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"OOF - SORRY, 'SCUZE ME-" A muffled voice issued out from what appeared to be an errant shadow that had recently decided to detach itself from the corner. It was currently apologizing to an unoccupied chair.

"I do not really understand this dark fairy tails theme," Cady whispered loudly over what we will assume to be her shoulder. She was swathed head to toe in a massive, black blanket. The thing was thick and heavy and smelled faintly of manticat pee. She would have to remember to scold them for it later.

Dragging from the back of it and looking quite unhappy was Captain Bread, his own tail taped to it so as to imply they were somehow one piece. He had two inexpertly manufactured fairy wings strapped to his person.

Overall, Captain Bread was not having a good day.

"Come on, Ed, or we will miss all the spookies and it will be your fault and I will tell everyone but especially the teachers," she whined in a somewhat threatening fashion.

"Oi'm fine. Just... a little distracted, is all." He smiled and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, unable to keep his eyes off of her. In truth, he had sent an invite to Sharra... but he wasn't sure that the other boil would come, or how Hadiyya would take it.

He did mention about giving other people chances, but he wasn't sure if she put two and two together.

"Perhaps oi should go get us some drinks?"

Marosa would tell her, but if Sharra never showed up... why bother telling her and ruin her evening while she looked over her shoulder or got defensive all night?

"It's alright to say it...he's better looking." Zaire couldn't help but tease as Verusha did. Knowing the ghoul meant no harm with the words,considering the playful nature from their last meeting, or his response would have been a little different. Smirking his arm flexed a little to relieve the pain that Jory's tighter hold brought. It was cute to watch him get flustered, bashful suited his boilfriend very well.

At the mention of proper greetings and having better things to do he hummed low in agreement and glanced off from the two in conversation. His attention slipping to the crowd that was forming. There were more creeple now and he did want to dance before the actual dance itself was over. A glance to Jory then Verusha and he put on a smile pretending to have heard what they were talking about. On a stretch he wiggled his arm free of Jory's hold and curled it around his boilfriends shoulders instead so the death grip wouldn't bruise his arm.





Ayane was overloading her with compliments tonight, Lute couldn't help but be in a constant state of blush. It was both annoying and made her happy, hard to explain really but Lute liked it mostly. After a moment of their so called dancing she looked up and chuckled. "Thank you for humoring me.." It wasn't like they were doing anything complicated but she appreciated the words.

As the music died down and another song started she pulled away gently and held Ayane's hand. "Let's...um...lets get a drink? M-maybe go play some games?" She could hear others around them chattering about the games that waited outside and it was peeking curiosity.

"You smell like peas," Ed grumped regally, straightening the hem of her very long and ruffly dress. She had no idea what a dark fairy tails was, but it was the only dress she currently owned and also it was horrible.

But at least it didn't smell like peas.

Initially she was going to wear a blanket just like cousin Cady, but it turned out that she lacked blankets (they hadn't been high on her list of things she needed).

"I am not even going slow, you are," she nudged Captain Bread out of the way with one bare foot, "and I am going to eat all the spookies and also you smell like peas."

She might have sounded just a little bit huffy as she picked up the pace and marched steadfastly towards the table of foods.

The answer that Uru would get his answer in a less public space was enough to sate the Demon, and in turn ease his own core's pounding. There was a change in expression that Damien was keen on, a passing of something across the Horsemans face. some emotion that he couldn't pinpoint, but it was there, and he could practically visualize Qui putting back up his walls. It was more annoying that he couldn't get a read on the winged individual's eyes, as it kept moving and managed to keep from crossing his own.

It was tempting to push the topic and help anyways, but the boil made it fairly clear that he did not want to continue with entertaining this idea. Damien knew that it was important to not push some creeple. So he choose to give Uru the look of helpme.

Trisha was unaware of the fact that deacon was avoiding the snack table and a certain boil. She did however notice that there were a lot more creeple since they had gone to play games. Not that she minded at all. She wanted to get on the dance floor.

"The music is fine." she smiled at deacon paying less attention to anyone in the crowd. It was a little romantic even, even though she didn't know deacon that well. "Deacon. We should trade numbers. I've had a lot of fun tonight. I'd like to hang out again some time." Preferably with him shirtless again but Trisha had no clue as to how often he wore shirts.

she did however put her arms on him going for a slower dance to match the music and took extra care of her hooves. It wouldn't do to step on her date.

[I was working on this post before the song rollover, so Immortals is the song they're dancing to. :'D]

It might have been unfortunate that Trisha had been prepared for a slow dance, for it just wasn't meant to be. The DJ's next track was quite a bit more up-beat, and that was just fine with him. He could work with it just as well.

"Following my lead?" Deacon asked, though it seemed more a statement than anything else. He rested a hand on her hip and guided one of her hands into his.

This would not be the first or last time that the bakeneko brought formal dance to a place where it most likely shouldn't have been. If his date was worried about keeping up footwork with something slow, Jack have mercy on the tabby's bare toes.

Pokerus shot Riyo a very toothy grin, clearly impressed with her bargaining/contract skills. "You'd be putting some dragons to shame with those moves." Not her of course, she wouldn't be swindled out of any seeds (protip: she most likely would be)

With the arrival of the ghost boil asking for a tiny fae, she also made a quick scan of the area. "Can't see her either, sorry." She had a idea of who he was looking for, though when he mentioned she was upset she made a face at him. "The jack did you do?" She knew Deacon was a a** at these things, but this guy?

Once Li Shou began talking she listened to what the bakeneko would have to do for the night. Holding hands was alright, the shield...was a bit off, but being the pipsqueak he was she doubted he could do much in way of fighting. As for mentioning nothing, that was reasonable as well.

"Well then, whats the plan for tonight?" She asked them all.