|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2014 8:15 pm
Titus bared his teeth, staying still as Riyo creeped in. He tried to take a step back to ease the tension on his suspenders but the feline managed to keep them tightly drawn. Damn this outfit. Never again. " Yes, its a threat." Though nothing was coming to mind right off the top of his head. Not when he was worried about getting snapped in the back. " Trust me I'll think of something."
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2014 8:55 pm
Micail shifted slightly after his run in with the photo booth. Jack, he really hoped no one saw that. His ears perked up as a song he recognized came on and he soon found himself moving to the beat. However, before he got too much into it his ears picked up a tone coming from one of his pockets. Recognizing the tone he quickly dug into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He pressed a button and the screen came to life showing that he had received a text from none other then Kemnebi. He grinned happily and quickly slid the top open to reveal a key pad so he could reply. Katsura Zanshin Yoh! Of course! Like I'd miss this. Sweet. See you over there wink With that he hit the send button and quickly made his way over to the drink table. On his way he wondered if Nebi dressed up as well or if she would even be able to recognize him. He couldn't help the chuckle as he thought about what she would say when she saw him. After pushing his way through some students he made it to the drink table. Looking around he didn't spot her yet so he sent another text.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2014 9:03 pm
Deacon was really ******** late, and he wasn't quite sure how guilty he should have felt about it. After all, he had an obligation to meet Demi, as unexpected and unwilling as the reasoning behind that had been. The tabby still had no idea who needed his fist-to-face thanks for that auction sign-up.
He had really not dressed properly for the rave that was this dance.
Every other year had been so formal...
He should have actually paid attention to the information on the fliers. <******** moment Deacon stepped through the door, the tesla coils soured his mood. His hair frizzed and his tail must have quadrupled in size. This was not okay.
The only reason that he didn't turn right around and leave again was because he didn't want to get shocked a second time. Time to look for alternate escape routes.Bloodlust Dante I am still so behind, holy s**t. Face your demons I cannot apologize enough. OTL
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2014 9:05 pm
Riyo gently replaced one of them against his back, careful to slip her hand away without causing it to smack against his skin. She kept the other raised away as she moved around to his front, her pointer finger hooked under the suspender. "Then maybe you'd want to negotiate?" She tilted her head, her finger the only thing keeping him from a world of pain.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2014 9:13 pm
One strap was replaced with care but Riyo still held the other hostage as she moved around to his front. He eyed her with a raised brow, his gaze darting to the light hold she held on the suspender in her grasp. " Negotiate?" His eyes narrowed wondering what he was going to get himself into. " What do you want?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2014 9:25 pm
Van practically preened, grinning from ear to ear with his canine teeth. His tongue changed colours to a content fuschia. He hadn't been called handsome before; he'd take it. And she didn't seem overly irritated that he was a bundle of energy.
Van clapped his hands together and was rocking back and forth from heel to toes, excited; "I can't believe you noticed and you have a closet full of them you're so cooool! I KNEW we'd get along!!" That was a lie, Van knew nothing, and nobody ever got along with him.
Van again was pretty stoked. He leaned in to admire her markings, too, "Did you paint the spell stuff on, too??" he asked, as if there was an alternative.
"Yeah, let's do it! I'll go wherever you wanna," he said, just as enthusiastic about photos as he was about dancing. Seemed like literally anything she suggested, Van'd be all for it.hanging gallow YAYY awesome we should find some more band members O uO What about The Strays is that a weird band name lmao IDK I thought it was kind of cute because van and kier are van and kier. Also omgg we will we can do it <3 Did you wanna do the next tag from inside the photo booth? xD --------- Damien was nothing if not confident in himself, and that made Brand laugh. It was beautifully familiar; shyness was not exactly a quality nurtured amongst the Ravensdales. "Confidence is sexy," Brand said, his white lashes glowing over amused eyes.
He was also pleased that Demi accepted the offered arm. He leaned in conspiratorially, "I do, too," he admitted, regarding the show. "The more watching, the better," he added, before he leaned back laughing manicly. "So, Deacon! And mingling-- and oh, I'd be so terribly pleased to show you off, how could I not be?"
Shameless.
Brand may or may not have blown a kiss at Damien.
"Nowww... let's see," Brand said, looking around the room, "do we want to greet familiar faces, or ones that we recognize?" he asked Demi. Brand was wholly comfortable doing either. "And speaking of familiar faces..." Brand raised a hand to his eyes as if that would make his lashes stop glowing in his vision. "Is that Deacon?"
Hitsuzen I'm just glad you could make it! <3 HELLO
Bloodlust Dante biggrin <3 I have pretty busy days, I'm just happy to be RPing, it's fun with the two of them AND the three of them xD
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 5:49 am
Barth did gradually begin to feel a bit better.
It was not thanks to the music.
He switched to a different pattern, to see if Zar would follow along as easily, and to expand both their repertoires.
"Thank you," Barth said, "But yes, it's strange what taking things slowly can do for one's observational skills." More quietly he added, "I am sorry, the theme-" had thrown him off a bit, "but I won't give it any more thought."
There was a warmer blush of feeling. Barth still did not relinquish the distance.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 6:06 am
"A couple of things." The ghoul declared, her face temporarily contemplative. Okay so she really wasn't 100% sure, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. "I want... A dance." Yes, that sounded good. "Aaaand... Maybe I want a kiss when nobody else is looking." Her voice lowered as much as the loud music would allow ... Not that she wouldn't have been able to get these things without holding him hostage, but this was fun. Also she was fresh out of ideas for suffering.
Riyo looked at him as seriously as she could. "Do you accept these terms?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 10:26 am
The idea of dressing up in attire that was vastly different from her own was both exciting and 'a pain in the rear'. She was used to her normal flowy clothing that left her the ability to move more freely than others. But it was far too much fun to try and think up an outfit and she decided on a figure that she in no way really resembled. The law. Her large tan cap nearly engulfed her head, seeming to only show her right eye as she walked into the party area. Her skirt was at least a little flowy but not by much. But she had made sure to give herself some room when it came to her crisp tanned so-official-looking military jacket. Her amber gaze scanned the area. Sometimes being as tall as she was helped. "Wonder where she is...?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 11:42 am
A dance. It was always dancing with these ghouls. It wasn't that Titus didn't know how to dance he had been taught since the time he was young for formal affairs but he didn't really find it enjoyable. " Fine." Though her next stipulation had his mouth tugging into a grin. Maybe it was a little more boost than his confidence really needed. " Can't seem to get enough can you?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 12:39 pm
Riyo gently eased the tension of the strap until she held it loosely against his chest, her grin shifting to a less menacing smile. Regardless of whether she was filling up his ego with too much air or not, he was right. She really couldn't. It was an issue, and that much she was well aware of, but addiction was not something she easily overcame once hooked. "Maybe." She admitted tentatively, still trying to come to terms with the idea. "Is that going to be a problem?" Her tone was teasing, though it was a rather serious question. "I wouldn't want to burden you with such a grueling task."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 1:11 pm
His suspender finally eased a little and Titus no longer had the terrible feeling he was going to get snapped in the chest. At least for now. "No, not a problem." Titus shook his head, moving to pull the suspender the rest of the way from her grasp if he could manage it. "The grueling task will be the dance." He was not ashamed to admit he didn't like it but he would dance if that's what she wanted to do. The demon just wouldn't be happy about it.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 1:48 pm
Zar did follow along, so instinctively tuned into the other demon's movements that he did not even notice they had changed their dance until they were already well and truly into it. His tail sleekly moved behind him, showing surprising agility as it darted between moving legs and hooves without being stepped on. He was still trying very hard to keep his emotions in check, to simply be a pleasant companion for once in his life, but he had never been very good at it. Emotions were always such a bother.
The closeness was reassuring in its own way, rendered respectable by the formality of the event and the gesture. "It is no problem." he said gently, easing off his grip on the link, giving earnest access to the combination of sadness, inadequacy and other more hopeful and infinitely more shameful emotions. "But it is always better to think.". He'd been taught not to think, to simply do as he was told and it had never done him any good "How else does one work anything out?" He wanted to understand what the problem was but found himself stifled by the twin obstacles of pride and public spaces. He couldn't pry any more than that and if Barth didn't want to talk about it, there was no way to make him.
"The last dance I remember was awful." And it hadn't been anything to do with the organization or theme of the dance itself.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 4:44 pm
Damien knew this was a recipe for disaster. But he loved every second of it. "Sorry Brand but I have my eye on another." the hound blurted, his mouth too fast for his brain to catch up as the seconds passed from hearing his own words, rolling their meaning around in his mind again, feeling his grin falter slightly. "Whom I dunno may or may not be interested in me, it complicated." the wind was quickly dying out from under his sails as his eyes dulled, mulling the situation over. It was not something that he wanted to dwell on, this was supposed to be a fun night. A night away from thinking about it. But the friend in arms, quite literally, was a good way of fighting off the empty feeling in his belly, especially when the boil blew a kiss that had him sputtering at his antics. "I am not your trophy husband, ok fine, maybe tonight, i am." he rolled his eyes, giving in to the concept. Damien joined in with the eagle eyed search, mirroring his movements at the general direction of- "I think it is deacon." the low, hushed sounds as he crouched down and tried to move to circle behind the boil. "Maybe we should go... 'greet' him."With science, and spooking. The Brand/Damien alliance was in his mind, amazing and disastrous for those on the outside of it.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 5:11 pm
"Good." Riyo made no objections to her hand being removed from his strap, though she eyed him warily in case he tried to pull something else. "It doesn't have to be a long dance." She tried to assure him. The only reason she really wanted to dance was because it was an excuse to be close to him. "You could teach me how to do that funky dancing you did at prom." Not that she would be any good at it, but it would at least be hilarious for him.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
