Re: Aloysius, Hyperion, Quinn, and ZJ
Aloysius was having an excellent time. Dodging, fighting, sending illusionary ice all around. He knew they were all going off just as planned. The crowd gasped and oohed and ahhed.
And then he fell to the sword, quite dramatically, and Quinn followed instructions and whisked them away at the best possible moment.
The djinn rose from the place they'd transported to hide, feeling weariness roll over him in a wave though adrenaline still kept him perky. His arms wrapped around his partner and hugged her against him.
"So terribly romantic," he murmured with a happy sort of sigh as he saw the witch accept the proposal.