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Naturally, on the one day Mitzi wanted to have all day to get ready, her mother had decided she needed to call.

And lecture her.

For hours.

By the time the call was over, the ghoul had been half considering not even going, her mood was so foul. If not for the fact that a friend had somehow apparently found her a date, she might not have. She had to rush through getting ready, and was running very late by the time she decided she was ready and headed out.

As she walked in and recognized the song playing, though, she started to cheer up. A slight smile began to play at her lips, as she looked around the room for anyone she knew. She started into the crowd, half continuing to look for any of her friends, but half simply heading towards the dance floor. She wasn't sure she'd make it by the end of the song, but she certainly wanted to try.

Maybe after that she'd try to find somewhere to wait for her "date" to find her. She didn't know anything about him except that he was a demon, and that he'd find her... hopefully he hadn't ended up leaving when he couldn't find her, although, given the crowd, he probably was still looking for her.

Shaheen was wandering around, alone for whatever reason. Her and Shikoba may have arrived together, but they certainly didn't appear to be spending much time socializing with each other. She was, in fact, looking for the aggravating man right at that moment, having lost him at some point in the evening. Really, how did one lose a towering hulk of a war horseman? She had no idea, but for some reason she decided to blame the loud and mind numbingly ridiculous music currently blasting out from the speakers by the screejay booth. Wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle, ya? What the bloody hell.....is this what these scarelings actually considered to be music?

Still, she made her own way towards the dance floor, wings twitching behind her in irritation, the layers and ruffles of her dress making a light rustling sound as she walked. She craned herself upwards, trying to get a better view of those on the dance floor but still not able to find her 'date'.

Drat.

Spinning on one heel, she turned around to head back towards the main entrance, now thinking that perhaps he had gone outside, or possibly even left altogether, when she found herself face to face..or rather...waist to face? with a pink haired ghoul that was heading towards the dance floor. Suddenly feeling quite awkward and tall and in the way, the horsewoman muttered a "Sorry," before shifting to the side to get out of the way, before an idea struck her.

"Wait, you...uh..girl!" Was girl the proper word to use? Shaheen had no idea, nor did she really spare it much thought. "Have you perhaps seen a very tall, dark, and possibly handsome.." She supposed he might be considered handsome to some? Shaheen really didn't pay much attention to looks, though, "War horseman around here? I seem to have ah..misplaced him. His face looks something like this." She did her best impersonation of Shiks stoic mask of a face, which was not so surprisingly not much unlike the expression she usually wore herself.

The music had slowed again. Mei could still feel herself buzzing from the wild dance fest. Perhaps she event felt a little light headed.

She watched as Alex shuffled away, glad to have had chance to dance with her friend. Turning to Eisheth she smiled widely. "I don't know about you but I am super thirsty now. But that can wait if you wanted to dance to this song too."

Yeah, as much fun as Shehk would have had reading them over the phone, she would have eventually lost her voice from how often the dragon was in hiding. The darn hermit.

"I'll get you my copies later. Well, you could probably take 'The Little Prince' tonight after our Murder Mystery is over." she nodded. "Since it's still in that bookcase with Dracula, Wolf Leader, and Frankenstein."

Yes, Shehk was slowly lending her own collection to Student Council functions.

As for Sammy's reaction, Shehk couldn't help but frown, reaching over to squeeze Jericho's hand at the 'She couldn't forget you' implication. She already had a good idea of how it was working out right then, after all.

Levi had never had a mate before. She had no idea West did. By her understanding, the two of them were in the same situation; they knew most of the mechanics but not the execution of this coupling thing. It meant they'd equally claimed each other for life by her tatzelwurm standards. No, she hadn't verbalized this to West; Levi naively believed it to be a universal understanding.

West's actions continued to reassure her that the wrath demon was invested into this. The second time, however brief, was sweeter than the first and Levi internally whined that didn't endure. Her purring began and ended all too soon when West pulled back and spoke, his hands heightening her awareness of just how close they were. As if his lips weren't proof enough.

NO No, not ashamed! Levi wasn't ashamed of finding him and being chosen as a mate. Rather, it was difficult to express herself on the issue to others. All her life the ghoul fought smart mouthed boils who told her she was no ghoul. It was her reason for dancing only in private, the reason she strived so hard to train and the reason she continuously challenged West in the first place. Realizing she needed to follow up her exclamation, the tatzel continued with softened features. Not'shamed neither. Just- ... yew know n' I know. Who'else needs ta'know? Perhaps she was selfishly keeping him to herself as well. A deja vu hit her; seeing West with another ghoul riled her up inside to the point where a grumble sounded in her throat and her ears flattened with frustration. There was a forgotten sadness there as well that she felt but had no explanation for; a hurt. Was this something that she dreamed? That's 'nuff fer me.

Levi's hands slid up to West's shoulders, pressing him back as she moved back in to continue their kissing exchange. Her skin was tingling and the longer she stayed there outside alone with him, the more she forgot about dancing, punch or meat. Her prom was right here with West. After thinking about not having him, this kiss was threatening to last a lifetime.

Would they ever detach? Tune in next week. Same wrath time. Same wrath channel.

Phone posts via phone? PHONECEPTION Y'ALL.



Something was going on at his end apparently to scramble the words so.

"I know, I've admired these before~" Mac grinned, playing with a couple of the buttons for a moment or two after he put on the watch.

She returned the kiss and Mac's arm slid from the wall, both moving to trail down her sides and to grip her waist. He had no qualms about forgetting that Prom existed and to just enjoy this time, their first year anniversary as a couple.