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 Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 12:05 pm
Shehk smiled a bit. This was just a horribly awkward affair for both of them, wasn't it? Both fumbling around like idiots with some awkward no-idea-what-we're-actually-doing flamenco dance. Which, on the note of dancing, it seemed like it...was an offered possibility. The pricolici fidgeted with her dress a bit.
"Well....yeah, I guess we could. I'm not too shabby of a dancer myself.." though she wouldn't be leading and she was less of a formal dancer than she was a jump around and do silly stuff sort of dancer. Possibility of disaster? That was very high, actually. Especially when her dress was seriously asking to be stepped on. As though the thought came to Shehk's mind she pulled it up against her a bit to keep it out from underneath the feet of other people.
However, there was a pause when Christof pipped up again, Shehk's ears pricking up immediately; "Present? Christof, you didn't really have to...." she trailed off, not sure if it was proper to actually reject a gift..
....
and what if it was a squirrel? Wait..she couldn't eat a squirrel in this dress!
DAMMIT!
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 12:15 pm
"M-Mot? You alright?" She frowned; he looked like he was in pain! Or something!
"That's even larger than the last!" She stared at the sausage that he had pointed to, before wondering how she was even going to eat that properly. Even Mot was staring and laughing. This must look really unladylike! At the thought, she blushed even more before, determined, took the sausage off Jericho's plate using the fork Levi had given to her.
With the same determination, she placed the sausage into her mouth, took a small bite, and basically quickly removed it, eyes widened as she whined softly, "A-ah! It's spicyyy..." Lizzy and spicy food had never mixed well. Her face was now flushed, not only from hearing her name, message and song over the ickycom, but from the spicy sausage.
She pouted, lowering her gaze to the sausage before looking up at Jericho again, "I think I'll try the rest later..." She had enough of sausages for now... There is dancing to be had!
"Would you... Dance to this song dead-ication?" She asked, looking at Jericho and Levi with a small smile, her face was already red or it might had turned redder, "It would mean a lot to me..." Of course, she was going to ask Mot! Well, if he doesn't ask her first.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 12:35 pm
The ghoul's sudden concern for the reaper sent him into another giggle fit, waving his hand shakily at them. "F-fine! Fit as a fiddle!" He said in a strained voice, not even hiding his laughter anymore. "Just r-remembered something.. pfft heh heh ha ha hah!" He buried his head in his arms as he rested his head on the table, just laughing away.
Never not laughing.
In fact. He laughed even m,ore as he heard Lizzy squeal over the taste of the spicy meat log. His laughter got louder, tears streaming from his face as he did. Though, his face was still buried.
Mot finally lifted his head, wiping his face with his gloved hands, grinning. "Yeah guys. Tear up the dance floor!" He sighed, pleased with his laughing fit. "Lizzy and I are gonna dance too. Right?" He said with a smile, trying to regain the so called gentlemen he claimed to be.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 12:36 pm
Jericho found himself staring blankly at her again, though he quickly snapped out of it when she mentioned it was spicy. Oh. He probably should have warned her about that. The dragon forgot that not everyone could take spicy foods all too easily. Guess she didn't like it too much.
"Oh.. uh.. sorry," he said. At least his mind was taken off of that for the time being as she brought up dancing. Blinking, he turned towards Levi, wondering if she was up for dancing at all.
"Well... if you'd like to," he said to the Tatzel. He wasn't really sure if she was the dancing sort. The dragon wouldn't mind doing it for Lizzy but he wanted to make sure that Levi wanted to do this.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 12:51 pm
West nodded and smiled faintly. "Food then." As the music changed to something a great deal slower, he was doubly thankful to be making his way over to the buffet rather than the dance floor.
The first platter he came to held some sort of smoked hunks of mysterious tannishness. Pass. Then was cuptuplet in a delicious smelling sauce, then pathling, then roasted lepus. West took a bit of all of these. The last third of this particular table seemed to be almost entirely devoted to sausage, and he only stared at it blankly before turning back to the ghost ghoul, a look of confusion lingering on his face. "We should sit." It probably wouldn't be a good idea to try nibbling on these things in mid air. He looked around, trying to find a spot that didn't seem too crowded at the moment.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:06 pm
lizbot The witch couldn't help but be impressed with the manticore, not only was she a DJ but apparently she took the job very seriously as well. At Deacon's suggestion, Emily gave the refreshments another doubtful glance, but in the end agreed, "I think she'd like that but..." She moved in closer and lowered her voice a bit, "...be careful! A-at the last dance there was...it was...someone accidentally spilled alcohol into the punch." She leaned back with a flush and looked away, "N-not that I drank any. O-or at least much of any."
"Hopefully, they'll be keeping a better eye on that this time around..."
Although, Deacon mentally noted, that it might make the night all the more entertaining.
As the music changed, Deacon looked up to see Ash taking over the booth. He called Cady's name over the crowd and waved to get her attention, hoping to motion her back toward them as he gently ushered Emily toward the snacks.
"If nothing else, I want a couple of spookies. I didn't manage to get any at the Open House." Apparently, they had been delicious, for he'd heard about the incident with Riley.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:07 pm
Dancing
DANCING
DANCING
She must have stared at the three wide-eyed for a good portion of the song already. Er... maybe another... She was about to lie The ghoul had no intention of dancing in public like Lizzy and Mot had. Sure, they looked fine doing so but Levi... was a rough ghoul. Dancing meant one of those smart-mouthed boils was bound to start taunting her and she'd ruin the occasion for her friends by stomping the snot out of them.
Yeah. Yeah, she shouldn't dance.
But how could she tell them that?
She was admittedly surprised at Jericho's willingness to dance, however. Being, in her eyes, a rough sort of boil, she couldn't imagine why he'd feel no embarrassment twirling around on the dance floor. Wasn't that showing weakness? She wanted to, but she couldn't at the same time. That's...mighty nice 'a ya...er...maybe... later?... songs almost over n' we're still just snackin' away, eh? She laughed to take the edge off and tried to change the subject. Dancing...anything but the music and the dancing.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:20 pm
"Aw..." Lizzy's disappointment was evident as her face fell almost immediately at Levi's answer, unable to mask her emotion since her emotion had been up and down lately. Even Jericho had agreed to dancing! However, she soon realized how rude she must appear, and managed a small smile and a nod in her direction, "O-oh, it's quite alright... I hope you enjoy the song though! Um..."
She paused, trying not to sound too upset as she looked at Mot, focusing on the boil. With that same small smile, she nodded, "Glad you asked~ We're been dancing a lot... If there's a dance off later, we're prepared!" She sounded less enthusiastic than before, however, as she stood up, tilting her head.
"Shall we?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:26 pm
Oh dear. Levi was being a mite stubborn? Lizzy seemed so disheartened. This would not do. "Denying the poor boil a dance, Levi? Tsk tsk. Very unsportsmen like." He pushed himself to his feet, walking to Lizzy's side. "Guess me and Lizzy will have No Competition on that dance floor now that you and Jericho are sitting out~." Mot had a plan. A genius plan. "If you aren't brave enough, that's okay~. I understand if you are scared, ghouly~."
Baiting. He was baiting her.
Taking Lizzy's hand, he tipped his hat to the pair at the table. "Let us be off, Lizzy~."
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:29 pm
It hadn't really been settled on who was going to take the traditional 'male' role of this event, but Calder really had no objections. Invictus could throw him in a skirt and heels and parade him around as his trophy wife. As long as Calder could cling to his arm, he was happy. It was why that when the horseman took his hand with a bit more force, as if to state that Calder was his and, in the kelpie's mind, displayed a bit of dominance in stating to others that he was his date right now, that he felt his heart flutter like a hyper bat on Icky Stixs! Was Invictus just as happy, just as proud, to have him him as a date? He certainly hoped so and he would try his hardest to make sure that the horseman did not have his glimmering image dimmed by the boil clasping to his arm, plastered with a day-dream smile.
Rising from their seats, Calder gently lead Invictus over, happy to help the boil meet more people and make friends. Also, it did add points to mingle and show that he not only had a date, but who his date was.
Almost prancing ("Its like I'm floating on air!" He thought), he came up to Barth and his lovely date. "Hello Barth. You look stunning tonight. Glad you could make it and on time." Not only because Barth had been away, but because he took forever to get anything done. Calder wondered how long it took the demon just to get dressed for Prom, not to mention getting here!
"Barth, this is Invictus. Invictus, this is Barth, a friend of mine." Calder turned to regard Barth's date. "And who is this lovely ghoul you are with?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:39 pm
Astonished, the exact opposite of what she'd known to happen happened. What Mot was saying...what she'd heard before in her youth from the tatzel boils back home... he was saying it all because she refused to dance? Things were so very different here; the tatzel had never imagined the possibility that weakness was in the not-doing rather than the doing.
She took a moment while Mot tipped his hat.
...ye got a smart mouth, boil.
DEMS FIGHTIN' WURDS
Golden eyes, full and flaming, she moved her glare over to Jericho. If this was a challenge, two dragons weren't going to lose. Hell no
Yer on... let's do this, Jericho. We got this. Standing and holding a hand out to the red dragon, she was now in a state of excitement but also deep deep worry. Her heart raced.
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Blade Kuroda rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:46 pm
Nodding to Levi, Jericho understood her apprehension and continued to chow down now that Lizzy wasn't.. distracting him. However, he paused when he heard Mot egging on the tatzel. Blinking, he raised an eyebrow and glanced over at the girl to see her demeanor shift completely. A sort of fighting spirit had been ignited into her and it was rather amusing to see.
"Heh. Alright. Let's show 'em," he grinned while standing up. No one better try to snag his food while he was out.
Taking Levi's hand, he stood up and headed over to the dance floor after Lizzy and Mot.
He wasn't really sure how to go about this, seeing how he really had only danced with another person once. The dragon would figure something out one way or another.
"So uh.. you know how to dance?" he asked as he got into position.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:50 pm
The little ghost's ears flattened back, and he glanced away as he nodded and blushed, this time letting out a little muffled noise as Tomoko latched onto him. It wasn't so bad, really, he just needed to not be- Jove froze as Tomoko kissed him on the cheek, and his blush brightened significantly in the dark room. He was almost too distracted to wonder about the lights and the show. Didn't the kitsune know that was how you spread panty crabs and molding diseases? He sensed now was not the time to tell the ghoul though, she seemed really excited, and he didn't want to ruin her mood when she was having such a good time. He resisted the urge to wipe his cheek, and looked up in time for a good-natured hair ruffling from his brother. Ren had to make sure Gabrian didn't dance alone? Maybe the snakey boil was just too tall, and would knock things over. That was a logical reason for Ren to go. Jove nodded, and then took Tomoko's hand. Maybe they could find someone else they knew so the little kitsune could squeal and hug another person. With the amount of enthusiasm she put into the task, it must have been one of her favourite things to do. So he led her through the crowd until he spotted a familiar pair, and his fluffy ears perked. Had Seiji gotten a new sweater? It was comfy looking, like a house coat! Tail wagging, he tugged Tomoko over to where his friends were dancing.
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Dragain rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:53 pm
"... M-Mot?" She wasn't sure what the boil was up to, saying mean things to Levi like that; it seemed oddly out of character! However, it seemed to have... Caused a change in the ghoul, which made Lizzy perk up as she took the boil's hand happily, feeling less disappointed than before.
"Oh, we're not going to lose~" She giggled as she proceeded to the dance floor with her date. Once there, she released his hand and did a curtsy before taking his hand again, her other hand resting on his shoulder; she was thankful for her heels... If not, it would have been tiring for her due to their height difference. As the music played on in the background and they started to dance, she allowed him to lead; the male should always lead!
She didn't feel that uncomfortable slow dancing with him, which was surprising, but nice.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:54 pm
"Well, ah... it'th um. Customary, right? And... and I brought thomething for Mith Morrigan latht danthe tho I thought it um," He stopped babbling before he soaked through her dress with the spray back, finally offering out a small bundle wrapped in brown paper and twine like a candy. Whatever it was, it was palm sized.
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