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The Tesla coils at the sides caught his attention but until Jory's wow he hadn't given much looking over them. Though when they passed between them, a jumped was shared with Jory before he was dragged with the others grasp. It was one of the quickest times he remembered moving, a soft chuckling sounding as he realized just why the other boil was so frantic to get away. Granted it was equally as surprising to him, he didn't tease, just grinned knowingly to the other as he apologized.

The taste of metal however causing that grin to turn a little sour at the edges. "Yeah...I could use a drink.." Lips smacked together to try and figure it out as one of Jory's hands swiped his hair. For a moment he was silently pondering, at least until a thought of if the taste of his date could rid him of the unwanted flavor came, on that he was bending for a stolen quick kiss and swipe of tongue to lips. No luck though, so his hand curled tight around the one in it and he waggled his brows a touch comically, ".. drinks...then attempted dance.?..." It was Zaire's turn to look a little sheepish, and then glance away.

Because, he had no idea how to dance, since he had never been to one.

And now Jory knew.

Pale eyes met glowing blue as the taller boil looked down at him, and as Zaire leaned in, a similar thought running through his mind as he tipped his head up, returning that stolen kiss eagerly. It was a little disappointing when the taste of metal lingered on his tongue, but he smiled all the same, happy to be there with his boilfriend, specially after what had just happened at the lake.

At the taller boil's question he blinked, head tilting, then grinned up at him, leaning up on tiptoe to lay a kiss against the corner of his mouth. "Yes, attempt to dance." Jory didn't know how either. He'd never been, not at home, and not here. "I can't promise I'll be any good at it though, I've never done it before."

He had heard it was just moving to the music, and that sounded easy enough, at least in theory.

Smoothing a hand down Zaire's chest, he leaned into his side, wrapping his arm around the mahamba's. "But drinks first." He grinned, starting them towards the table with the drinks.

He was trying to sort through the mess of feelings inside of his head, but all he was coming up with was a lot of blushing, happiness, awkwardness, and a few other things mingled together that didn't really make a whole lot of sense. Xavier tugged on his coat and flushed a darker red, curling his claws against the side of his face.

"T-thank you!" he blurted out, and gave Helmut a hesitant smile.

The smile, however, slipped a little at her reaction. Xavier recoiled a little in surprise, almost dropping the flower as he fumbled with it, catching it at the last second. He blinked rapidly at her.

"O-oh," he stammered. "U - um, you - you wear it, like this!"

Xavier took a step closer, right in front of her, and pulled the flower gently from Helmut's fingers again. He reached out and took her hand and very gently slid the corsage over her small fingers and onto her wrist, adjusting it carefully until it sat correctly.

"There," he said gently. "It's...it's just meant to be, um...something pretty for you to wear...from me."

He hadn't yet let go of her hand.

If there was one thing his fiancé had going for him (and it was one thing Alexander never quite got used to), it was that he could move incredibly fast. It barely felt like any time had passed between the last text message he received and Yin suddenly arriving, there in front of him, apologizing for being late.

Of course, as easy going as Alex usually was, he couldn't find it in himself to complain. In fact, it would have been rather hypocritical to do so. But still, he couldn't help but grin, a mischievous look coming to his eyes, which flicked up and down Yin's outfit.

"Nice tie." He commented, reaching out to run a skeletal finger along the haphazardly tied strip of fabric. "Sooooo, how about a dance to make up for it? The lateness, I mean."

There was a part of him that wanted to ask why he was late, but that part of him could certainly wait.

If Mia learned anything from this, it was that those with fiery temper were hard to calm down, students and familiars alike. She was thankful the reaper was able to calm him down, or at least, prevent him from setting something ablaze (thank Jack), and marveled at how she was able to stroke the flames without burning herself.

"True." she laughed, unable to hide the fact she was always happy to meet another reaper. It seemed she didn't have a chance to meet many, as most of the students she encountered were demons or monsters, with occasional ghost and undeads.
"Still, it's a pleasure to meet you, Verusha, and you too, Cannon."
At the ghoul's remark, she couldn't help but give a sympathetic smile.
"I'm sure you'll be able to find someone. I spotted some students lingering about, and you know how boils are about dances."

There was suddenly a loud sound, and Mia turned, frowning when she saw someone... punching the tesla coils. W-why...
"Hey! Please stop that!"
She expected some of the rowdier students to cause trouble, but still...

Oh, Camilla came back! And there was another boil with her!
Mayaa was always happy to meet new faces, and he even complemented her! Sunshine and feathers!!
"Thank you AJ! You look pretty spiffy too!!"
And then his tail talked. His tail TALKED. o A o!!
SO NEATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

"Hi Dwa!!"

It was hard to say if Yin was more self-conscious about the tie or pleased that Alexander seemed to like it (even as sloppy as it was). Either way he let Alexander's fingers trace over the fabric with only the lightest of blushes staining his cheeks.

Which quickly faded when he realized there was definitely no way to avoid dancing with his bonded.

It definitely was not his favored activity, though due to his lessons with Jack he had improved somewhat, and it would be good practice for the reception. "That could be arranged," he said simply, holding out his hand for the zomboil's. "I did not mean to leave you waiting so your wish is my command." He quickly nodded in Mort's direction. "Please excuse us," he murmured, then started tugging Alexander toward the dance floor, wondering if the taller boil would move a bit faster considering they were going to do an activity he enjoyed.