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Zar very irritably straightened up, tail curling in fury at his heels as he rearranged his outfit back into place and straightened up his mask.

He then stepped over Nuru as if avoiding some spillage on the floor. "Positively shocking conduct Nuru. You should be ashamed."

Drinking, drinking, drinking—

Mot... you have excellent hair.

“PFFFFFFFFFFT!” That was the sound of Hel spitting out the punch she just had in her mouth. “Aaaahahahahaha!” The valkyrie howled with laughter, one arm wrapped around her stomach as she shook. She ended up laughing her way through a good portion of the conversation, gasping for air. “O..oh…ahaha…o-of course I would fight you barehanded and with my spear!” She affirmed, reaching out to pat the ghoul’s shoulder again, but paused as Shun wandered by and commented on her skill.

Shun randomly commenting that she was capable?

The reaper cupped a hand around her mouth. “I LOVE YOU LIKE A BROTHER, SHUN!” Hel cried gleefully.

That being said, the ghoul straightened and turned back to Mot and Amarus. “…Ah…Mot…as far as physical features go, you have long and nimble fingers, alright? Very appealing.” She patted his elbow in an assuring gesture, and turned her attention back to the ghost. “Ah, that sounds excellent, friend! Both are very good for training regardless! You just need to keep working at it, and I am sure you will have it down in no time! Every little bit helps, ya?”

Sibyl gasped, hands flying to her mouth as her jaw dropped. "Ohnoes! No dancing?!" She actually seemed to believe him until he set her down on her feet. Sibyl took a moment to fix her hair and dress, smiling again. That had been fun! She wanted to do that again sometime!

But there was dancing to be had first!

"Yaaaaaay~!" She cheered, taking the offered claw without even a moment's hesitation. A movement caught her eye and she glanced over toward Malodore and its pretty purple ghoulfriend as it waved to her. Her smile widened and she lifted an arm to flail it around in a frantic, happy wave. She's so proud of you, Malodore.

Her attention was turned back to Aymet. It was dance time.

Dancing is serious business. So what if there's no music right now.

Where their minds were, they didn't need no stinkin' music.



Amrita surprised her, or at least Amrita's sudden arrival did. The ghoul jumped, looking to the little vetala with wide eyes. Oh, she was okay. She was good. As she commented on Christof's hard work, however, Junko frowned. "Christof did work very hard, yes. I'm sure it can be fixed! But Christof should be mended first before any of that can possible happen..." Her cheeks flushed at the sudden compliment. "O-oh! Thank you, Amrita! That's very kind of you. We all worked very hard." She smiled, following her gaze to Riley. She almost looked right past the mindflayer.

...Wait..

Junko stopped and stared right at her again. It...whoa. She'd...she'd been warned, yes, but being told and actually seeing it..

They were two different matters all together.

"R-Rile--" Ah! Malodore was whisking her away to the photo booth. Th..that was okay...

Riley...she was really..

"U-um...have fun." She squeaked, backing away. The urge to hug her was strong. It was so strong. But Riley didn't remember her. She would just be some random ghoul suddenly throwing her arms around a mindflayer who could easily shove her off, probably. Or maybe no so easily considering she wasn't...at her strongest. She cleared her throat, rubbing at the back of her neck. She couldn't take her eyes off her. It was as if she was expecting Riley to turn to stone again right before her eyes. Those stripes. Those jackdamn stripes. "Ah...have fun, you two! I should go um...count the prom court votes! Oh, Jack! Um..I..I'll see you later!"

And then she ran off.

...Or rather she..er...tried to run but the skirt made it impossible. She kind of just bounced along the floor. Yes.

"Usually serve? Heck if I know. This is my first party here. Although the festival usually had cakes. Seems ritzier tonight tho. Maybe them tiny sandwich-" Enzo cut off, a bit of conversation nearby drifting towards him.

"Ah... ah one sec, doll!" He gae Mjoll's rear a good pinch before suddenly scooting towards the feminine voice that had spoken the magic words. Pushing himself up to the pink-clad young ghoul and her entourage, he suddenly slipped an arm around her shoulders, "Did someone say swing?"






ooc: Tots invading the conversation cause the S-word was used :V <3

Amrita - you gave her great aid, in the past, Malodore replied, silently. Her shock was painful to see.

At Christof's intervention, Malodore hurriedly squeezed Amrita's shoulder. "I can assist Christof, if you'd rather talk. It is no trouble," it said, softly.

He turned his head, watching Barth as the boil looked down and muttered his confession. This close, he could barely feel the breath of it as it was spoken, and he smiled before reaching over and slowly pulling Barth's mask off. He tossed it aside, as well as his own mask, before moving in, pressing his lips upon Barth's for a moment. He just wanted to freeze it there, and halt whatever future there was to come. If he could be preserved in this fashion, maybe even made into a statue in this moment, it wouldn't have been so bad. Well, it was a pretty thought, but Calder knew he much preferred living over anything else.

As he broken the kiss, he touched his forehead to the demon's, and set one hand against his head, letting it trail through his messy, shaggy, blue hair. "I love you, too. I love you very, very much. You have made me very happy." He only wished he could have provided Barth with more to make him just as happy as he was. Barth never cared who he was, where he came from, or what little he knew. He appreciated him, and liked his company. Never had he intentionally ignored him. In fact, he liked to think that Barth wanted him around as much as Calder wanted to be around.

Breaking the dance a moment, he wrapped his arms about the boil and held him close. "I love you." He wanted to say it as often as he could. "I love you." His grip tightened. he didn't want to let go.

Nuru narrowly avoided broken fingers to try and grab both ankles high up and haul back on them with his full weight. If successful, causing Zar to fall face-first.

The horsewoman, again, had no idea what Mitzi found so amusing, or even why the demon was making such odd spluttering sounds. Was he choking on something? She frowned at him, and reached over to give him a solid pat on the back. That aught to help, right? But really, her comment about their height was based mostly on thoughts about them dancing, or maybe even going to the gym for a nice vigorous sparring exercise. She hadn't the slightest clue that they might have taken her words in completely the wrong way.

Soon after this, Shaheen's attention, which had been grabbed by the crash of the chandelier, was quickly diverted by the incredibly high pitched scream coming from nearby. She cringed, her lip curling back from her teeth in a grimace. This was a boy, right? Shaheen was beginning to have her doubts, and thought that maybe she had been mistaken, and that instead this was some highly underdeveloped girl that Mitzi had been coupled up with. Well. to each there own, she supposed.

When she returned her attention the Reaper ghoul, it was to see her with a weapon in hand, and her face suddenly lit up as she gave her a mental nod of approval. She had gotten herself battle ready at the slightest hint of trouble, which was commendable, in Shaheen's opinion. The horsewoman moved forward, head cocked to the side to study the weapon that Mitzi now held. "Very nice. Good for close and long range combat, I suppose, if thrown properly." She murmured to herself, obviously distracted from her earlier thoughts of finding her date. She looked up from Mitzi's weapon, smirk spreading across her face (this was seriously the only way Shaheen knew how to smile), and now gave Mitzi a physical nod to show her approval of the spear.

"I don't believe you will be needing that, but I must say you do have good reflexes." She commented, before leaning in towards the ghoul and saying in a hushed tone that would not at all be difficult for the demon to hear. "I think you could do better then this girl that you have been assigned as a date. If after my date is found, you do not find yours to be suitable, perhaps I could dispose of her for you as payment for your help?"