07.Aug.22, 11:40 PM
Even with his friend trying to turn the tables and get another kiss in, Geric wasn't bothered, he just tangled his fingers into Ullie's hair and kissed him back until he was finally released. He gently gave his friend a pat on the back and shook his head. "Oh I wouldn't want to crush you, Ullie. You're such a good friend I would hate to break your heart since I know where your true passion lies."
He blew his friend a kiss before staggering away on his quest to intercept that golden haired beauty. A familiar face caught his attention though and he veered to the side to a different sort of golden beauty. "Ah! Mylorah! You look as radiant as ever and your delightful little companion is a perfect match for you. I would love to take you out on a dance, but I'm afraid that Leeri might just destroy me in a fit of jealous rage." While his brother's attachment to the woman was enough to deter Geric from dancing with or attempting to seduce the woman, it did nothing to discourage him from pulling her into a tight hug and set of kisses on each of her cheeks. "You are as beautiful and radiant as ever, and while I'm afraid nothing more could ever happen between us, we shall always have the theater."
Glancing down at the gold dragon again, Geric released his grip on Mylo and spun about to more fully face her dragon, giving a sweeping bow so wobbly that it was a marvel he didn't fall. "And you, oh shimmering golden wonder, have excellent taste." He straightened back up, pausing to blink and sway as the blood that had just been in his head flooded back down to the rest of him for a dizzying moment. He spotted Wynera again and grinned. "And speaking of golden wonders, I need to reacquaint myself with that gorgeous blonde over there."
There was some sort of exasperation visible on Ullie's face and Geric frowned. "What? Don't look at me like that. I only blew her mind because I'm a gentleman, and I can hardly leave such a lovely lady wanting for more can I? If you'll pardon me, Mylorah, I hope you have a lovely time at the party. I look forward to seeing you later on sometime!" He gave her a wave and stumbled backwards, partially into Ullie before he straightened up his course and made his way towards the target of his drunken desires.
He blew his friend a kiss before staggering away on his quest to intercept that golden haired beauty. A familiar face caught his attention though and he veered to the side to a different sort of golden beauty. "Ah! Mylorah! You look as radiant as ever and your delightful little companion is a perfect match for you. I would love to take you out on a dance, but I'm afraid that Leeri might just destroy me in a fit of jealous rage." While his brother's attachment to the woman was enough to deter Geric from dancing with or attempting to seduce the woman, it did nothing to discourage him from pulling her into a tight hug and set of kisses on each of her cheeks. "You are as beautiful and radiant as ever, and while I'm afraid nothing more could ever happen between us, we shall always have the theater."
Glancing down at the gold dragon again, Geric released his grip on Mylo and spun about to more fully face her dragon, giving a sweeping bow so wobbly that it was a marvel he didn't fall. "And you, oh shimmering golden wonder, have excellent taste." He straightened back up, pausing to blink and sway as the blood that had just been in his head flooded back down to the rest of him for a dizzying moment. He spotted Wynera again and grinned. "And speaking of golden wonders, I need to reacquaint myself with that gorgeous blonde over there."
There was some sort of exasperation visible on Ullie's face and Geric frowned. "What? Don't look at me like that. I only blew her mind because I'm a gentleman, and I can hardly leave such a lovely lady wanting for more can I? If you'll pardon me, Mylorah, I hope you have a lovely time at the party. I look forward to seeing you later on sometime!" He gave her a wave and stumbled backwards, partially into Ullie before he straightened up his course and made his way towards the target of his drunken desires.