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 Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 8:58 pm
(Panther and Cal)
"Well he's- a little bit," Serena conceded. She was a modest young woman when not taken up by love of her Pokemon. "..but he's most important as my best friend." 'Kato' was given another shy smile, shoulders ducked slightly, as if she was revealing some personal secret. Perhaps she was.
"Ah-" The young woman's cheeks colored. "Well-" She glanced back to Vulpes, saw him safe and sound, and allowed herself a tentative little grin as she put her hand in his again. "I think I'd like that."
the Ninetails sneered, red eyes slightly slitted.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:00 pm
(Mau & Moloch)
"Wha-Oh!" Was Nyx's reply to Mau's warning and actual dipping of her. Nyx's hair hung down behind her, almost upside down, and resembled her normal style much more closely while she was in that position. She blushed deeply; Mau was very close and she could feel his breath on her neck when he whispered something about a dragonair. Dragonair? Her attention snapped away from thoughts about strong Mau was and to the dragonair he was eyeballing. "Oooh...." She whispered in reply.
Darwin kept hold of Moloch's paw and waved his hand dismissively towards the humans. If there was a reason for biting, they'd know it without seeing it. "Bwudu!" He insisted. Dancing was fun, and the giant pooch needed to loosen up!
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:03 pm
(Panther and Serena)Blossom furrowed her brow in anger. She needed to calm down... There was no use letting anger get the best of her, but she didn't want to be caught in a lie. She had heard tale of contest from all around from Cal, guess it came in handy today. She blinked at the Ninetail's question, She scoffed.
Speaking of "Miss Tiffany," Cal was looking quiet bored of the festivities, taking a few sips of the drink in her hand, before placing it on a nearby table. More pokemon where being released by the second, most of these wealthy people had brought brag worthy pokemon.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:04 pm
(Monocle Man)
Faleen made a nose like a small pleased chuckle "Thank you, and to be able to tell just from looking? you seem to know quite a bit about Pokemon."
Her hands once again folded in front of her again.
"This is my first year, I'm delighted with how many wonderful Pokemon there are to see here"
Umbreon blinked at the man when he bent down to get a closer look, but he didn't make any movement.
She held her hand out to him "My name is Kaylee,"
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:06 pm
(@Ethan)
Leonard let out a sigh of relief as Claire left to take care of her Pidgeot. Normally he would be a little peeved at being abandoned again... But that meant that he no longer had to deal with the winged terror. Or his hot-headed partner for that matter. No more physical abuse either way.
"A new teammate?" Now Leonard started to sound more genuinely interested. "Was it... one of those new Pokemon?"
A metallic clatter made him whirl around. While talking to Ethan, Leonard's Leafeon managed to knock one of the plates with the gourmet poffins off the table. He didn't seem to mind the mess he was making though. He started to eat the delicacies off the floor, wagging his tail happily.
"What the- Steve!" Leonard rushed over, face turning red from embarrassment. "I thought I told you... Honestly you're just as bad as Brick sometimes."
He pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped the crumbs off the Leafeon's mouth. Stupid Pokemon!
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:14 pm
(Leonard)
"Yeah," Ethan grinned, obviously proud as he was already spinning a Pokeball on his fingertips. "Want to see it?"
"Once your Leafon's squared away, that is," he added. While he watched the culinary chaos, he made no move to assist the overtaxed trainer.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:16 pm
@Aila and Isadora (my love! <3)
Curiouser and curiouser... Aila seemed especially impatient around that man, but girls would be girls, he supposed. He smiled at her, nodding curtly in agreement before spinning her quickly... away from him. He lost sight of her in the crowd soon enough and 'stumbled' backwards... right into an unsuspecting Isadora. He watched as the champagne glass she had been holding in her hand toppled to the table and spilled its contents on the pearly white cloth. The fragile glass miraculously did not shatter on impact and instead it rolled gently to a stop, appearing instantly ashamed that it had let its precious liquid escape onto the dirty floor.
"Oh dear me, gracious me I am so sorry Mi- Oh! Miss Isadora!" he stopped, holding his hand over his mouth in 'surprise.' Of course it had been her; who else? "Please accept my humblest apologies and allow me to get you another drink..."
He lowered his voice and raised his hand so as not to be overheard by any other partygoers. "And here I was, insisting to the server that a single glass of champagne would not - in fact - make me too tipsy to dance."
He smiled at his last statement while simultaneously holding out a hand and grabbing a glass of champagne from a passing tray. "See, a gentleman's word is always true."
((Permission given by Tinn for partial godmod))
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:22 pm
{Sorano}
Tethys raised a mildly bemused ice blue brow at the request.
Deimos, on the other hand, lit up. "What a fabulous idea!" He turned a broad grin on his chilly companion, "Isn't that a fabulous idea, Tethys? Dancing. Go dance." He made a shooing motion toward the dance floor, "Get to know our new friend."
Tethys did not think this was a fabulous idea, and the questioning expression she leveled at her companion said as much. "Sir, I don't dance."
"Tethyyyys." Deimos crooned, his voice slipping an octave lower, "Let's not be rude. Mr. Clyde wants to dance. And he's such an interesting fellow."
"When you put it that way, sir." Tethys glided forward. Sorano's offered hand was taken with the care and unfamiliarity of a foreign object. Despite all appearances, he would find her skin was warm and her expression.. impassive, as though there was a layer between herself and the surface. "Please excuse my clumsiness. I rarely indulge in frivolities."
Deimos resumed his smirk, leaning against the hors d'oeuvres table with one hand, the other hand coming to rest on his hip. The table groaned against the floor and slid away a foot. The pink-haired man nearly toppled over, but recovered and quickly yanked the table back into place, acting as though nothing had happened, "You kids have fun."
{Ran}
The dragonair glared at Ran reproachfully, wrinkling her snout as though she'd smelled something offensive. {Apparently they'll just let anyone into these things}.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:26 pm
(@Ethan)
Steve still looked at the food wistfully after he was cleaned up. Leonard, fearful of another accident, sighed and grabbed a cookie off another plate and gave it to him. The Leafeon purred while happily nibbling on it, making 'omnomnom' noises.
"I'm sorry. He can't control himself around food..." Leonard sighed. "But yes, I would love to see your new Pokemon."
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:33 pm
[Faleen]
"James Swanson," the old man returned, taking her hand and kissing the back of it.
"And yes, I have quite the trained eye. Judged many a contest. You learn to read the subtle signs over years of experience."
Again he gave a merry chuckle. "I am pleased that you could come, and hope to see you next year and many years to come as well."
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:38 pm
(Dante and Sao)
("Apparently they have quite low standards of guests. After all, you got in.") Ran tilted her head. She looked to any who were observing the pokemon that she was well behaved and pleasant. Movements graceful and deliberate as if she had a pedigree background. But everything she did was taunting the dragon pokemon.
When they were righted, Mau gave Nyx a half spin, crossing the woman's arms in front of herself as he held her to him. They were both staring at the Dragonair in this position. Again, Mau leaned in, his lips close to her skin. "When the song is over..." he wanted to get close to that pokemon. He must know more about it... and he was worried, slightly, about Ran. If for some reason the trainer of that dragonair had little control over their pokemon.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:39 pm
(serena and Cal)Best friend. He took her hand again and kissed it, allowing time for his own thoughts. His own pokemon had become his important friends. What would he do if they were stolen from him? For a moment he thought he should abort the mission. Tell her he was tired, and let her keep the pokemon that was more important then money, was a friend. He pushed down the feeling, realizing he had become too attached in that short time. It must just be the rebound still affecting on him. He was part of Team Rocker and sentimental moments like this would not be tolerated. Instead of acting on the feeling he faked it, straitening and leading her through the tango, letting his cues be soft touches, knowing she would not need strong reminders; she was a better dancer then he. He kept a pleasant smile on his face and watched her. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted Seth, dancing like he was born to do it with Nadja. It seemed they had taken a liking to each other. For a moment he foresaw a dark shadow over them, with his personal doom lurking. Almost missing a cue, he dragged himself back on track, on keeping her occupied until the signal. The Gengar shot a glance to his master and shrugged a bit.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:50 pm
(Tethys)
Like an eager Stantler pulling the sleigh of a holly-jolly man, Sorano parried a pathway through the hoards of people after he bid a quiet nod to Deimos. Her warmth was but equal with his, as if those two hands could meld together to one. It took all he could to prevent them from clamming up; that would just be terrible. Sorano chose to remain silent through their short expedition. What was there to say anyway? With a woman so, dare he think, intimidating, he'd rather not say a word. Upon reaching the dance floor, he slipped his hands onto her simply for benefit of a stance.
Yet, he probably felt as uncomfortable as she did.
Now, what was the style of dance for tonight? Typical ballroom? Waltz? Foxtrot? The ears sheltered beneath teal hair caught the tune of a dance he even dreaded more with an unknown woman: tango criollo. Ah, but what else to paint the utter dread of this woman? Looking at the dance from an artist's POV, he was ready.
"I'll lead . . . " he muttered under the harshness of the orchestra. Was there really a need to tell her though? Arching his shoulders squarely, he took the promenade position (though quite unusual as it is usually situated for ballroom . . . he just wanted as much space between her and Tethys as possible) and swept tightly back into a couple of hard and rather sensual back steps.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 10:01 pm
(James Swanson)
James Swanson, she's head that name before, at least, she though she had, years ago.
Still, for now she let the though to the side for later. Whatever pokemon he had would be very skilled, he was certainly one for consideration.
"Should time and opportunity permit, I will gladly return in the future."
Taking a moment to look out onto the dance floor, she paused when she saw a couple that caught her eye... not only for who they were, but... how they were dancing.
Her hazel eyes widened, lips parting softly in what could be viewed as amazement.
Elite Nadja and Seth were locked in dance, preforming what Faleen could easily describe as the most sizzling Tango she's ever witnessed, and she's seen some of the best dancers preform.
The blushing on her cheeks was starting to show through the makeup, enhanced by the dance.
"Oh my..."
It had been a long time since she had ever danced, and despite how much she gave up of her old life, a dancer never quite lost the ache for the art, that poor excuse of a dancer in Carl had just been an insult.
Where had Nadja and Seth learned to dance like -that- they made quite the dancing pare.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 10:08 pm
(Mau)
Nyx nodded, when the song was finished, they'd schmooze with the owner and get into position. With all of that thinking done, her attention was back on the dance and on exactly where she was. Mau was holding her to him, his warm body against her back and his strong arms wrapped around her. Her skin flushed, though she would swear up and down that it was from all of the blood having rushed to her upper body while he had held her upside down.
At least he wasn't dancing with her like- Nadja and Seth. Nyx huffed, her irritation at the fact they were a couple resurfacing again, but she half twirled back into position, clasping Mau's hands firmly. There was a spark in her eye as she tried to mimic Miss Nadja's dance steps.
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