With everyone's attention on Carabosse. A short girl appeared in a corner without notice. She stood there silently, trying to figure out where she was and why she wasn't where she was just a second ago. A familiar scent hit her nose. The smell of pain. The smell of an antagonizing abyss. This was the smell of the Rosarian world. Growing irritated. Her scorpion tail that resembled a spine, scratched the floor, making a screeching sound. Her impending rampage could be felt by even those not meant to feel. It inspired  those present to become tense and as the fear grew, it gave even farther rise to her rage. A particular individual caught her attention. A boy she encountered just moments ago.

You're the maker of this-

She halted her speech. She began shaking. Confused by her own involuntary reaction to who know what. She looked around nervously, trying to pin who or what it was she was so afraid of suddenly.

Show yourself!!!

She couldn't tell where the fear came from.

Vera reluctantly looked in the direction he was pointing to see someone staring at her out of the corner of their eye. Vera stared for a moment before a smile crept on her face.

Last time I saw you, you were rolling around on the floor after taking a fire blast to the eyes. Seems someone recovered better than one would expect.

She slowly approached Cara.

Yet still, I think burning your ugly face actually made you a little less painful to look at.

She raised her stinger up over her head. It appeared that she was going to strike when she got close enough. That didn't do well to hide her nerves though. She was absolutely terrified by her.

Carabosse was ready to fight after this girl took shot after shot at her. But she spoke so familiar, this prompted her to looked closely at the girl throwing jabs. When she recognized her, Cara's mood shifted to positive. It was a shock that actually made her forget what jut happened for the time being. 

-Cara-
The handsome garden gnome appears at last. Ya know, I believed that they killed you after they hit me. Looks like they made off with your hands though. Ya steal those off an action figure? Just because your the same size doesn't mean it's okay to wear action figure addons.

She still didn't have the strength to stand, even if the issue was off her mind at the moment.

Hide snapped her fingers once, putting everyone present either back in their chairs or in a new chair that came from nowhere. Everyone was seated again and very much awake. Even the annoying girl was brought back and placed in a seat.

"You may leave Vale dear, after this meeting is over. I for one enjoy having everyone present. Especially knowing my precious baby is having a baby of her own. So tell me, what is your relationship status with this young man. You aren't involved in a.....scandalous relationship are you?"

Hide knew the word would make Victor Irate. If it was something that was too late to cover up, it would be costly. She was already cooking up plans to fix whatever would be a problem however. The boy was wearing what appeared to be a wedding band. An she had someone digging up information as they were in the meeting.

Vera recalled moments later that she was supposed to be angry. Seeing Carabosse again made her forget the past several years.

I have no business here.

She bumped Cara when she was getting up and she sudden't disappeared in a flash of light.

Hide also looked to Chris.

"Speak up boy."

Hide was giving him a pleasant smile, which meant her patience was being tested.

The expression on Chris' face said it all. He looked like he was caught red-handed with an item he stole. The blood slowly drained from his face. He had never been in this position before. He knew he was married. That's why he felt so guilty. Not only did he have to explain this to his wife, but to her parent!?! He wasn't prepared for this. How could he even begin to explain this all away?! Was he suppose to tell them what happened!? How he first noticed her by seeing her privates as some girl raised her dress? Was he suppose to say he thought she was his wife when he woke up in the morning and felt himself still inside her and had plans for going for round two!? What the hell was he suppose to say? He needed his brother's help right now. What would Aoshi do if he... he knew Aoshi was too smooth when it came to any situation. He had the poker face of a pro. Chris on the other hand was pale faced, with his eyes wide, and his mouth hanging open as if he were trying to say something. He decided to say the first thing that came to his mind. Looking at her mother then at her father, who scared the life out of him, he said proudly.

SHE RAPED....WIFE IS GONNA... OH GOD!! ....AND UH WELL... SHE DIDN'T .....I... WE... LOOK... I... UM... UH....UUUHHHHHH.......

He went brain dead staring at them blankly with his eye twitching.

I don't know, how are you, fine I hope!

He tried desperately to steady his breathing and pulled at his collar feeling the heat rise in the room. Or at least his body temperature.

Adagio stood up.

~A.T.~
I can explain things very clearly so it's easiest to grasp. Neither was drugged, unconscious or even remotely impaired. While at the 8th Gate tavern, there was a literal visit from the literal goddess of pleasure, whom caused everyone present at the time to go into a lusting frenzy. A lot of people did a lot of things they likely now regret because of it.

Adagio folded her arms.

~A.T.~
An unborn child is now involved, I have two proposals for these two. As I have no intention of stepping away from Carabosse. I propose this man become a part of our relationship. The second proposal, is that if he wishes to remain with his current wife. Both he and She will join our relationship.

Adagio didn't mention, she would kill him and his wife if he declined. She didn't think Cara would decline however. She was definitely taking advantage of Cara's lack of development in her relationship morals.

Annabelle nodded to what she said about the encounter.

-_-Belle: All true. They did encounter a Pleasure Goddess. Though I wish I hadn't read there minds so thoroughly. For some reason even Eve has an image in her head as if she were watching. Though it probably means she saw a moment of it and it got stuck in her head. Carabosse, Chris, Adagio..... You three are nasty.

Annabelle started chewing gum.

Carabosse looked at Justin, who was curiously waiting for an answer. He was so innocent. She couldn't explain it to him but felt she had to. When she recalled events to explain it to him. It shoved in her face the issue she did her best to ignore. And Adagio's proposal just made her feel worse. This guy was happily married and she essentially ruined his life, or so it seemed. Though he was as much at fault as she was.

-Cara-
We'll talk it over with his wife and decide from there. I wanna ask that no one even talk about this until things get in order. It's kind of a pain. And for your question Justin. I'm..... currently making.......a child......

She stared at the window, wondering if she could die in a fall from this height.

Lan and L-C both responded to recent evnts as if they weren't listening to most of what was said.

L-C: So... are you dating or no?

Lan: Usually people have kids after they are married. You two are having kids and your not even dating? That's wild. Congrats anyway though. What are you going to name the baby?

Lan was unaware of the tone of the situation.

Amora climbed her way out of a file cabinet in the corner of the room. She looked a bit different and she felt a bit odd, or at least more than usual.

Even at your own house, you are annoyingly arrogant and care free. But I have just the thing for that.

She stepped out into the hallway and began dragging in a chair that was roped, shackled and muzzled. She was dragging it along the floor, screeching loudly as she did. She set it next to Victor and sat down next to him. She kept a close eye on his chair, making sure it didn't try anything funny.

I'm offering to personally train Lan Creed. Reserve a spot on the tournament team just for him. Also, I would say, splitting upand teaming as individual families is good and all. But some of you are good in teams. Separating Creed from Machina would likely cause a ban on people like Samantha and Genevieve from taking part. Just something to consider when the field will be littered with monstrous talents that, as of now, no one present can handle. Your thoughts, Lord Business?

She kept her eyes on the chair and her hand on a gun, ready to shoot it if it made a move to her.

Carabosse looked to Lan.

-Cara-
How slow are you? Didn't you hear her? She's my future daughter and her name is Cintamani! Listen, girl. If he agrees to train with you then go do it. Let me make it easier for you all to make a decision. I ain't takin part in a tournament. Not sure if anyone noticed yet. I ain't interested in making money. If ya need me for anything else. Call me.

She didn't want to leave like she did before. So she gave out hugs to her siblings, father and mother to leave on a more positive note than before. It was a way to show them she wasn't angry or upset with any of them. But she was upset in general due to her situation.

Adagio stood up.

~A.T.~
Pardon my interruption again. I would like to address the situation with Myla. Speedie passed her to me. I haven't taken her along with me because I felt it was out of my place to do so. I would like to first say, I would love to have her with me. While I may not be a Creed or a Vu. I would like to point out that I fully intend to be one day.

Adagio took a deep breath.

~A.T.~
I would like Myla to be officially reassigned to me.

Adagio sat down after she was done talking.

Myla looked off to hide her blushing.

>M< Myla >M<
If you want me around that badly, then I guess I'm okay with that.

Myla was actually feeling a lot better knowing someone actually wanted her around.

Clouderic entered the room.

A complete family gathering, and yet I receive no invitation. It's as if I were impaled right in the soul. How very vexing. And Yet I find myself here anyway. 

Most people had no clue he was a member of the Vu family. Likely because he was often doing good things for good people.

Reanne smiled at Carabosse after receiving a hug from her.

"I hope it's okay to call you just to talk sometimes. I don't want to bother you, but I really miss talking to you."

Reanne went to thinking about someone to help David get better.

"A crafty marksman with both great talent and equipment is ideal. But something so specific is difficult to imagine. A skilled person is less likely to use great equipment and would only use standard things. A person with great armors would likely be less skilled. Perhaps too trainers would be great."

Reanne couldn't think of anyone.

Tifany sighed.

Can't believe i'm saying this, but you want to find Iria Colston. I'll give you coordinates on where you can likely find her for the next three days.

Tifany wrote it down for them and handed the paper to Reanne. She then moved her chair around to Dario.

I have an idea, though i'm not sure if it's even possible. Se, I don't want just one. I want at least ten of them. Sounds a bit crazy, I know. But check this out.

Tifany showed him her poorly drawn picture of what she wanted. It showed a bunch of orbs that each would be a different partner. She also showed him the various magic item slots throughout her combat gear. She was no mage my any means, so they went unused mostly.

Carabosse looked over her shoulder at Cheshire.

-Cara-
So basically you plan to pay back what you owe by annoying the shit out of me? Considering recent bullshit events. It shouldn't be hard to piss me off. Hate to be the next son of a bitch to piss me off. That sorry sack of shit's gonna get fucked up.

She planned on hitting someone on the way out to relieve some stress. She had a window of time where she could still do things, before she had to start taking it easy.