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"Ah. Well. That's a bit of a relief. I thought I might have to fight him or something. And err, yes. Sitting. Please."

Barth smiled weakly. "Even with the thorns it's not really my forte, and resolving things physically... well. Good. Sort of an intimidating fellow, isn't he? ...I was err, taking care of things. Gradually. It err, it takes me longer. Than most demons, but I have plans of my own, you know. And err, I had hoped you'd- that you would want to be involved with them."

"It's adorable how little faith you have in me~" Mac laughed, shaking his head. THAT he deserved, at least. He hummed along to the song, leading Mitsu around in a simple dance. "Aside from the microphone to the head? Yeah it was fun. Though..." He shifted his shoulders and fixed his grip on her as if uncomfortable. "To be honest, dancing with you to this song is a little weird to me~" He admitted to her face before looking away, scanning the crowd to catch a glimpse of the ghoul he should be dancing with. "Guess that's my fault, shoulda asked you sooner~" Que-sera-sera, so to speak!

He expected Lizzy to be a complete creeper, and didn't think to check the local shrubbery for his wayward ghoulfriend.

"Greyfeather." Salbei repeated the new name as if testing it. "I like it! Very good, Fledgeling!" His lanky fingers closed around hers, drawing her to the dancefloor to make good on his offer. She was much smaller than he was, but that didn't stop him from mimicking those around him, falling into a dance with him taking the lead.

"I'm sorry you didn't get to meet many of your peers tonight, little one." While he was sorry, he also wasn't; it gave him an opportunity to make a bond a little stronger than an acquaintance. He paused dancing long enough to twirl her around, his height letting him crane his arm far enough forward to not get smacked by her wings. "But I do thank you for keeping me company, for what it's worth."

Muka settled to lean his cheek against her temple, finding that it was a good median for both of them. They continued to sway, slightly more formal than some of the other pairs of dancers but since neither seemed to know about self-consciousness it wasn't a problem.

"That sounds wonderful.." Muka cooed with a giggled, his body trembling with the noises. "I will be honest, I'd forgotten that after prom people often do things. I didn't make plans for that." His brother had mentioned going to late night eateries or catching a bus to the beach, but he'd forgotten all about it and hopefully wasn't depriving Needle of some necessary social interactions.

"Perhaps to the lake?" It could be a preparation for their upcoming swimming endeavor. It was a pleasant night out and the pumpkin moon was high and bright.

Sitting down, he scooted to be thigh to thigh to Barth,masks still in hand as he twisted the hems of their material and thought about the futures everyone had plans. His future had been loosely set at best, but now it was completely wiped clean, and the vast emptiness of it, the endless possibilities along with nothing actually mapped out made him feel afraid.

"Yes. Murchadh is one of our strongest. Very intimidating." And he would have to go to this overbearing presence and tell him that their agreement was broken. This wouldn't happen without some conflict, and he couldn't even manage his stallion form. He'd be going up against a Lead. A experienced stallion. If Murchadh wanted, he could try taking him and keeping him confined to the clan. The future was terrifying.

Reaching out, he fished for one of Barth's claws before he held one in his arm, and looked down at their cupped hands. "I'd like to be in your plans." His plans could be Barth's plans. Even though it was just presented to him, even having that as a future was enough for his desperation to grab onto as a solid anchor. That Barth could make plans, and if Barth indeed anted him, then he had plans as well by being with him.

The dance with Lizzy had been exactly what she'd needed, but somehow she'd lost her Soulmate in the crowd. How did that even happen? The dance involved no foot movements. How does one lose a pink-haired spider demon in a big puffy dress?! Even with a mask she recognized Lizzy in a crowd! So how..?! Sigh.

She was actually trying to find her when someone collided with her and she squeaked, wobbling and trying not to fall over from the unforgiving weight of her skirt until she caught her balance again.

Junko.

Junko froze, eyes wide behind her mask. Her head whipped up, gaze locked on familiar white eyes. She..Riley...Riley said her name! Without...without her..saying anything and..

But Malodore had said...!

She couldn't breathe at first, trying desperately to register what was happening. Did Riley remember her?! Really?! Or had Malodore told her who she was. She wanted it. She wanted Riley to remember her. The first person in this school to have believed in her, to have called her strong and said you can do it. The ghoul squeaked as she was suddenly hugged, tense and finally remembering how to breathe. Her eyes burned, watering with tears that she desperately blinked back.

It was a rousing success.

Junko whimpered. Riley. Riley. She was glad to see her. Her. It sounded so genuine! Did she really remember her?! Oh please oh please! "R-Riley I...I.." She blinked again, sniffing and wriggling in Riley's grasp. She wasn't trying to get away, she was trying to free her arms. If the mindflayer let her she would cling desperately to the ghoul, pulling her mask away from her face to hide it against Riley's shoulder. Her shoulders shook, but she stayed quiet except for the occasional sniff.

"Y-you...and..and the...y..you're...and.." She choked with embarrassed laughter. "Thank you."

Yes, Hel had no say in his coffee business anymore.

> biggrin

It was good to hear she had a good night. "I almost didn't come either, and it was hard at times, but I truly enjoyed myself." He paused and lightly head butted her. "Even if you did decide to tease me relentlessly." He would never hear the word Pin Up the same way again.

Mot tilted his head and nodded softly to her request. "I never sleep well." A shrug. "Certainly. I am not doing anything tonight."