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"S'all good. Dancing just ain't for everyone." A pause. "Well, most dancing anyways." Those lips curled up a little, eyes shining. "Some dancing can be...very enjoyable. And not the kind we been seein' out here." LW winked at Ren before turning to scan the group. Her arms were resting against the top of her knees as those mischievous eyes took in how everyone seemed to act around one another.

Gaze darting around as it was, the she-wolf almost completely missed what had happened right next to her. Her mind was busy taking note of what seemed to light the nerves up of the others around the group. This could be used for potential pranks in the future. Or at the very least give her an idea for when it was her turn.

She happened to glance over when Natalia received yet another kiss. Well well, looked like Ren had some spark to him. LW gave her fellow were a wolfish grin. "Lucky lucky. How many sweet kisses you up to now?" She asked the lemur. Hearing what she whispered, LW snickered and reached across Ren to lightly shove at Natalia. "Not everyone gets as much practice as you do!"

While he felt comfortable in and out of clothes, this silky fabric Yaya wore was very delightful. It was soft against the skin, and breathed nicely. He was currently transfixed in holding the front flap down against the ground and running his hands against it, Every so often he'd reach back and toss his hair back, rather annoyed that it was getting in his face again.

Every so often, he'd look up to see the progress of the dares. The dancing went well, and he thought it was rather adorable – minus his kilt. He did smile at G. "Thank you. It is very nice." It was his kilt after all, and while he wished he had it in his arms, he saw that no one was tearing on it or trying to rip it apart. He only said this because he lived in the monster dorms where most things that were left out of your sight were usually destroyed in a few seconds – either eaten, broken, stomped on, or dragged to some corner to make a nest.

Then Yaya appeared and he looked up to see Gregle looking rather sad. Not that he had been taken away from Calder, but that Yaya was trying to give him up. The little leech nipped on her finger, holding on.

"I don't think Gregle wants to leave you." The little leech wiggled, it's little mouth still latched on. Reaching over, Calder cupped his hands under the leech to try to get it to let go and fall into his hands, but nearing it, it started to growl. Calder jerked his hands back. "I ….I think he likes you."

Israfel had been quiet and a bit unresponsive. For good reason. He was transfixed on Junko's hair. He'd seen it move before right? Wasn't it her monster power? As timid fingers reached up to begin braiding it, the ghoul was taken up by Riley and a dance. Israfel stared a bit slack jawed as he watched the festivities. Girls kissing girls, people getting naked, (Israfel frowned at Calder, oh one day that boil would look so suave and knock all the ghouls over themselves. Poor kelpie had no idea how handsome he could be in the right outfit. He'd have to thank Yaya for making sure his friend looked nice, even if in the wrong gendered clothes.). Israfel thought this night was turning out to be quite the shindig.
As Junko danced he called out to those who he'd handed over the cider too, his own idea brewing. "Perhaps after each dare, if you have not partaken of the cider more then three times, you should take a sip?" It should liven things up, not to mention make for some great fun in round two! Before he could pull out the second bottle just to be sure everyone whould have enough, The monster girl was back in his lap. Truth, he kind of liked it! She was a nice drunk, full of hugs and smiles. Wrapping his arms around her Israfel gave a light coo of approval, wings going to wrap around not only them but Lucien as well. Then the second idea hit him.

"OH OH! YOU GUYS!" He wiggled in his spot. "How after this round everybody should have to kiss someone! And it can't be someone you've kissed before!" More kissing! More couples! More ships! More ackshuns!
Sweet, sweet Ackshuns!

Giggling now, Israfel went to address the problem of Junko's hair, braiding the black locks.

Riley raised her hand quickly at Israfel's last suggestion and muttered one word.

Objection.

!!

Gargantuan's arms coiled a little tighter around Riley with confusion. "Riley knows Mal?" He inquired, attempting to peer down at her with a slight thump of his tail.

"...Can G play doctor? Riley? G good at eating thermrmsmmommreter!"

"Really?" Barth said, feeling a lot better about the whole thing.

He hadn't picked up on the entirety of Colette's inner drama and attempts not to make eye contact, and was very certainly unaware that she was angry at him for an unreturned phone call.

"Could you err, come over here? It's a bit far. All the way over where you are. ...You got my message, didn't you? Not that it matters, it's, err, pretty self-evident now."

Ren let out an amused snort, leaning over so that his face was a mere inch away from Natalia's, eyes half lidded. He definitely blamed the alcohol - the cider was definitely making him feel more loopy than he should have been, a pleasant thrumming in his veins causing an unexpected warmth.

"Feel free to teach me anything you want," he murmured, following his words with a devilish smile. He pecked her quickly on the lips again and leaned back, absently twisting a strand of her hair between his fingers.

Ren had figured out the dare now, mostly from the mumbles and murmurs of the students, not to mention the flummoxed and nearly outraged expression of the dark haired girl with the red headband. The grey-skinned demon was shuffling awkwardly around, his eyes darting back and forth between several people.

"Amateurs," Ren heard Natalia say and he grinned a little, still coiling a dark strand of her hair around his finger. "Now, now, not everyone can be as experienced as you, little lemur," he said, tilting his head and letting the innuendo roll off his tongue purposefully.

His gaze slipped back to LW, cocking an eyebrow in amusement. "And what," he asked. "-kind of dancing is that, might I ask?"

Ren's attention was drawn away briefly by the blue haired boil, Israfel, speaking aloud. He tapped a finger on the bottle of cider already sitting next to him and said loudly "I'm always down for showin' a little lovin'." This was followed by a wink to the rest of the crowd to show he was teasing, and a wolfish grin, debating whether or not to take that third sip of the cider.

Riley's shocked, wide eyes narrowed to slits and focused in on Carry, glaring furiously. All trace of her blush disappeared, and her thoughts were heard by Carthusia alone. Everything has a purpose, Carry. Everything. She settled back into her G seat, getting more comfortable. Besides, she murmured in a much less dangerous tone, who wouldn't want something like this around them? She reached up, patting G's cheek affectionately. Her thoughts, however, remained solely for Carthusia's mind to hear. With him on my side, I don't see anyone trying to come assault me with sexual advances. And that is exactly how I want it.

She snuggled into her G-cushion, and her eyes were smug. I bet I'm more comfortable than anyone else here, to boot.