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'You've gone red...Lizzy.' Arachne said her friend's name with a faint smile, using the ghouls preferred moniker for the first time they'd met, but it was a time for teasing and Elizabeth didn't roll off the tongue as easily for that. Of course there was every chance that she was just blocking out what had happened before the dance and would bum hard later but for now, she was practising selective amnesia.

'And he stammered..'
Well, if she couldn't make it happen for herself, maybe for her friend. She shimmied to Jericho's side and gave him a little nudge before dancing away a few steps.

She carried on dancing, her hands at the small of her back as she lowered down again, sliding back up and flicking her hair, glancing over to where Sin was dancing with another boil, giving her a half-smile, unsure as to whether the ghoul was cross with her or not.

(( As I'm heading offline for probably the night, I'll just do another quick posty XD ))

Arachne had twirled again, her hands moving through her hair and then at her side, turning to face Sin and catching the movement, the mouthed words. A little shadow passed across her face, quick and barely noticeable, then she nodded at the ghoul, her head jutting up with demon pride as she carried on dancing up a storm, weaving in and out of the couples.

(( ROUND 2 ))

"Really?" she asked hopefully, the blush from before fading none. "Thank you." She was a natural? Colette started to feel a little better about this dancing thing, even if Calder was the one basically leading her.

All seemed to be going well so far, and Colette started to feel more confident as names other than her and Calder's were called. When her dancing experience was brought up, she replied with a simple, "Mhm.." and a little sadly, in fact. She didn't really know what it was, but no one ever had asked her, and she usually saw it as just being uninteresting or not scary enough. As just a Reaper that usually kept to herself and her studies, it made sense to her. She had been making friends lately though, maybe things were changing; she actually had a date for once, but being so close to someone still felt new and odd. Returning to focus, Colette added, "We don't have a lot of family get-togethers either.. My parents work a lot, plus I guess it's not really their thing."

The announcement of the second round took her mind away from her sad little explanation, and Colette was surprised. Smiling, she said, "Hey, we made it." So far so good!

Colette quickly glanced at the remaining couples and saw only a few students she knew. Christof, who she was still not comfortable with, and his date and then Barth with his. She didn't know he would be here, but it was good. Maybe her and Calder could visit them after. Looking at his date though, it distracted her. The ghoul was a perfect balance of scary and beauty, and Colette thought she danced excellently. Why couldn't she be like that?

Whispering to Clader as they danced, Colette said, "I see someone I know," and then much louder called out in the Sloth Demon's direction, "Barth!" in an attempt to get her friend's attention. She wasn't paying much attention to her dancing though and her foot planted right onto Calder's hoof. Shouting so closely combined with that probably wasn't a great combination.

Did Arachne did what she just did?

Lizzy stiffened slightly, looking on as the Spiderkin danced away. Her grip on Jericho's hand tightened as she looked up at him, standing on tiptoes on top of her heels as she frowned, "Sorryshe'susuallylessanimatedthanthat." Of course, she was referring to the Demoness who just... Nudged the dragon on his side. In a suggestive manner. If not for the fact that she was generally uncomfortable with hugging males, she would had pulled an Amrita and clung onto him for comfort (and to hide).

It was getting tempting though. She had been 'mothering' others unconsciously so much so that she had yet to find someone to 'mother' her... Not that Jericho was the best candidate.

"I wonder if someone spiked the punch again..." She muttered, mostly to distract herself, "She's usually so against love... And love-related stuff..." She would be happier at her friend's change of heart if not for the fact that it caused her face to be a semi-permanent shade of red.

There goes her 'not be angry or flustered on Scarentines' Day' plan.

Round 2

He had been trying to be sweet, and in fact, she was doing well. Round 1 had done and they were still on the dance floor in once piece, giving Calder time to look out and check to see if Christof made it. When it seemed he had, not to mention the last lingering moves from Morrigain, he could only smile and discretely, so as not to have Colette notice, gave him a thumbs up. The boil was doing better than well and was getting a nice little tango for his efforts.

It was then, with another loud announcement, that they started Round 2, and Calder caught the fall from Morrigan from the corner of his eye, before breaking into a smile. Yeah, Christof could not say that this was something he shouldn't have done after all of this.

Smiling, he returned to his own partner, having still no clues as to why she wasn't with anyone. Still, she was sweet in that quiet, bashful way, and he was just about to tell her she was doing well when she noticed someone. Turning his own attention over, he noticed Barth was well, and then the girl called out to him. If the kelpie wasn't already distracted with all of that, a hard heel to his already tender ankle, not the best point to hit any horse creature, destroyed any balance he had. A hard whinny came out as he then slipped on his own feet, loosing balance and brought the girl onto of him.

Seemed they were out, and he knew it before he even hit the ground.

ROLLING FOR ROUND 2

Tybalt was so concerned with where his feet were going, that he nearly missed the mischievous grin from the little Chupacabra; which for some strange reason made him feel nervous again--more so than before.

"E-eh w-what? What are you going to---" Unfortunately his words were cut off as Chuppi hoisted him up into the air and began to spin him around; making him feel like one of those rag dolls. He had no idea Chuppi was this strong! Well, he knew she was stronger than she looked, but wow! He must have been really underestimating her strength! That aside... As of that moment, he was also now very thankful that he was a ghost. If he was anything other than a ghost he might have very well just have puked from being spun around one too many times!

"Awahwahwah---st-stop!" It wasn't because he was scared---okay maybe a little, but when he closed his eyes it wasn't as bad! But that wasn't the reason! No. It was mostly because he had a strange hunch that something bad was about to happen and unfortunately for him, the bad ones usually always came true.

And it did. They must have been on the sixth spin when he felt the strange sensation of soaring through the air, before he opened his eyes to see what was going on, only to find that he really WAS flying. OH JACK! When did this happen!?

“Come on, come on!” A long-legged ghoul muttered mid-sprint, heels landing expertly against the sidewalk, the hem of an already short dress lifted to allow a wider stride. She had never, ever taken so long to get ready in ALL OF HER LIFE. Blue, silky hair flowing to one side wrapped by a black pearl and skull pin headpiece—but it wasn’t even her locks that kept the lemur in her dorm room…it was the outfit itself. She was very fond of staying fashionable, and would utilize every minute that could be sparred to perfect what sense of it she had on any other day…but tonight was important. The dress she picked out had to be suited for such and occasion!

And so the only logical thing to do was go shopping…only hours before the party.

The cafeteria lights shone brightly against a dark, yet beautiful night and even from her distance the student could hear a feint thrumming of music! It was catchy, however she was on a mission and tried desperately not to think about anything but arriving to her destination. It wasn’t too long after that, when the chatter of what looked like a million other kids all but overpowered the beats being played, that Natalia took in a long breath, dropped her dress to its appropriate length, and gradually settled into a speedy walk.

With orange eyes scanning the heads and tails that could be seen, her extended height offering a much better vantage point than most would be able to work with, Natalia pushed her way through the crowds and slipped in through the party doors. She really hoped her date(s) had not come to any conclusions just yet; they were both ghouls and could hopefully relate (if not understand) to her tardiness. Lifting one hand to her lips and cupping it slightly, Natalia was in the middle of calling out for Whisper…when the hellhound’s face parted the sea of the Scarentine Party.

She looked…beautiful. The lemur looked shell shocked in her approach, lips forming a pleasant smile only when the other ghoul was directly in front of her. “Wow…” She started, everything and everyone else vanishing for a split second.

“You are…something aren’t you?” When the music strummed loudly in her ear Natalia swayed in response, offering her arm and one of the two bouquets of flowers she brought along with her, to the hellhound. "Shall we?"

Round 1!

Morton pulled slightly on his clothes as Coralie spoke, "Yeah well... I was sorta expecting you to answer with a three or two, so I guess that a seven ain't all that bad," after a beat or two of trying to rearrange his clothes, he let out a frustrated sound and reached up with a clawed hand, loosening his tie and tugging a couple of buttons open of his shirt. He was just so used to baggy, opened clothes that this was entirely uncomfortable.

"They do?" he blinked and brought up a claw to his mouth, as if pondering something, then smirked at her and tugged at her wrist, "Got an idea then. Watch this," technically, he needn't have told her to watch anything, seeing as how she was going to be dancing with him, but alas, it was the thought that counted, right. His green gaze switched from couple to couple and then after a few beats, he began to lead the dance. The style was all over the place, quite frankly, but that was mostly due to the fact he was taking hints and pointers from the couples around them.

It didn't exactly look bad. It was just... different. He'd not worn shoes to the ball, yet despite that, it didn't quite seem to matter to him when Cora messed up; as she'd mentioned, he barely even felt it. By the end of the extravagant dance, he felt the poor ghoul trip over his foot, which he'd placed in a bed position during a twirl, but rather than give up on the stop, Morton's wing shot out and he just barely managed to catch her. In fact, in the process, they'd managed to execute a rather... strange, yet elaborate dip. His face was mere inches from the reaper's as he grinned, "See? Wasn't that bad, was it?" that said, he straightened himself up and tugged her to her feet.