#toasty tomm

[bofflesresort]

Tomme looked a bit embarrassed at the idea. He'd never even held hands with a girl before- well, unless you counted his sister. He didn't. He looked like he was trying to say something and failing while Brie rolled her eyes and threw a purple sack over his head. Oddly, from the outside the bag looked empty despite an entire cat having just been put in it. "Just be sure ya don't let don't let the cat outta the bag too soon." Brieanna smirked, handing the bag over to Arika. Folded, the bag could easily fit into one of Arika's outfit's large pockets. "We'll keep lookout, don'cha worry. Just make sure you bring enough back with ya ta share!" Down below, the party was in full swing. A man wearing a smart black suit and black feathered crane mask had strode onto the balcony with a young lady in a fluffy white princess dress and swan mask. "We can get a bit more privacy out here, and away from all the noise inside." he told her with a flourish of his gloved hand, as a black guitar with red accents materialized into it. Just inside was the upper balcony level where guests stood, looking over the dance floor. Human sized robot waiters, with screens for heads and rubber tracks instead of feet, rolled along bringing out fresh platters of food to the buffet table while taking away empty ones. Little cans with flames sprouting from the top burned underneath, keeping the hot food toasty, the smell was heavenly. Small propeller driven metal balls flew about, keeping an eye on things, and tidying up whatever that seemed out of place. Everything was going well for a while until suddenly a scream rang out, "Snake! It's a snake! Snake!"

Arika set off up the stairs with her companions as soon as they sorted themselves out, trying her best to dampen her bootsteps. Amidst a sea of fine flowing gowns and sequined bodices, an elegant yet practical number stood out to her. It was like nothing she had ever seen before, but really so was everything else around her. At least she could fight in this if the need arose.

"Alright, I'm ready. The balcony will be easy enough to ascend to as long as you hold on, feel free to dig your claws in if you must."

Arika knelt down to be at the cats' level and hunched over slightly. As she eyed them expectantly, it quickly became clear that she meant for them to cling to her as if to ride piggyback. She had no sign of climbing gear in her possession, not even a rope! What the cats could sense though was a slight pressure in the air followed by a faint tingling in their stomachs that evoked a sense of weightlessness. This was definitely magic. But of what sort?