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"Well I'd be happy to give you updates on it. I'll be here for awhile, after all." Ah, sweet enrollment. How he'd looked forward to it. Now there was nothing that could hold him back from setting his plans into action.

"It's going to be a long endeavor, but I can be patient if it ends up getting me what I want." Oh yes. The boil was sure it would be worth every single hour he put into planning his next move.

"My room is probably going to be the only one that doesn't smell like death in the undead dorms. You're always welcome as long as the tie isn't hanging around the doorknob." He shouldn't have to spell out what that meant.

The way Mitsu was acting and looking right now amused the Reaper. Her face flushed, and in a way her skin tone almost matched her eyes. But he knew it wasn't from shame. In the back of his mind, he wondered if he should look into some of the more romantic things to do to surprise her now and then. Shun didn't think he could do those things often as he generally didn't quite understand them or get the point, but if she liked this... maybe a little dip here and there might not hurt.

But then the song came to an end. Shun carefully spun her in place one last time before stepping back and bowing down to her.

"Thank you for the dance."

Yin did not expect something so sinister as Alexander teasing him just for his own personal pleasure. Beside that, with Yin's knowledge of popular music (ie, his complete lack of knowledge) it would probably wind up being some sort of traditional Mantodae music that he thought of. They would not have meshed at all.

The smile when he held up the shoe made the tiny effort well worth it, and he was politely rewarded with both a thank you and the use of his full name. He was no longer certain if he should be worried about Alexander using his full name, nothing bad had happened, but it was still confusing. Had it finally sunk in that he preferred it? He decided to just enjoy it, and while he did not quite match Alexander's grin (who but Ulmuka could?) he did smile back at him. Before he could fully react though Alexander was using the advantage of his height, spying the other shoe and starting toward it. Yin followed, as expected, but this time he quickly caught up to the zomboil and rather than darting ahead to look he slipped his hand into his boilfriend's and stayed by his side, scanning the area as well.

Rather than seeing a shoe, he thought he saw someone stumble, and he pointed to wear they had just been. "Can you see anything there?"

And then the weapon was gone. Awwww, that wasn't any fun! Shaheen was very tempted to summon her own dagger to show to Mitzi, who surely had a fine appreciation of weaponry, when her attention was drawn back to the demon girl, who was speaking in her somewhat boyish voice in a highly defensive manner.

"Oh, so you are a boy then?" She questioned, giving him a blank look as though his explanation didn't just make that incredibly obvious. If he was trying to act at all threatening or like he might be able to initmidate her, she just did not notice, probably because there wasn't a thing he could have done to frighten her at that point. He really had just given her a bad impression from the start.

"There there. If it will make you feel better," what she meant was 'if it will make you stop whining,' "I will apologize for mistaking which gender you are." She then reached over to give the "boy" a pat on top of the head. That was what one did with young children to reassure them, right? In any case, she had more important things to deal with then this child's shallow sense of pride.

But thoughts of her date soon flitted out of her mind once again when it was announced who the 'murder mystery' killer was, and a wide smirk spread across the horsewoman's face. "I knew it! It was just a game and I was right!" She announced, to nobody in particular, before she strode off towards the stage to claim her prize. She hoped it was a trophy. She had so loved her trophy collection, which had been lost along with everything else she held dear, during the destruction of the isles.

Oh had she just left the students behind without a backwards glance?

Yep!

Mac had been having a nice nap. A surprise nap, but a nice nap.

Then someone had to go and ruin it by moving him and patting his cheek, saying something or other. The Psychopomp merely groaned groggily, raising a hand to try and smack or shoo the offender away.

"Noooo...five more minutes~" He grumbled, trying very hard to slide back down the wall to the floor.

The smile on Yin's face that he got in return for thanking him and using his full name in the process made Alex highly consider only using the other boils full name from then on. Obviously Yin preferred it, and it really wasn't that hard or that much work to humor him, was it? But then...did it not make it all the more better when Alex did in unexpectedly, rather then all of the time? He relished the moments when he could take Yin by surprise, or do something that made the other boil happy. This was one of those things that he knew made Yin happy, but he also knew if he did it all of the time it would just lose something and then he wouldn't even have that for a back up anymore.

It was completely selfish, but Alex knew he would be going back to using just plain 'Yin' once the night was over, as things had been before, unless for whatever reason his boilfriend finally requested that he only use his full name anymore.

As he moved along, brushing past people who were dancing or just milling about, he was surprised to feel Yin's hands sliding back into this, the warmth that had just barely faded now renewed and causing a tingle to work it's way down Alex's spine. Apparently Yin could still surprise him as well, and it was very tempting to just forget about the shoe and ask Yin if he might like to leave so that they could go back to the dorm room and finally be alone.

Not that it would lead to anything more then maybe some cuddling, maybe, but still, that was preferable to the agony of wanting to be able to be affectionate with his boilfriend but not being able to because of where they currently were and how much Yin would be upset by it.

No, the shoe needed to be found first. It was important. He fought through his stupid feelings, the same ones that had made him say such stupid things earlier in the night, and directed his attention towards where Yin was pointing.

"Yes, I think I see it." He said, "Well spotted." He gave the weremantis another smile, before he released the hand in his and made his way into the crowd to retrieve his wayward shoe.

Now, with one shoe in each hand, he returned, and had another slow look around. The night hadn't been nearly as eventful as he thought it might have been, and things were definitely beginning to wind down. The music was not at all anything he even wanted to ask Yin to dance to with him, and it appeared that several people were on their way out the door.

Well, when in doubt, let your date decide what to do next.

"Is there anything else you might like to do, Yǐn Cáng, or would you prefer to leave now?" It was, he assumed, getting to be quite late, and while he wasn't tired himself (when was he ever, really?) he did know that Yin would need some sleep eventually.

"I prefer the classics myself," Lizzy couldn't resist giggling, before frowning in concentrate, trying to think of a song that might be appropriate for the occasion. Something that Invictus would probably approve of... She was tempted to go with something happy, but all the happy songs she knew ended up being ones that were rather... Cutesy.

Although, despite the way he carried himself - how matured he was, and how he does have the disposition of royalty - she had to admit that secretly, she thought that he had a baby face. A cute... Baby face.

It would most likely remain a secret to her grave.

"Well..." She smiled, magically getting her choice of song to the DJ booth, "Shall we... Tango?" To avoid possible awkward small talk that might come with slow dancing, yup.

Lizzy was off being the Queen she deserved to be, so he was quite okay with sleeping away the end of Prom. Lizzy would come get him for that last dance, he was sure of it; he could sleep away what was probably a concussion without any serious reprocussions, right? Right. That was, of course, before Hel decided to be herself.

Annoying.

"EUUUGH WHYYYYYYY?!" Mac grumped loudly, reaching up to grab her hands and pry them away from his head. "I worked hard on that, you little rat!" B| Stupid Hel and her stupid hands messing up his stupid awesome hair.