Moving from Mauve to Hawk, he gently knelt to pick up hawk, and cradled the bird in his arms, before moving back to Mauve. "I'll be gentle, little one," Nikose cooed to Hawk as he brought her to the healers of the group. "I'll ensure you're wounds get closed up soon."

((OOC: I dunno. I felt like having Nikose be a nice guy for now.))

With a rattle and bump a looming tower of confectionary deliciousness bears down on the NPFers. The tiered cake sways worrisomely, the little bull figurine on the top almost being grated off by the ceiling.
Teeth beaming with delight, Lumaes emerges from behind the cake trolley,
"Whoo! I'm heeeee'yahhhhh!" he proclaims sunnily, twirling delightedly as he gazes up at the frosted monstrosity of a wedding cake,
"I've got the cayke and the celebrahnt and I sent out all the invita-sions (extra-glossy with the embossed dove motif" he counts off the duties on his fingers when he freezes and opens his eyes from the painful looking crescents of glee and surveys the scene...
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!!" he screams, flurrying his hands about in a panic,
"My perfect, perfect wedding!" fat, dramatic tears drip from his eye-sockets and he runs back and forth pointlessly.
"You've ruined everything you miserable little monsters!" the skeleton wails, throwing himself down on the ground and flailing about madly.

He composes himself, drawing himself darkly into a malevolent blot,
he seemed to have overcome the forces of Melodrama but still scowled and skulked grumbling at everyone else under his breath.

He perks up slightly, gliding grimly over to Fenella and snatching the staff again, "If it's dead then its mine"
He wiggles it around and it sputters and smokes dully, "What have you done to the poor thing?" he shakes his head worrisomely at the NPFers then tilts back his head and opens his gaping mouth GLAAAAAA. The skeleton swallows the staff and champs his teeth together,
"None of you can mess with it till its better now"
His eyes unfocussed for a moment and he coughed - sparks shedding from his eyes, "...well that is most peculiar."

I finished up the Life-2 spell on Mauve, and just waited for her to wake up.

(Sorry for the wait, guys!)

Mauve muttered something incoherent as white magic pulled her from the heavy darkness of her unconsciousness. Her eyes cracked open ever so slightly.

"Mph. Not dead. Good to know," she commented groggily, staring up at the ceiling. She guessed that meant her Hadoken hadn't pissed people off TOO badly. She blinked once or twice to clear away the hazy fog swimming in her view before pushing herself up to a sitting position.

"Thanks Flare," she said to the fire dragoon "Consciousness is nice."

She rose to her feet and surveyed the damage. Nikose was standing next to her, holding a battered Hawk in his arms. Lumaes had returned at some point and was looking rather unhappy and full of magic sparks, the men-turned-women were complaining about their newfound dislikes of things like boobs and the uterus and the pains associated with them. So everything seemed pretty normal.

That dianosis complete, the mage turned back to Hawk. He-- no wait, she. Gender inversion. Right-- looked rather bad. Sort of like she got into a fight with an ice sculpture and lost.

"Here you go," she said, handing over a bottle of health potion. "That ought to help a bit." Although Flare had helped a lot with the Life-2, Mauve thought it was best to avoid casting spells for a few minutes longer. The hadoken had taken quite a lot out of her.

Normally at this point, Mauve would go into an internal monologue detailing the awesome vision she recieved in her standard-issue NPF coma dream. But she promptly decided that would take too much effort and instead started looking for the way to the Caryatid. And she planned on sneaking some cake off the cart that Lumaes brought in with him at some point.

"Glad to see you're up Mauve." I said, while handing her a pack of jelly beans that had fallen out of her pocket. "Since you said you gain MP back faster if you have candy, guess now's the time to use these." I said to Mauve. Looking back at the Manataur, I saw that it was knocked out, but not dead. Grabbing my spear, I walked over to him and promptly shoved my spear into his back, over his heart. "Well, hopefully we won't have to worry about this walking quarter pounder again." I said as I pulled hard on the spear to take it out, and ended up on my backside, and my helmet went flying as it suddonly gave. "Ow. Again." I said, rubbing my head.

Nikose did a stop-gap. "FLARE. THERE WAS ABSOLUTELY NO NEED FOR THAT!" He nearly screeched like a harpy. "He wasn't hurting you at all anymore! That was remorseless murder!"

"Well, usually," Fenris was reminded of how innocent Nikose seemed.

She stood up and stretched, and walked over to Nikose. "Don't worry too much about it, hun. If you're good, I'll take you to the Hat Show after this is all over, okay?"

"The hat show? Really?" Nikose asked gleefully, every other idea gone from his head. "We're going to the hat show, we're going to the hat show!" he began skipping around Fenrissa happily, still holding Hawk in his arms.

"Hey, I'm a fiend. What can I say?" I said, sticking my forked tounge out at Nikose. "Plus it's a preventive measure. Now he can't hurt anything, plus he's now potental food."

"Hey, Flare, can I talk to you for a second?" Fenris said, taking her aside.

Whispering, she continued, "Yeah, don't talk about killing the minotaur ever again. It'll be less annoying when Nikose thinks we're going to the Hat Show instead of moaning about how you killed it, okay? Just drop it, and be thankful he didn't hear you remind him about the dead creature."