'

'Well then it wouldn't be, now would it?'

'Dude.. the schtick.. have you forgotten the schtick?' Mip asked a bit annoyed.

She continued. 'Anyway, the point here is that this next award goes to someone would can debate far better than either one of us can, at least when it comes to soul sucking, this next award, is for the Best Debater One who is cunning, sly, and can prove a point, nearly irefutable! This award, this great honour, goes to none other than... Novnarwen!'

At this the crowd roared with cheer and applause louder than ever before, Mip had the feeling that it was so, not only because Nova had won such a great award, but also because it meant that she and Uncle Billy were obliged now to shut up and leave the stage. And, as the audience so bade them, the two walked off the stage, as soon as Nova had accepted her award and began her speech.

[Alatáriel]

Ala clapped again to the next award. Dom paused for a moment, gave a weak clap and went back to bandaging the flesh wounds. 'How long is it going to take you to do that? You've been at it for like an hour.'

'Well... I'm not the one that scratched me.'

'In a way, yes.'

'What do you mean?' Dom said, pausing from the flesh wounds.

'Erm, well...' Ala looked down at the cat that had so brutally attempted to kill Uncle Dom. He was rubbing against his legs as if nothing ever happened. Uncle Dom tried to kick him away. 'DONT DO THAT!' Ala screamed at him, picking up that cat.

'What? I only tapped him!'

'So?! Just because he tried to murder you, doesn’t mean you can kick him!!' Ala yelled, whacking Dom very hard with her squeaky penguin.

'Was she liked this when she was tied to you?' Dom asked Elijah, who was rubbing his head from the attack with Lëo's trout.

'Erm, she did hand me a yellow vest and bow tie when that cat came. I got a few scratches from attempting it... but the cat didn't jump onto me and start scratching me to death out of no where.'

'Will to two stop referring to him as 'it' and 'the cat'?!' Ala broke in, 'His name is Twitchy, or if you like, you may call him Merry.'

While Dom pondered over the yellow vest, the bowtie, and the Merry thing, Ala was stroking the cat, who, oddly, began to purr. Setting him down onto the ground, Ala turned her attention back to the stage to watch Nova's speech.

'I think I've got it!' yelled Dom out of no where.

Ala whacked him with a squeaky penguin, 'No you don't.'

'Darn it! I just lost it!' Don said, beginning to mumble about the cat.

[Mippin]

Mip and Billy headed towards the bar, made a pit-stop at the DJ station, played another very long record, then proceeded to where they were seated before. Mip reached over and patted Merry on the head, dodging the blow that the cat dealt her in reply. She sat and looked around. 'Did you put Gizmo away safely?' she asked. Uncle Dom nodded and continued bandaging his wounds. 'You still haven't finished?' Uncle Billy asked, seemingly trying to find some crack to make about it.

'Say, Uncle Billy, do you have one of those tiny litle jars you keep the small souls in available?' Mip asked Uncle Billy. He looked at her a bit puzzled.

'Souls? What souls?' He said in defense, but all the same, handed her a miniscule jar. Mip looked at it, and made sure it wasn't too big. Ala tilted her head towards Mip.

'You aren't gonna attempt vacuuming a soul, are you Mip?' She asked skeptically.

'Of course not, this wouldn't really fit an entire soul.. maybe a very small soul.' she replied, with a wry look on her face as she eyed the cat in Ala's lap. Ala twitched and moved her arm to protect Twitchy/Merry, which only resulted in a bit of blood.

'Well, I don't want Twitchy's soul.. I only want some blood. Dom's blood, actually.' she said with a sheepish grin on her face. Ala glared at Mip, and tried to protect the cat once more. Uncle Dom looked a bit frightened. Mip chuckled and placed the jar under Uncle Dom's arm, and let a few drops of blood fall into it, enough to fill the jar, which was extremely small.

'Why do you want Uncle Dom's blood?' Lëo pondered.

'Next you'll be asking me if I want Satan's blood,' Mip said, a bit sarcastically, although it was very tempting. 'I just felt like bottling some blood, and Uncle Dom just happened to be bleeding.'

Ala glared at Mip. 'I'm bleeding too, ya know.' Mip chuckled, and took out another tiny jar with a red substance in it, labeled 'Amarië', waved it under Ala's nose, then pocketed it again.

'Why exactly, are you collecting our blood?' Ala pondered suspiciously.

Mip pondered herself... she liked blood. Never did anything with it, just collected it. An odd hobbie, but hey, imagine how much she could get for Uncle Dom's blood on Ebay! Not that she'd ever sell it.. 'As..as not to abuse Merry, of course.' she nodded.

'Of course,' Lëo said, 'unless you weren't.' she began trying to saw the rope with a spork.

'You really don't like being tied to me, do you?' Elijah asked her. She glared, and continued sawing at the rope.

[Niluial]

Niluial walked quickly onto the stage. She had been in the kitchen taking care of a few things that hostesses do… or so she thought. Niluial walked into the spot light, something she loved to do. The crowd quieted down and waited patiently for Niluial to begin.
“Ahem” she looked at the few people who were still talking, “Debating is a fun thing to do. You can express yourself and give your views or put your feet in someone else’s shoes. Many people express themselves in many ways some good, some bad and some that come across as odd or funny. Mippin and I found it rather hard to find out the Weirdest Thing Said because there were so many funny and weird things! But we had to find the winner so the winner of Weirdest thing said is the one, the only Alatáriel for Ah, something about the birds thing... if you were considering the birds, it would actually be better to throw things, 'cause then the glass would all break and the birds would have nothing to fly into and kill themselves, unless the birds wanted to die... then well... let them fly into the house... “ Niluial smiled and waited for Alatáriel to come onto the stage.

[Alatáriel]

Ala made her way up to the stage, Uncle Dom behind her. He took out a pair of sunglasses for the bright lights, Ala soon did the same. 'Thank you Nil. Wow, I never would have guessed it would have been that that got me the weirdest thing said... but then again, you do have suicidal birds... lets see... need to think of a schtick... but I mean, there are suicidal birds out there... haven you ever seen those Windex commercials, with those crows who kill each other off by making their minions fly into the windows to test if it works? Birds are really crazy creatures really.

'Well, this was part of the debating section... so, Dom, do you have any ideas for a schtick?'

'Yes, we could do it on the importance of saving this earth... by planting trees,' Uncle Dom replied.

'Well, yes we could very well do that, but considering the award was about the weirdest thing said, which was abut birds being suicidal, which was in the debate section, particularly under the glass house debate, shouldn't we do it on that?'

'No.'

'Yes.'

'No.'

'Yes,' Ala said once more whacking him with her giant squeaky penguin, 'Yes.'

'But we should spread the world, you know just help out a little, plant a tree... be kind to the earth.'

'But also I got the award for something that doesn’t relate to that.'

'Yes it does relate to that.' 'How?' 'Well... if you think about it... the thread also talked about glass splinters that you may get in your foot if you were to throw something in the glass house, break something and get a glass splinter in your foot,' Dom pulled out a laptop and pointed to a part on it, 'And trust me, splinters hurt, a lot. I had a titanium splinter once in my foot,' Dom made a hand motion, motioning the size of the splinter, 'And it was just awful... the others,' Dom paused and glared, 'Claimed it was this small wooden splinter about this,' Dom measured with his hand again, 'big... wooden... trees... planting trees... get it?'

'Well, yes... but it still is about birds being suicidal so technically, we should do something to tribute to the poor suicidal birds out there.'

'But we should also plant a tree.'

'Yes, but that doesn't have anything to do with the weirdest thing said.'

'Yes it does, and I just told you how.'

'So plant a tree for all those suicidal birds out there?'

'Indeed.'

Ala turned back to the mic, ‘So if you care about those birds out there, plant a tree!’

[Alatáriel]

Ala turned back to Dom, coughed and said, 'I have one more schtick...' in a whispering sort of tone, yet everyone could hear her. Dom nodded and took out a small piece of paper.

'Everyday I wake up and its Sunday.'
'Whatever's in my eye wont go away,' Ala said rubbing her eye.
'The radio is playing all the usual.'
'Yes, but what does that have to do with this stuff in my eye? and what is a wonder wall, anyway?' Ala still rubbed at her eye.
'Because my inside is outside,' said Dom.
'My right side is on the left side, but I still have this stuff in my eye!' Ala said in an annoyed tone.
'Cause I’m writing to reach you now but I might never reach you. Only want to teach you about you. But that’s not you.'
'You tied to me! It’s not that hard to reach me! And how do you know what I am?' Ala said, raising an eyebrow, 'since your getting on the randomness here, are you home on Christmas? Are you doing well?'
'It’s good to know that you all know I’m hurting,' Dom said.
'You will be hurting after I whack you with this squeaky penguin of mine. So Im guessing that you aren’t feeling so well...' Ala said.
'Maybe then tomorrow will be Monday. And whatever in my eye shall go away.'
'Hey, I’m the one that has something in my eye! And its my radio that is still playing all the usual... so don’t try that! Oh, by the way, what is a wonder wall?'
'And I know its you, I'm talking to.'
'I hope you know who you’re talking to...' Ala said.

'Sunny days,' Dom replied after a pause. He rummaged through his pockets and found another piece of paper. 'How many of these are we doing?' Ala shrugged.
'Sunny days? But I hate the sun... *hiss*' Ala after a short pause.
'I get the strangest feeling you belong.'
'It should really rain more often... I hate the sun...' suddenly it started to pour onto Ala, 'Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?'
'But you aren't-' Dom was interrupted.
'Shhh... Don’t tell anyone... they'll never notice...' Ala cut Dom off.
'Even when the sun is shining, I can’t avoid the lightening.'
'It’s supposed to rain on me!!' Ala whacked him with her penguin.
'I can't stand myself. I’m being held up by invisible men,' Dom said, recovering from the hit.
'I wonder what invisible men look like,' Ala pondered to herself.
'Still life on a shelf when I got my mind on something else,' Dom continued.
'I wonder what something else is, sunny days, perhaps?'
'Where have you gone?'
'I’m tied to you; I cant exactly go anywhere without you...' Ala said, 'I know... its because I lied when I was seventeen!'
'BUT YOU ARNT--' Dom started.
Ala, whacking him with her penguin, said, 'SHHH!!!! DONT TELL ANYONE, THEY'LL NEVER NOTICE!!!'
Looking up at the ceiling, Dom said, 'Oh, where did the blue skies go? And why is it raining so?'
Ala, who still had a cloud with water pouring down on her, said, 'I don’t see you getting wet!'
'It’s so cold.'
'IM THE ONE STANDING HERE UNDER THE RAIN CLOUD!!!'
'I can’t sleep tonight. Everybody's saying everything’s alright. Still I can’t close my eyes,' Dom said.
'WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT?!' Ala said, soaked from the rain, 'Wait... I think I see an end to it. I think I see a tunnel at the end of all of these lights.'
'Sunny days, where have you gone?' Dom said.
Ala, suddenly struck by a small bolt of lightening, 'HELLO?! ARE YOU GOING TO HELP ME? Why does it always rain on me?'
Dom handed her a towel. The cloud suddenly disappeared. Dom took out yet another piece of paper.

'Today is the day, for dancing and for singing.'
'Maybe you you... your not soaking wet,' Ala said, starting to shiver.
'The birds in the trees, and all the bells a ringing. The sun in the sky.'
'I wish there was somewhat some sunlight now... so I wont FREEZE TO DEATH!!'
'Is bright as bright as second light.'
'Whoa now, not that bright. Is bright oh Dom I hope Im alright. I think I feel a cold coming on,' Ala began to sneeze.
'Oh... Dom...?'
'Cause I’m gonna cry, Dom this thing is so awful,' Ala sneezed.
'Hold on, hold on... oh... dom?'
'Slow down, slow down... I think Im starting to get really sick... AHHH!! A SHOE!!!' Ala said, Dom soon handing her a tissue.
'Man, your out of touch. out of touch.'
'Cause there is no desire for life?'
'There's no devil's haircut in your mind?'
'There is not a wonder wall to climb or step around,' Ala said, wondering what a wonder wall was.
'But is there a slide show, and is it so slow?' Dom asked.
'Flashing through my mind... good dom, I think I’m getting delusional!' Ala said, sneezing again.
'Today was the day.'
'They day for what?' Ala asked.
'Erm...' Dom paused over it.
'I hope its not the last time, whatever it was... oh my dom, I really am delusional... AHHH!! A SHOE!!!' Ala sneezed and Dom handed her another tissue.

'HEY DOM, BRING ME THAT SMALL PURPLORANGISH BOTTLE!' Ala screamed to the bar. Dom began to walk over there, but Ala stopped him. Suddenly, Twitchy walked onto the stage with the bottle. Dom raised an eyebrow and shifted around on his feet with the cat there. Ala took a sip of it, Twitchy rubbing against Dom's legs, and Dom beginning to twitch (*snicker*) and squirm around. 'Calm down, mon! The cat isn’t gonna hurt you. Ah, I feel better now.' Ala, turning back to the mic, 'And this is the last thing I wanna say:

Thank you, Amby!

And:

I am weird... but what makes me weird makes me not so weird. It makes everyone else weird. So to me, everyone else who thinks Im weird is the weird ones... and Im not weird, because I am weird!'

With that Ala walked off stage, picking up Twitchy (gaining only a few scratches) and walked behind the bar. She set her trophie next to the other one she had and polished them until they were so shiny, they blinded you. Grinning e-villy, she took her seat back on the stool, and let Tari go back to her own seat.

[Mippin]

'Oh Dom, I hope I'm alright, cos I really am gonna cry, Billy!' Mip said, psuedo-crying, recieving a puzzled look. It was lovely that Mip understood every single thing said during the schtick, and what a lovely schtick it was! Billy chuckled, not exactly getting everything, but he was curious as to 'oh Dom' Mip shrugged, and went on about her business, dragging Billiam (yes, Billiam) over to the DJ-ish place, and playing a few requests for a while.

After about an hour, Mip got tired of taking requests. 'Bah. You all suck. Free your mind, man... I said FREE YOUR MIND!!'

And with those touching and sincerely heart-felt words, Mip and Billy went back to the bar, and hung out with Ala and Dom. Mip ordered up a Mountain Sprew, and drained her glass quickly.

'Dear Dom, this thing will never end will it?' she pondered aloud, recieving feedback from the rest.

'Nope. Never going to end..until we all die.'
'What will never end?'
'Dear....Dom...? Should I be scared?'

Mip answered them all quickly.

'We're already dead. This will never end. How long have you been tied to us for, eh? You should have learned by now to always be scared, man.'

For the next few moments it was dead silent, and there was nothing to do but sit and twitch. Mip cringed and banged her head repeatedly on the bar.

'Em...' began Billy.

Mip raised her head and looked at Billy, she blinked a few times and waited, then she spoke uneasily...

'The voices... they're.. they're... aaaggh! They're shouting...in German...so loud...can't take it...we need outside noise...so they'll shut up!!!'

'What are they saying? And you don't speak German, anyway..how would you know?' Ala asked her. Mip pointed menacingly towards Dom.

'Well..German isn't so bad...' he replied looking away from Mip's glare. Mip turned and pointed this time at Billy.

'They...are yelling..in German...with.. bloody..scottish..accents!! We need some sort of sound!' Mip yelled above the voices, then continued to bang her head on the table. Now, the music was still playing, but you see, voices pay no heed to music. Mip darted off to the DJ-ish place as fast as she could drag Billy along with, and switched the music to the hobbit drinking song.

'There, are you happy now?!' Mip said to no one readily visible. She fell down and sat on her stool, and sighed. 'Satisfied at last.' she said, letting her head fall hard against the speaker. 'ow.' she said at last, a bit delayed.

'I wonder what's next...' Billy pondered, as he took out a schedule, and tried to stray off the subject of German speaking voices with Scottish accents who demanded Hobbit-y drinking songs.

[Alatáriel]

'I SWEAR TO DOM IT WASNT ME!!!!' Ala screamed out of nowhere. Dom blinked, Mip snickered, and S'tan blinked then looked around at everyone a bit oddly.

'Erm... does that make it me?' Dom asked.

'Noooooo..........'

'Ah... well thats good,' Dom replied, ignoring the comment.

'This thing is never going to end...' Ala said, stroking Fluffy-sama. She handed Dom some string, and set the cat down next to him, and then waited to see how many scratches Dom would get this time.

'Erm... should I even try?' Dom said, looking at Billy and Elijah. They both looked at each other then back at Dom and nodded. Ala snickered. Soon Merry was hanging off of Dom's arm by his claws.

Ala handed Dom some bandages and took Merry off of 'im, starting to stroke the cat on the head. When he struggled, Ala simply placed her hand on his head and didnt move it.

'How'd you do that?' Dom asked.

Ala shrugged, 'He just does that... he's an odd hobbik... cat... thing...'

'Do you think he'd do that for me?' Dom asked.

'You can try...' Ala took her hand off the cats head. He began to struggle again and Dom stuck his hand on top of his head. Suddenly the cat hissed and jumped onto Dom. Ala soon took him back and calmed him down, 'Nope.'

Dom grumbled and bandaged his new wounds. Everyone stared at the flesh wounds being bandaged for awhile. Ala twitched. 'Gah! cant take it anymore!!' Ala took out her CD player and handed one of the headphone ear pieces to Dom, who paused and placed it in his ear. Ala put the CD player on shuffle and awaited the song. Suddenly, she straightened her (or should I say Billy's) tie, sending another glare around the room and off the disco ball. Everyone winced for a moment then went about their own little things again.

Ala made herself a drink. Dom bandaged his wounds. Mip and Billy and Elijah stared at Dom bandaging his flesh wounds, twitching. And Lëo stabbed at her wrist with a spoon (yes, spoon. *scurries away from Lëo.)

[Niluial]

Niluial eyed Ophelia “well I actually have the keys on me, somewhere” Niluial paused and dig deep into her green dresses pockets “Aha!” Niluial let out. She took out a set of golden keys. She took Ophelia’s key off the ring and handed it to Ophelia. The key was small but beautiful, it was gold a deep shiny gold and on it was carved Ophelia in a beautiful font. The rest of the key had patterns of Christmas trees and such all over it. Ophelia just stood there with the key in her hand, looking awed. Many would be afraid to hold such a fine key. Niluial chose the keys herself, so it could be a souvenir for all the guests. “Well I better be off” Niluial said smiling at Ophelia.

She picked up her dragging dress and walked towards the stage. She stood buy the microphone and searched the crowd for Mip. Where in middle earth is she Niluial wondered. Niluial moved closer to the mic. “as we all know debating is about arguing! I have noticed you are ALL good at it but some have something special inside them, something that makes there opinion worth reading. Who can argue and win? Who knows how to argue the best? Well the votes were a tie so two people win this award (Mip will hand out the other award for Best Argument). So one of the winners for Best Argument 2004 is Nurumaiel for movie vs. book! Well-done!” Niluial said smiling and lifting up the trophy in the air.

[Mippin]

Mip kept staring at the blood intently...if you hadn't noticed already, Mip liked blood. Suddenly she felt Nil's e-vile glare, and winced. Billy must have felt it too, for he began dragging Mippin to the stage. 'Bah! I'm coming already...it's not as if the winner of the award doesn't already know who she is.' she said as she let Billy drag her along. When at last they reached the stage, Mip made her way to the stage. As she walked up to the mic with Billy, she put on her sunglasses, and nearly tripped over a loose wire that was hanging out of her pocket. 'Bah.' she said as she regained her balance. She finally got up to the mic.

'Well, well, well. There's another winner to this debate... and that is why I am here. For if there was not, there would not be. But I am, and if you had any sense in those heads of yours, me being here would give away who won the other award. Yes, that's right - We all knew it too.' she said, smirking at Nil, 'So.. just give it up for Niluial for her argument on whether Corporal Punishment should be allowed'

Billy held up the trophy, and handed it to Nil. Mip nodded, and congratulated her, then proceeded to walk off stage. At that moment, Mip tripped over another loose wire, and smacked right onto the stage floor, face first. Naturally Billy was dragged down, but not all the way. He helped Mip up, who replied, 'Bah. Eh..thank you.' And then she stuffed all the wires back into her pockets, and zipped them shut. They quickly left, and it seemed no one really noticed Mip and Billy while Nil gave her eloquent speech.

They went back over to raise the volume on the music after Nil had accepted her award, then headed over to the bar yet again. Mip and Billy both ordered drinks, which cause Ala to drag Dom from his stool, and drop one of his bandages.

'That was a graceful fall.' Agent Lofty sneered.

'I'll have you know, that a fall like that takes years of practice. Actually, it was you who inspired me to take up falling down stairs. Three flights, and the lightsocket still lives, hmm?' Mip shot back.

'Dude...'

Mip snickered at her victory, and drained her glass. She set down the glass lightly.

'You know, you were better off with the spork, rather than the spoon.' she told Lëo, 'Now, if you choose to use a knife... well..'

'Well what?' Lëo asked fidgeting with the spoon.

'Well..it won't work on the rope, but you might be able to cut through flesh and either remove your arm, or his arm. In any event, the rope still won't come off so easily.'

Lëowen glared at her menacingly. Mip grinned sheepishly, 'What? After all, Amby bracket hearts bracket you!' Lëo shook her head and snickered, as did Ala. The rest seemed a bit confuzzed.

[Ophelia]

The shining thing in her arms was a key . A really beautyful key . but the time to adore it ended soon for Nilu had to go .

Ophe sneaked really quietly but unfortunatly the way to the stairs led through all the room . She did not want anyone to see her . That would just not go after the plan of disapearing .

The last few foots after a fast run from one big object to hide behind to another . And then she fastened her pace to a run and up the stairs she went to enjoy the goods of a luxus room and room service .