Bittersweet Candy Bowl

(woah suddenly,people)

*hears alot of people talking*

“of course,now everyone arrives..”

*sigh* sorry Lucy, but I have to vacuum some fans: Ta ta for now.

*His ears perk up* Do I hear the voice of an angel? The voice of perfection!? Lady Luciferd, is that you I hear?

Crap! Mike don’t you dare leave me alone with him!

*walks down the stairs*

“Luciferd?..Scared??”

*thinking:HA!*

Shut it Clark! (Struggles to be polite) Hello there Carter…..

Oh dear, it seems the party has already been getting underway without me, where is Paulo my good man, I really should apologize for the whole… issue in the orient, may I offer you some of my best stock?

*Notices the scene between Carter and Luciferd*

Now this is drama that I am willing to witness, hon hon!

*Slinks up to Lady Luciferd, still carrying his shovel* Ah, my dear sweet Lady Luciferd. How are you? It has been so long, since you talked with Carter. *He blinks oddly* Me I mean, it’s been so long since you’ve talked with me.

Teleports back: snags Lucy: (Hey Carter!, Bye Carter)

I can’t fathom the reason why- ohh!

*Sits down on one of the couches,and watches everyone…’mingle’*

*finally manages to get the Smiling Paulos belongs up to his room, the poor maid stretching on shoulder in a circle after the effort…*

Really need to…

*notes the long muddy trail of dirt now covering the carpet and face palms* …. Carter

*grumbles a bit and stomps off to get the supplies to clean the mess*

*notices sue leaving..and follows*

“huh..”

*Blinks oddly again* Lady Luciferd? Where did you go? *He begins to walk through the house dragging his muddy shovel behind him calling her name*

“Ah, friend Carter, I must disagree.” grinned the suave cat. “Miss Vandergraft is far too stunning and beautiful a woman to be seen with the likes of you.”

The Spaniard sipped from his wine glass.

“Besides,” continued Paulo. “It seems she has been snatched away by our good doctor friend, yes?”

*thinking:There’s a basement??*

*glances Clarks way as he starts to follow naturally asking*

Is.. there anything I can help you with Mister Clark?

Monsieur CARTER!

*Runs to Carter and snatches his shovel*

We no not NEED to be messing le master’s home!

“Yes,I’d like to know if there’s a basement”

So I agree that something strange is definitely going on here…. We need to find a way out.

Yes, but how…. Oh and thank you for the rescue even though I didn’t need it. (blushs and turns away)

*Thinking:I hope there is..haven’t tested this yet..*

Paulo starts swirling his glass as he glances the doctor’s way. “Friend doctor, can’t we just enjoy ourselves while we’re here for the meantime?” His smile didn’t even seem to fade. “I have plenty of fine wine, and I’m pretty sure we can entertain ourselves with some music. We can dance.”

The Spaniard shoots a glance at Lady Luciford and grins.

I mean there is teleporting, but that’s strictly reserved for comic relief and life-threatening situations. (Wink) Wink and yes I did say that.

Basement? Well there is one yes. It’s mostly used for storage and such….nothing you’d really be interested in Mister Clark.

*starts pulling a few things out from the nearby maids closet*

Is there anything else? I have to clean up the mess our challenged Gardener made of half the mansion.

(Eyes widen as she blushes again and glares) Not on your life Martinez. Why did you say wink, Nicopolis?

*His ears perk up at Paulo’s comment and he runs up to him, shovel in tow* And are you any better? I may be a gardener, covered in dirt and grime, but you are just as dirty as me. Dirty in your mind. You only want one thing from her, and I will make sure you will not get it. By the end of this event, I will win her over. SHE SHALL BE CARTERS! *He runs into the basement to continue his search*

Hey now: (removes glove) I challenge you to a duel.

*Gets hit by Carter*

“What the crap..”

Wait… CARTER! Watch the mess you make, si vous plait!

*chases*

*Thinking:^$$*#@*

(Facepalm) This went from intriguing to insane all to quickly….

“Now now everyone,calm down and get yourselves together”

*puts a hand on the back of his head*

“Now, now… Things have gotten quite lively, if a bit, how you say, violent.” Paulo sits down, pouring himself another glass of wine. “If you go around challenging people for duels, someone is bound to get killed!” Paulo laughs. “Besides, drink! Be merry!”

Paulo points the bottle of wine in the doctor’s direction.

“And no,there wasn’t anything else i need”

“thanks..”

*waves*

*Still holding the back of his head*

*Last post has been edited. Clearly I need to read the first post twice over next time! Assume Sue gets to cleaning that giant mess Carter made around now. She’s going to feel like she got ran over later…*

Snatches bottle and produces two more, downs both and says: no one shall be dying, not as long as the creator of the thread isn’t around anyway.

*Looking around at the events of the room*
What in the world kind of party is this? I think everyone needs to calm down here

“Mister Clark!” pips Martinez. “Here! Some wine should make you forget about the pain!”

Again, he coaxes the bottle towards another guest. Paulo was on his third bottle of wine and it didn’t look like he would stop soon/.

“well,Carter ran over me when he was running into the basement,Uh fine”

*takes some*

Leans close to Mike) Careful Doctor, that is how one could lose their medical privileges that way. But you would know nothing about that, right?

*notices Paulo and the wine*
There you are Mr. Martinez *grabs wine intended for Augustus* I hope you don’t mind if I enjoy some of this

*Drops the glass before he grabs it*

“oops,my bad”

That was rather clumsy of you, and I was rather hoping to enjoy some of the wine, ah well, I’ll find some elsewhere
*goes off looking for more wine*

*Sits down on a small cot in the basement and pulls out a book from a pillowcase* What shall Carter draw today, while the guests upstairs enjoy their stay? *The book is filled with crudely drawn pictures of the Lady Luciferd* I think I may have an idea….

Drinks two more bottles……I know and I don’t care, still sorry about that incident. How about I make it up to you. Take my certificate.

*Thinking:Heh,he thinks it was by accident*

Mr Van Pelt is oddly calm tonight, strange….

Wait, what was that Nicopolis? You can’t be serious, you’re drunk!