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Hadiyya had arrived before her dates, having made a promise to the band that she'd do what she could to make sure they had an excellent audience, with lots of participation. Participation would come in the form of dancing, and if she had to, she would just start nabbing individuals from the surrounding crowd and pull them along for a waltz. She didn't have a definitive plan yet, but she would certainly figure something out. Regardless, she would be having fun doing it.

Timing wise things seemed to be working out rather well. As the djinn entered the tent Terra was finishing up her song, which meant the reaper ghoul was free to drag out onto the dance floor while the boils played.

Crossing the room, Yaya made a bee-line for the blonde, and when she reached the other ghoul she looped either tanned arm around her. A careful eye would notice a touch of color to her usual henna. The demon had decided to play the role of a tattooed lady, and her attire was chosen to show off quite a bit of delectable skin, as well as the lovely swirl of designs that were painted over it.

Pressing cheek to cheek, she murmured against the other ghoul's hair as she shifted her grip to take hold of Terra's hands. "You owe me a dance, darling."

Terra jumped slightly, then brilliantly smiled. "Yaya!" she said happily, hugging the other ghoul. "Yes, I would love to! But I must tell my date first!" she said, heading for the ghoul sitting on the stage.

"Angeline, do you mind if I dance with Yaya for a bit?" she asked eagerly. "I am sure that the boils of the band will enjoy having you sit there for a bit longer. And I will not be long!"

Freya heard that call, from Mikey, and her phone was out in minutes. As she waited for him to respond, she took Kettil's hand in hers and helped close the gap.

The ghoul was on a mission.

Jericho stepped into the area, taking a good look around at the way the place was decorated. This technically wasn't his first prom, but it certainly was the first time in his 'own' memory to be at such an occasion. It was strange, yet exciting in it's own way.

Alongside Malodore and Riley, he looked them over for the moment. They were quite a flaming group. Though, it was more literal with Riley in terms of how she looked. She was the girl who was on fire.

"So this is it... Prom. What do we do exactly? Just uh.. mingle and eat?"

Poke received a reassuring smile. "You'll do great! If you get nervous just pretend you're all by yourself...or that the entire carnival is naked. But that doesn't work for me, personally." The ghoul cleared her throat and scratched the back of her neck with her free hand. Err, yeah. That.

...Stitchtits. Seriously? The ghoul's expression moved quickly from surprise to aggrivated, but it was quickly smoothed over to something at least tolerable. She was trying very hard to be friendly, and she wanted to keep it that way.

"That isn't my name, and I would prefer if you chose a more decent name." Poke made her presence known again, and the Patchwork giggled. "Is that what you're doing, Lou? Looking for a date? I'm sorry to say I already have one, so you're fishing in the wrong barrel." Or something. How did that saying go again? Oh well. Still, to humor him, she reached out to pluck a card from the deck with her free hand, eyeing it but keeping it out of his line of vision.

She was smarter than that, Lou. Her sleeve remained covering her torso.

Jack was in the building.

Well, okay it actually took a fair bit to maneuver through the room with such an opulent dress , but he was ecstatic to enjoy prom again. Sure it wasn't as big of an entrance as it had been last year with Remi, but Jack had promised a young miss a partner for the evening - or until they dispersed to entertain others.

Catching sight of her, he trudged (gracefully) towards her, his dress sparklingin the dance-hall's lights, tail flicking behind him. Sure, he was a chaperon also, but he could have a little fun.

"That fits you rather well, I'm glad we decided to go with something . . . fitting and contradicting at the same time." He teased her playfully, his eyes smiling as he looked down to Imryn, giving her a warm welcome as he offered a hand. "I hope you're not terribly overwhelmed, nor that I was too late. Got a little caught up in the fabric - you'd be surprised how heavy that this can get." He hoped.

Katarina Everard

Lucky for the furnace dog, he was given a little slip explaining who he had been given as a partner to escort to the prom. It was a nice idea, offering up blind dates for those who were still fresh in the school, such as Xavier and himself. He was very certain that the demon would feel better if he had a good prom, then writing his name down for him would have been without vain.

Clearing his throat a little, he wandered close to a smaller woman - a reaper he was told, hoping he had it right.

"Millie? Are you her?" He offered, tail swishing slowly behind him, standing in a head to toe altered tuxedo, vent in his chest slowly glowing in the dimmed lights. "I'm Eldrid, your date, I believe."

Totes smooth.

Hadiyya waited patiently, for Terra to ask her date for a moment of time, then grinned as the other ghoul returned and offered a brilliant suggestion for appropriate dance moves. "Yes, I think that'll do nicely."

And without further ado, the djinn joined in, mimicking Terra at first, before adding her own little flare after.




It was a little more challenging in high heels, but Yaya rocked that s**t anyways.

Ying was more nervous than Kiwi could ever hope to be. Was her dress okay? Did Kiwi's fit alright? Would people think it strange to see a famine pony in such Conquestian clothing? So many questions to ask and none of them answered! It was all too terrifying. Perhaps they should just go home.

She took a deep breath, preparing to broach the room, but instead was pulled back by Kiwi, who had something to say. "Yes friend, what is it?" she asked curiously, before he pulled out a lovely little corsage, fashioned from all natural resources. She gasped as he put it on her wrist, resisting the urge to bounce up and down with joy. "Oh friend, it is most lovely! I could not hope for a lovelier corsage!!" Surely Jing would be jealous- he'd been pouring his efforts into corsages as the prom approached. This one though, the gift from Kiwi, was much better.

"I think we should dance. That is what you do at one of these dances after all, yes?" Ying's eyes were sparkling but it was quite apparent she had no idea what that entailed. "Perhaps we could find some of our friends as well? I would like to show them how handsome you are in Conquest clothes!"