[Even though Ashura was growing accustomed to new sleeping habits, sometimes it was hard to break those you had lived with for more than 200 years. Being up late was one them, though it had been out of necessity all these years rather than him simply wanting to be. Still, it sometimes seemed that insomnia was kicking in more or less, but then again it was not quite so late out - just dark.

Finding nothing else to do in his apartments, he went outside, dressed in light training robes and made his way to the park, which he figured largely deserted with the 'stars' out above them by now. He worked his way into the greenery and to what he figured was a place out of the way of the main path enough not to startle anyone out as late as he was.

Setting his communicator aside, he moved into his open space and after stretching for a few seconds began to... dance. Or that is what it might have looked like to the casual observer as he slid and spun across the grass. And indeed it might have been a dance, meant to stretch muscles and help keep one limber.... except for the dancing flames that followed his fingers and toes. The flames swirled around him as he moved, casting warm red shadows over his face and hair and clothes and in a shifting circle about him, making his shadow jump wildly.

Care to watch? Or bother him?]

[Not only has Anise received a letter, she received a formal invitation to a dance and looks rather excited about it.]

Did anyone else receive an invitation to the dance~?

[Aka, who's invited so she knows who best to sucker into a date for the night. She'd prefer not to go stag.]

[ Gaunt's scarred face pops into video view for those up at this time of night, and he sighs a bit, saying. ]

Things have been quite busy of late, but I seem to have forgotten a debt, and I need a little bit of help in repaying it. Does anyone know anything about baking a cake?

I... er, owe someone a cake for helping a friend, is all.