Kyra nodded, trying her best to keep up with the two elder Errings Rising members. "O-of course! I-I'm afraid I w-won't be j-joining you for d-drinks. I-I'm not m-much a drin-"
Kyra's voice was cut off by the already hammered - sounding voice of one of her eldest sisters, Tegan. "Heyyyyyyyy! Is that Valkyria there?" the lavender haired Guild Master roared. She draped her arms around Kyra's back, pressing her chest against Kyra's back. "I didn't think you'd be comin' here, Kyra! You're not reeeeeally a partier, and isn't Errings Rising really far from here?" She giggled and hiccuped. "And you two babes are.... wait, I know this... Medeia and Amber Stone! See! I did my research!"
"R-Research?"
Tegan laughed. "Yup! Shame Jen ain't here. She's a real cutie, though..." Tegan removed herself from Kyra's back and rounded towards the other two women. "Ain't you two real cuties? Stone's the sister of Ford so... well, I suppose we can think of somethin to do. As for miss Medeia..." Tegan set a hand on the angel's shoulder, looking her up and down. "I've heard some fun rumors about you! I might have to see if those rumors are true sometime, eh?"
"Oh! There you are, Tegan!" a lighter, significantly less drunk voice, chirped. "How many times are you just going to wander off and flirt with everyone you see!? Oh, Kyra!" her sister said, hugging the youngest Velkhomme. "And these are your friends? I'm sorry about Tegan. She's somehow the Guild Master of the biggest guild in town, Goldheart. We've really helped out setting everything up, and Tegan gets a bit... into her partying. Oh! I should introduce myself! I'm Kairi. Well, Kairessandra, technically, but that's a mouthful. Just Kairi is fine. I'm Goldheart's Ace. Well, one of them. So, in a way, Tegan's my boss. Terrifying, I know."
Tegan made an insulted scoffing sound. "Somehow? C'moooooon, Kairi you know! Ooh! I got a great idea for you, Kyra! Let's dance it up!"
Kyra was ready to protest when Kairi dragged her aside. "That's a great idea! You still remember how to do ballet, correct?" Kairi turned towards Medeia and Amber. "Sorry about this, we'll be stealing our sister for a bit. Don't worry, we won't be long."
Tegan smirked. "Okay! I wanna make sure I see you two cutie pies before you leave, 'kay? Maybe we can help sober up together, huh~~"
Kairi sighed, taking her elder sister by the collar of her shirt, and her younger sister by the hand. She led the two sisters through the crowd, the masses slowly but surely making way for the trio of Velkhommes rushing through the crowd. As expected, most of the sober ones recognized Kairi and Tegan, while the drunk ones just seemed to recognize Tegan, though it took some time for it to spread that the one being dragged along by the hand was the youngest child, the lost mystery that was Valkyria. People heckled the three sisters as they passed by, Kairi telling Kyra not to worry about the issue in the slightest. They'd be settled down soon enough, but for the time being, having the lost Velkhomme return was certainly news. It had been months since the former only non - magic user within the entire Velkhomme family, including uncles and aunts and cousins. Surely some people who were more magically attuned or had some of Demi or Alisa's technological wonders would recognize that the youngest one now possessed magic when she once had not. Powerful magic, at that. Demi and Alisa were masters of making tech like that, and it would expose her. Kyra wondered what she was to say in the event someone asked her about her magic, but she was far too shy to admit her worryings to Tegan or Alisa.
After what seemed like an eternity, but was merely a two minute span, Kyra found herself thrusted into the middle of a ring of people, Kairi beside her. The only others in the ring were two identically dressed girls, both with long pink hair and strange black jumpsuits with neon lines running across their seams, the left one's blue and the right's pink.
"W-What is this, K-Kairi?" Kyra asked, slinking behind her elder sister.
Kairi smiled, pushing Kyra away. "This is Shanna and Sadie. Both of them are members of Goldheart, and they've been dancing up a storm. As you'd probably expect, Liz made their clothes, but their moves are all theirs. Don't worry, I'm going to be certain to help you out. I'm sure Errings Rising doesn't have much opportunity for ballet dancing, does it?"
Kyra shook her head. "It's not so much the time issue as much as..."
Kairi placed a hand on her sister's shoulder. "Don't worry about it, Kyra. I'm here, I'm sure the rest of us are watching you, whether or not in spirit or not. No matter what you do, we're proud of you." Kairi smiled, slowly rising to her toes. "Now, if you could?"
Kyra sighed, getting up to her own toes. It had been quite a while since she last had been dancing in any capacity, only having the ballet experience from Father's insistence. Of course, her teachers were great. All of the external teachers Father brought in to try to make Kyra, as she could have sworn he said, "Useful for something, at least." All of the extra sessions Demi and Rio gave her when it was close to a recital for Father... She seemed to float in the air, her legs stretching and tapping and her entire body spinning, Kairi moving in to keep a constant action going. Sadie and Shanna were both good dancers as well, for sure, their style matching each other's moves with a certain flair to them. Their lights lingered behind as they moved, causing the crowd to ooh and ahh. Kyra already could see Liz's smug face at knowing her self-made clothes were causing such a ruckus in such a good way. If only Kyra could do that...
Kyra's mind wandered back into position as she realized she was all of a sudden rolling Kairi off of her back, the duo's dancing slowly but surely getting more and more combined in nature. The twins seemed to struggle until a fatal slip up as the pink one tripped, causing the blue to sail over. Immediately, Kairi rushed over to check on the state of her fellow guildmate, leaving Kyra behind. The crowd slowly began converging into dance, the music beating and booming and blaring into the sky and rumbling through her feet. Why did people like this loud of music? It was tearing at her ears, the beats of the song arrhythmic with the beats of her heart. Each drop of the bass rumbled within her lungs, and even began to upset her stomach. Dipping her head into her sweater, she slowly began making her way through the dancing crowd, her constant apologies completely inaudible from the combination of her own voice and the thudding sounds of the music ahead. She struggled her way to the DJ booth, seeing a familiar face on it.
"Good dance, Kyra!" Corbyn's voice calmly said, louder than even the music.
"C-Can you turn it d-down, C-Corbyn?" Kyra mumbled.
Corbyn shrugged his shoulder. "'Fraid not, sis. These people are here to party, and nothing says partying quite like a killer beat and a loud song. Plus, we need to make sure that everyone can hear it. Yeah, Dad installed speakers everywhere in the whole city, but he's not allowing us to link the booth to the speakers. So, we just gotta make do."
"I-It's this l-loud just from h-here?"
Corbyn nodded and gave a smile. "Leave it to Alisa and Demi to make some wonder of technology. No clue how they did it, but I at least know what they used to make it. I had to do all the shipping. Honestly, I have no idea how they come up with some of these crazy things. Like, why in the world would they need a lacrima from a dragon for a DJ booth?"
"T-There's a d-dragon lacrima in here?"
Corbyn gave a thumbs-up. "Yep! Probably the reason it can be so powerful. Of course, Tegan was the one that killed the dragon, Alisa is the one that made the design and all that, and Demi just kinda did a bit of everything. Of course, all a secret from Dad."
"Y-You kept it s-secret from dad?!"
A goofy smirk painted Corbyn's face. "We tried to. Of course, when you own the whole city, nothing really gets past you, huh? After all, all our business reports get a copy sent to him. One to us, one to him, he gets some royalties for being the benefactor to us starting our companies. Heck, even Tegan's gotta send a report to Dad. I guess Goldheart owes a ton of money or something? No idea. Anyways, can't really get anything past Dad."
Kyra tilted her head groundwards. "So... F-Father hasn't c-changed..."
Corbyn finally showed a bit of less than stellar mood. "Yeah. Dad's still the same ol' Dad. Same grumpy Dad, same money man himself. Even though you've got magic now, he's not gonna let you come back. I don't know why. Maybe it's just because you ran away? Dad's always been a bit of a butt like that. He was a bit pissed that you ran off, and apparently Tegan and Kairi got in HUGE trouble for helping you out. I don't really know the details, but that's not really my job to know the details."
So. Father knows about the Cannibal Slayer. Of course he does, Rio and Demi and Tegan know, which must mean that Father knows.
Corbyn must have seen Kyra's downtrodden face, as he soon was dragging her up to the booth. "Try it, Kyra! You got this!"
Kyra felt a bit of a panic, unsure as to what to do. Corbyn told her the instructions, and Kyra followed them perfectly, garnering cheers and roars from the crowd. They liked the music getting even louder!? How!? It was already ear shattering before, and now the music was getting louder and louder and these people cheered it! At this rate, Errings Rising probably could have heard the music. Kyra retreated from the booth quickly, Corbyn taking over as soon as she left. "Good work, Kyra! Now, if you're not liking the music, you'd best get away. I'm about to crank the music past the point where the barrier protects us."
Kyra nodded enthusiastically, dashing off of the booth and trying to make her way through the crowds once more, looking for her fellow guildmates.