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 Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 10:54 am
True enough. Still, the baku looked uncertain, her ears and her tail drooping slightly as she looked up at Shun. "But I want this prom to be enjoyable for everyone involved, and you guys do deserve an apology." She seemed hesitant now though, slowly drawing her hand back.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 10:54 am
Tell me what'cha like n' I'll cook'ya up somethin' too if yer comin' on by. Ya'll eat don'tcha? Sio had eaten as an alpaca, but did she usually eat as a ghost? It just seemed proper to ask. Besides tha' candy a'course. Never not candy corn.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 10:55 am
Not ready? Amarus' eyes gleamed. Okay, yes, so she had turned a dance into a slaughter, but really that was a lack of efficiency on her part and-- Amarus took a deep breath, again out of habit. She accepted being caught quite contentedly, as it prevented her from having to go into fight-mode again, and braced herself on Mot long enough to stand up steadily. While she was there, though, she grimaced up at him. "I could do it. I bet you anything I could learn swing-- okay, part of swing, right now. Swear to Jack," she promised, her resolve steeled.
As soon as she was able to stand up on her own, she added, "I blame the shoes, and I already did my worst, right? So how much worse could it be?" Amarus tried to coax him. Yeah, now that she was supposedly not ready, that was pretty much all she wanted. She knew she could do it, right-- well, so long as he didn't start with some kind of craziness. Besides, he'd caught her fine, so what did she have to be afraid of? This was far better than her original plan of loitering by the punch all night. And maybe spiking it.
Amarus tugged on her lip with her teeth, thinking. Please please please please, she chanted internally. Not exactly her finest warrior moment. As an afterthought, she took off her shoes and threw them as far away as she could, now standing a half inch off the ground in bare feet. She didn't even look at where she was throwing them to, just hurled them off into the prom. Still maintaining eye contact with Mot, she added, "I probably should have just put them down... think they hit anyone?"
Woops.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:00 am
 Tess gave the imp a dismissive look, deciding that it was in her best interest that she and Sheridan get far away from TG. She knew of her lower half's... less than proper behavior and the activities she'd gotten to but Tess herself didn't share in Legs' sentiments. She hasn't for quite some time now, which would explain why, when she began trying to pull Sheridan away with a flippant, "He's not worth our time." Tess suddenly doubled over in pain, gripping Sheridan for support.Legs had been patient. Legs had humored her uptight upper half long enough. Now that she had a reason to be at Prom, she wasn't going to waste any more time hanging out with Mr. Shirtless over here. Not that she couldn't appreciate a well-toned and well-shaped chest, it just so happens that TG really knew how to make a ghoul's toes curl.
And that was reason enough for the lower half to forcibly sever and literally strut out from under the long skirt. Wings tore out abruptly from Tess' back as her fangs grew out and her tongue elongated to their real form.
"What the Jack, Legs!" Tess snarled in between gasps of pain, "Sheridan, it's not what it looks like."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:03 am
At this point, Shun decided enough talk and time to take action. And so he shot a glance to Mitsu, then reached to take Xiu's hand to try and pull her away. He might have bumped into a person or two in the small gathering. One eye and all. "Whatever. We're getting punch. Now."Before he ends up punching Lou.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:11 am
Herryk nodded, his expression blank. After a moment, the draugr forced a smile.
"Nuru is probably right." The large boil didn't want to discuss the fact that Freya had seemed ...upset that he was performing as the skreejay with Cady.
Herryk shot a glance at Zar. He couldn't tell if Zar was really having a great time or not.
"Herryk appreciates his friends stopping by, Nuru."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:16 am
"Just who are you calling a lizard, shorty?" The growl rumbled deep in his throat, a hint of fangs showing in his snarl. Sheridan was NOT pleased! Not only was the imp hitting on HIS ghoulfriend, but now the imp had called him a lizard? HE WAS NOT A LIZARD! "I suggest you back off and find your own date." There may have been ice in his breath, the chill of plasma freezing as he spoke. "Really." His arms crossed as he deliberately and protectively stepped between Tess and the imp, his glare shifting between TG, Legs, and back again. Tess (her upper half) he trusted, Legs however was another matter entirely. It was hard to say who he was angrier at in that moment, TG for hitting on his ghoul, or Legs for the fact that she seemed quite set on ruining the evening for Tess. Was it really so much to ask for one night?
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:17 am
Gene arrived late like a classy woman, dressed in a little silver thing with a more elegant mask, and walked straight up to the DJ booth, They needed some good tunes.
"Excuse me, sir, could you play this?" She handed the dragur an eyePod playing a very specific song. She was gonna get down.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:18 am
Well she sure seemed bent on learning it now that he said she couldn't. She kind of reminded him of Hel, which both amused him and made him sad. Very sad. He really, really missed Hel, as stubborn and bull headed as she was. He shook his head, not letting that fog his evening. He stared wide eyed as the shoes were tossed half-hazzardly across the room. "Well um... let us not stick around to find out." He suggested, taking her hand and moving across the dance floor to a different area. "Okay. Let's try swing." With that, he cautiously went through a basic run down, demonstrating on his own before trying to get her to do it with him. "I'll catch you when you fall."Not if. When."Oh! Oh um... I do not require food, but I enjoy it a lot! I will eat anything you make!" The ghoul was starry eyed beneath her mask, staring at the ghoul like she was a big sister. Siobhan squealed and clung onto Levi's arm.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:23 am
For just a moment when he turned Alexander had an odd look on his face, or at least, from what Yin could tell past the mask that he was now finding very much in his way as it was hard to tell what his bonded was thinking. He should have known that things were wrong, Miss Daniella's mother had seemed disappointed with his decision and he had probably messed something up. And Alexander was grinning, probably trying not to laugh at him. As confident as Yin was not at this moment he really was not thinking anything good about this whole suit nonsense. His hand moved up, trying to tug at the knot of the tie again before dropping rather uselessly. But Alexander's words said something entirely different, and the real surprise would have been if they were ever on the same page to begin with. But Alexander thought that he did look nice? Suddenly masks were a very, very good idea, because it at least covered the embarrassed but happy look on his face. Then of course Alexander kept talking, going off about how he was the best looking, which was simply ridiculous and he was leaning more toward embarrassed now, not used to the compliments. And then, right there in practically the middle of the entryway (or at least, so it seemed) Alexander was bringing up something or other about being in love. More than being happily surprised about the information all Yin could really think about was the fact that Alexander had decided to bring it up right here, and right now. But mainly right here. "What do you think you are doing," he all but hissed. "We are in public!" It was really rather obvious he would think, but it was clearly something that Alexander had forgotten. Even with his mask on he was managing to look severely displeased, and if Alexander did not pick up on his unhappiness well...he was probably just focused on that tie again.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:29 am
There was no question that during those sweet, savory moments of conflict, Lou was getting his jollies. What a sweet ghoul poor little Xiu was. Tormented by this shadow of a man and all she could think about was her friendzone brigade. Somewhere deep, deep down in the chasm that now existed where his heart used to be, there was a little jewel on the rocky bottom that represented his pity.
Now what was this? Dread head was against him, huh? Lou didn't attempt to move, nor did his grin falter. He simply continued holding out his hand in hopes that the baku might take it. "But that would ruin my prom night and my first day at Amityville." Did he really care? No. Because he knew Xiu wasn't that kind of person.
"Ah, no. As I said, I do not wish to haggle." He told Amphi straight up, waggling his eyebrows at the ghoul. "Besides, every ghoul is right for me, as you say."
Even with all the naysayers screeching in her ear and begging her not to, it appeared that the baku was taking the bait. She wanted the deal. Ohhhh yessss.
"Oof." The boil took a step back when he was poked, looking down at her hand then up at the demoness with a raised eyebrow. "You shake my hand and I'll be a complete gentleman to these friends of yours."
But of course, Strawberry Shortcake had to step in and try to think for the ghoul. No, not this time.
Before Xiu could be pulled away, Lou grabbed her other hand hastily and stared at Shun with a challenging glare. "WHAT'LL IT BE, XIU?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:30 am
Herryk glanced at the paper the ghoul offered him. Herryk glanced at the ghoul. Back at the paper. Back to the ghoul. One single black brow lifted. "Herryk is not sure if he has this song." :T
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:34 am
Gene pouted at the Screejay, slumped her shoulders, and made the saddest face she could manage.
This was her jam.
"I...guess that's fine." She sniffed, and wibbled her lips. Please let him be one of those big guys that hated when ghouls cried.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:37 am
Herryk froze, sending Nuru a panicked look before shooting his gaze back to the the ghoul. Puppy dog eyes.Herryk groaned. "Fine," Herryk grumbled, queuing up the song.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:42 am
Amarus didn't know about Hel, as she had just met Mot, so she didn't know what Mot was thinking of at that moment. Just that she could feel the mood shift slightly, and that she was sorry it did. She drew on her own Lotus essence to calm herself, touching Mot's shoulder in passing as if to impart her calm with him. Not that it would do anything necessarily, but... yeah, actually, she had never actively tried to calm anyone down. It either happened or it didn't. Before Conquest's lotus pool, she hadn't even recognized emotions enough to tell what someone was feeling. And she hadn't cared.
It was different, and difficult, to actually notice these changes now. And feel them, too. Frustrating. As soon as her shoes were tossed, he appeared to get distracted at least, and led her away to another area. "Maybe whoever they hit will just think they've been lovestruck? Ha... haha... ah..." Mar made a terrible attempt at a joke. And looked off, sheepish. That was awful even by her standards. Humour: she didn't have it. He told her that he'd catch her when she fell, and that was somehow also comforting. Although aloud, instead of displaying it, she joked: "My hero! What if I bring you down with me?"
"I will do my best to fall gracefully, and with poise," Amarus swore, her free hand over where her heart would have been. Oh, being a ghost. Sometimes it sucked. Sometimes it was awesome. In the prom light, her aura's flicker was more noticeable. She tried to tone it down so that it was more of a soft glow, but whenever she got excited it looked more and more like a weird sort of fire. At least it didn't hurt.
She followed Mot's directions, acutely aware of the fact he expected her to fall. Which she did, eventually, but for the most part she kept to her promise and really tried to pick up Swing. Why? Because she wanted to. Because it was a lot of fun. "Sucks that you have to teach me, Mot; you looked pretty masterful demonstrating on your own, but I suspect it doesn't look so smoothe from the outside when you're helping me," Mar lamented, with a half-smile.
Still, it could have gone worse? And now she was learning swing and it was amazing. She wouldn't have to use all of her energy on punching anymore...! "How often do you get to dance Swing, Mot?" She asked. She was asking because she wanted to know how practical this was as a new hobby. If no one else could do it, after all, she'd have to harass Mot any time she wanted to dance... and that didn't seem fair to him.
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