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After a quick consultation with the gnomes, which ended in another punch and some hair being pulled out, Riley strode back out to pat Aksaja on the back. Sorry, Aksaja. Though, if it helps, you look very dashing today.

She looked underneath Aksaja's feet, and cringed, before picking Astra off the floor and carrying her back to the stage with her under one arm. She deposited the faerie on the stage, and returned to the dance floor to tap out the last couple that the gnomes had been fighting over.

Sorry, Livi, Carry. While I think you both look gorgeous, the gnomes have no sense of style. Don't stop dancing just because you're out of the competition, though. You look lovely out here.

Carry and Livi, Aksaja, and Astra are out!

Leading Tess out onto the dance floor Sepheran let one hand slide to her waist the other coming to take hold of her free hand. "Just look at me, don't worry about anyone else. If anyone is looking at you it's because they are jealous at seeing such a lovely ghoul at the dance," he smiled trying to keep her calm as he gently began to move swinging her from side to side. "Trust in me and Liannan, we won't steer you wrong," he replied softly closing his own eyes and heightening his hearing the sound of shuffling clothes and Liannan's helpful warning should he miss something were enough to keep him from bumping into any other couple on the dance floor.

Amrita was about to do her customary whine of 'My head isn't hard!', but luckily Charlie distracted her enough with his, uh, interesting idea of dancing. Not that she knew how to dance anyway! It didn't help the situation, and when Riley was forced to tap them out, she was actually relieved. A wide grey eye stared up at Riley in pure gratitude.

She would have thanked the Demoness out loud as well, had Charlie not already started dragging her off in a manner that could still be argued as dancing, but...probably wasn't.

Aww, she couldn't even stay to watch her friends!

"I-I'm sorry I got us tapped out!" She managed to get out once she recalled exactly why they were moving away from the main group of dancers. Poor Charlie, he clearly wanted to dance and she was...so very bad at it.

The throbbing music quickly infiltrated his swimming head as Icky clumsily careened down the hall. Occasionally his movements slowed and he would rest a hand on the nearest wall, letting his claws drag against the dark stone and accompany the music with a dull scratching noise heard only by his own ears. The red bags beneath his eyes were darker than usual, more pronounced as if he hadn't slept a wink, and in place of a characteristic grin or swinging tongue was a tightly closed mouth, just the smallest edges of his teeth poking out between his lips.

Icky's outfit looked dirty, even dirtier than it had been at the auction. There was a large dark spot on his side as if someone splashed him with something and the smell of alcohol was all too apparent on his clothes and breath while there was none to be found on his person. Whenever the boggart regained his footing, he would attempt to mumble and hum along with the music even if he didn't know the words or like the song to begin with, resulting in some rather interesting additions on his part -- mostly involving a slew of curses and caustic giggles.

Unlike at the auction, when the monster reached the doors, he gently pulled one open and let it close softly behind himself. He stood at the entrance for a moment, scanning the crowd blankly as acidic gas bubbled up into his throat and he let out a quiet belch.

Everyone was up and dancing with their dates or mingling, all the students paired together either with their ghouls and boils or their gaggle of chattering friends. There was no sign of a certain ghoul. His stomach squirmed uneasily and he looked away, using the wall to keep himself upright as he scouted out a place to sit. There were snacks lined up on some tables, complete with some sort of punch in a few colors. A clawed hand rested on his stomach for a moment before he determined that he would need some food to settle down. Mellow as he was, he wasn't right because he had gone and drank a lot on an empty stomach. That and who could pass up free food?

Without a word or glance to anyone, the boggart moved around a few groups, through some others, and stopped in front of the snack bar. All sorts of chocolates, cakes and candies; chocolate covered roaches, strawberry snot cakes, caramel hearts (where did they get the hearts for that, Icky wondered) and all sorts of things he hadn't seen before themed in red, black and... sometimes pink. His lip curled at the pink but food was food so Icky grabbed an armful of as many things as he could carry, not even bothering with a plate, and poured himself a glass of punch. With everyone standing, it was easy to find an empty table and Icky plopped himself down, dropping a few of his snacks. Letting out another belch, his tongue snaked from his lips and curled around one of the chocolate roaches to pull it back into his mouth.

It tasted funny but maybe that was the booze messing with his senses, it was already messing with his motor skills. As he ate, he slowly felt more at ease and let his eyes wander more. Eventually he spotted a certain fancy-dressed snot monster accompanied by a doll with some of the best legs he had seen on a ghoul -- besides the cracks. He gave a short, yellow toothed grin at the sight, unsure if Bul caught sight of him yet, before returning to his 'meal'.

A free hand slid into one of his pockets, two long wooden claws gently curling around the small skull pin he had retrieved at the auction. Before he arrived, he made sure to slip a flask of cider beneath not only Bul's but Sarias' doors, some of the strongest stuff he knew how to get his claws on and exactly what he had been drinking that night. Would she even bother coming? Well, it wasn't as though he had said who the cider was from and she needed this pin. Surely she would track him down eventually.

Oh, but Gabrian had to admit that the whole ordeal had been horribly entertaining. When he'd set out to take his revenge on Ren, he hadn't expected it to go quite this well. In fact, the nix had very much expected his whole plan to backfire. When it didn't and had, instead, turned out better than he had planned, well, it left him feeling particularly pleased with himself, "Nope, Given the fact you were taking on the submissive role earlier... I think we should obviously continue falling into place, Ren," his hands were neatly tucked into his pockets, his tie in place, and amusingly enough, during their earlier ordeal, he'd made sure the gryphon's clothes and hair were all in place.

"I say we go find our ghouls and have a bit of fun now, yes," he turned a smirk on his friend, still more than slightly amused. In fact, overall, the nix was in an extremely good mood; this was due to the fact that he rarely lashed out against his friend (it generally took quite a bit to get Gabrian to plot out revenge), but when he did and succeeded at it... well, it was simply more than slightly entertaining, "Oh, geez, Ren. Stop your sulking. You very much enjoyed that, even if it scared you stiff. Besides..." and here he leaned over towards his friend, as if he were about to whisper something particularly incriminatory, "I won't tell them if you don't. Your secrets are safe with me. For now."

He spotted both Alessa and LW just a small way away and reached out to grab the gryphon by the wrist, "I see them," he gave his friend a slight tug before letting go. Alas, before he got to the ghouls, he noticed the gnomes and the sign up for the dance competition. Given the fact he was feeling particularly daring that night, he reached up and signed himself up with the she-wolf.

Gabrian and Little-Wolfe will be dancing like we've never danced before!

That done, he made his way towards LW, sparring the nagual with her a small glance before bowing down before them both, "It seems Ren has graciously released me from my auction duties, which means... that I would be most delighted if you would consider taking me on as your escort for the night, my dear," and as he said that, he reached out, taking LW's hand in order to place a soft kiss on it's back, "Please forgive the chaos caused and.... would you perhaps grant me the honor of dancing with me?" yup, he was still feeling high from his earlier triumph.

A bit occupied with looking at the floor a moment, he shot his eyes back up and gave a nervous smile. "Oh no. You're doing great. You're a natural." Then again, it wasn't like they were doing swing or the waltz here, but taking it easy seemed to be working for them. They had yet to be disqualified, and it seemed that they were doing much better than some. He heard a few outs being shouted from the gnomes one by one, and he had yet to hear their name. As of yet, he didn't know if that was a good or bad thing. Sure, it was nice just easily dancing in place, turning slowly, but they were close now, and he was more or less trying to make sure he had his footing by keeping his hand against her back. There was definably something up with this floor. It was really strange. He had no problem at school moving about. There usually was slime or dirt or some manner of nastiness and he never had any problems with that. Here….this floor……….it was evil!

He tried to keep talking so she wouldn’t notice his concern. "Haven't danced before? I would think someone like you would be asked to a lot of dances. Not even a family get together?" He asked, glancing up to her and trying to see if there was a reason she wasn't taken to dances.