Ritual in the Dark [aw]

[Asphyxia]

Gerard's eyes couldn't help but to wheel along from adult to adult but the look dodged Morgan. As he listened how the focus of the argumentation had spotlighted over Rio and Nocturne alone for the moment, his fingers had given just the vaguest and subtlest of twitch's in regard to the boy's mind communicating thoughts. Gerard knew better than to show any further expression to signal he had very much so had payed more attention the Morgan's defense than anyone else surrounding him with demanding he hadn't care for in the first place. There was nothing else he could truly say to pitch into the conversation nor any other hasty remark to keep the tension between the flesh rising in heat. The relieve had coursed a cool-numbing pain over his fingertips and up his veins, bursting in internally physical crackles of feeling. It seemed to coax him quite nicely away from the thought that Rio had loosened up all her hostility and seemed more nervous and scared than angered. Nocturne, however, had an averse reaction to Rio's reply and to Morgan's as well. His lip twitched upward in minor disgust, his eyes shifting between the goddess losing her hastiness and the boy making futile complaints. The twitch had smoothed back into the line of his lip before the ebony eyes disappeared for long seconds, his chest rising slowly before a slow line effervesced over his lips, growing along with the flattening chest. "Right," he breathed, chuckling. He hadn't realized how twisted her word had been, but he'd point it out very matter-o-factly. "Thanks for finishing my sentence. That was exactly what I was gonna say. I'm glad you see it my way." Hoping she'd catch quickly in what she had walked right into, Nocturne turned his stare to the boy, the stare now with a burning edge, but still with uncanny serenity. For time's sake, he had ignored whatever the boy had invented. Nocturne would never admit to that nor was it the main purpose of his appearance.

[Little Lion]

[... if only she could falcan punch the lot of you xD and guess who doesn't remember why they were here haha... crap. This calls for discussion xD I don't know what I need her to say to Nocturne anymore T_T pfft]

The islander could feel the eyes of all three men on her. Men, can I call them that? It was like being tethered to the ground and tied hands and feet while having to argue with a room full of other woman. A bunch of screaming and quick tempers and no way to get up and yank some other bitch's hair out. The catty eyes shot to their corners, her jaws clenching tighter as Nocturne went off on his backfire. Her right hand closed, digging into her palms. God, shut... The level of anger had hit peak and her eyes shut as a white streak stole across her vision sending her mind spinning. Her right hand uncoiled and went to her eyes thens to her temples moving in small circles to sooth away the throbbing sensation caused by her building temper. Under normal circumstances it was frustrating for her to be attacked by three hostile men, though survival and coping was possible and easy with a few sharp words and a storming off. It was the unnerving sensation washing off Nocturne's prescense to engulf her in unexplainable fear that turned the already frustrating situation against her so that her own anger was starting to injure her. The spell of fear he created from exsisting silenced her voice but not her rage which welled up inside her with little hope of escape. and that brat.. Again her hands came to the aid of her eyes as the searing white flash crossed through them, moving down her body in a muted shudder. She struggled through the searing tension, trying in some way to gain control of the situation in the slightest form to relieve her stress. "Well you know how agreeable I am." She murmured to Nocturne. Despite the distgruntled tone there was a hint of sarcasim, if she could get the jeers on herself it took something away from him. "You two love birds," Her fingers went from Nocturne to Morgan. "found each other so you can hurry up and leave." She couldn't handle much more of Nocturne's presence today, not with the snot-nosed brat around. Nocturne was a one-on-one death match for her and the kid was adding that extra push on Nocturne's side although his odds were already stacked against the woman.

[Dara]

[aside from Morgan being a childish Jerk i have no idea what im doing so im winging it and hoping it will fly)

Morgan glared at Nocturne. He'd been watching him throughout like a tapped mouse with a cat at his mouse hole. He didnt want to be left alone with his nightnare yet the witch that may or may not be Gerards Entertainment for the evening was persitant in tring to get rid of the pair . Biting back an acedic remark. Right now he need Gerard on his side and Alienating Rio wasnt the way to go about it.
"Do you want us to go Uncle Gerard?" Morgan smiled in a soft Angelic way echoing Rio's question in the most puppy like manner as he attempted to edge away acting like the good little boy he was pretending to be. (i cant remember how close to the door he is)
"Besides it May not be Me Nocturne is here to see after all maybe he can finally get laid by someone his own age, "He added in a low quite tones this second part meant for Nocturnes ears only. He smirked at the slight insult hoping Rio wouldnt hear yet he knew both the older males would pick up the smary remark despitte it being only meant for one of them.