artemis’s Comments (group member since Oct 19, 2021)

“Hell yeah, I’ll get you that and be back as quick as I can,” Hestia was debating with herself whether to kill someone and pour their blood into the punch, although she decided that could be done later, for now, she needed to get her sister a margarita. While getting the drinks she saw a few people who looked to be royals, although she couldn’t really tell, considering her little knowledge of the royals. For a while, Hestia would debate with herself whether what she wanted to get, all she could really focus on was how some of them had salt around the rim, or wait was that sugar. She’d shake the thought away, which was harder than she thought it’d be since it was just salt or sugar, wait, it’s on Bedelia’s drink as well. She’d just ignore the rim and pour herself a mixture of some punch with a good bit of vodka. She got the great idea to stab a random person in the back or force someone to announce she was here, even if they weren’t a ruler it’d cause chaos. She’d sip on her drink, thinking it was too sweet, she put too much punch in this. When she eventually got back to Bedelia she’d remark, “Here is your margarita with,” She’d pause, still confused about whether it was salt or sugar, “Either salt or sugar on the rim.”
She’d take a sip of her drink, giggling a bit before saying, “So Bedelia, who’s your favorite person of our crew,” She’d pause, “Other than me, of course.”

“They’re easy enough to confuse,” she’d say, thinking she was saying it without much tone, although it would come out slightly confused without her realization. She was pretty confused by what was going on and when Mara gained partial control, she panicked and got onto her knees to look Annie in the eyes. “Oh shit, are you okay?” she’d ask, ignoring the twins. She wouldn’t be thinking much about her actions and grabbed Annie’s hands to prevent the sparodic hand motions. The partial control comment would finally register, “What the hell do you mean, ‘partial control’?” She finally realized the twins were there and the only reasonable explanation for what was going on was them. “What the fuck did you do?” She’d ask, purposely trying to sound upset, but it’d come out partially cheery with a bit of upsetness.

Althea was a bit late, although she didn’t care. When she reached the door she refused to show her invite and eventually just give her name, considering she was quite well known in the feline kingdom for being able to heal anybody, although large amounts cause damage to her. She knew the place would likely go to chaos, it was a ball with very little protection for those in power, of course something will go wrong, meaning she’ll likely have to heal a lot of people. She checked the pockets of her nurse outfit, which she refused to change out of it, considering dresses couldn’t store much in their pockets and she’d likely need a good few bandaids today. She’d walk over to the stage, debating whether to announce her arrival or just stay here. She eventually decided she’ll just stay by the stage to look for anybody who seems incredibly hurt. Maybe she’d even see someone she healed before, considering the stage gave a view of everybody. She never really talked about this, but she remembered every detail of people she healed that were more major and could recognize them just on a small thing. That hair seemed familiar, Hm. That one was, maybe the one with all of their organs cut.

"Hm, interesting," She'd nod along, although she had so many more questions she wanted to ask, she was refraining from asking them, as to not annoy Esperanza with more questions.
"That makes much more sense than just having houses for people who never come," She understood more since it was for quarantining the sick, not just houses that have no use at all. She could actually really understand that, considering she often had to during her childhood since her aunt was a pissbaby about her having colds and would always force her into her room.
She was interested in what was happening, although she didn't want to interrupt Esperanza. "Wow, you're beautiful," she'd say under her breath, again not wanting to interrupt Esperanza in the case of it being a sound-sensitive thing.