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Riley chuckled softly, her tentacles still creeping around Mal's arms and waist, when she felt the touch of Amrita on her arm. She looked down, her eyes focusing from the lack of direct blacklight exposure, and gave Amrita an exceedingly affectionate gaze.

Oh, look at you, Amrita. You are just precious tonight. Who are you here with? Riley's arms slid away from their hold on Malodore and Hasuko, to settle on Amrita's shoulders and fluff her dress. What a lucky boil, to have you as a date.

Despite the inordinate amount of affection, Riley started to sound a little more like herself, and the back of her mind wondered what exactly had caused her to feel.. strange, a moment ago. Whatever it was, was gone now.

Tilting her head up to look at Lizzy, the world blurred back into nothing but color. She winced, but held her hand out to the spot where she was pretty sure Lizzy had been a moment ago. Lizzy, it's so lovely to see you. Are you all enjoying the prom?

With the hesitant tread of someone heading towards their imminent doom, Johan entered the hubbub of the Prom, and quickly attempted to prop up the nearest wall. Attending hadn't been his idea. Not at all. Were it not for his mother, he'd have been studying like usual in his room this evening. Instead, a package bat had flown into his dorm this morning, landed on his desk, and hiccuped in his face until he'd woken up. When it had his attention, it quickly regurgitated a large package all over his notes, and flew away.

Less then pleased with that particular wake-up call, storm clouds practically began to brew over Johan's head until he'd read the note accompanying the package.

Mother.

And she'd explicitly ordered him to attend prom, even going so far as to send a brand new suit. Which somehow managed to fit him perfectly, even if the Carve-alli shoes were pinching his toes. Scowling against the wall, Johan resisted the urge to kick the shoes off and hex them into oblivion. At least being angry at his shoes was better than being terrified of what the other students must think of him. Certainly, the Klarsteins had never been a poor family, but he'd always tried to keep a low-profile for a reason! This suit felt expensive. Like money would start to leak out the seams if he began sweating.

He cast a quick, nervous glance at all the ghouls about. He didn't even know if he looked good! He was no judge of fashion sense. The only thing he really liked about the suit was the high neck and the gloves. Really, he wished he could run back to his room and change into his robes, but his Mother had been firm. Wear the suit, dance with a ghoul, get his picture taken (preferably with the ghoul), and send the photo to her.

How in Halloween was he going to do this?

West was strange. It was almost like he was concerned or something. She'd met the ghoul once and he was all up in arms about something. "Last I checked I wasn't any of those." For all she knew but nice to know he didn't think of her in those ways. "Was nice the time I met her." Obviously he must had some encounter with her. "What she do when you met her? Or ya don't have to say if ya dont' want to." Holly was interested but she wasn't going to push the subject since Prom was technically a happy time.

Oh well. She thought the ghoul was nice but if she wanted to say hi then she'd find her later. "I'll be sure to not call her over then." That way if anything did happen, wasn't her fault. Holly straightened her pin. Wouldn't that be something to loose at a time like this. Being done with food and stuff, sitting wasn't doing much for her. "Want to go mingle with people or attempt dancing cause I am guessing still not dessert time, right?" Sad for her but dessert will always be there for later!

There was quite the dazed expression on Mitsu's face as she pushed around the half of a meatball she hadn't eaten. Or at least the half of her face through could be seen. Her ears were still the most expressive thing considering she only managed to semi-smile here and there.

Fuzzy ears giving a twitch she turned back to Shun. "O..oh Yes! Very much so." She must have seemed really ungrateful and that wasn't the case at all. The wolf girl just wished she was a better dancer and maybe she could do more than just watch the others have fun. "I..I'm just a little overwhelmed I guess. I've never been to anything like this before." She said softly to the reaper.

She grinned at the not-fish ghoul. Of COURSE it was a fishbowl. It felt nice to be right about things for once. "I'm Cady-" she began, but was distracted as there was movement near the entrance to the auditorium.

Cady watched as the doors opened and another latecomer made his way through the empty space in front of the booth and toward an unoccupied spot outside the main area. He was wearing a suit like many of the other boils - but curiously, the outfit covered just about every inch of him, up to his chin. To Cady, who seldom wore more than shorts and a midriff top, the effect was somewhat like drowning in clothes. She gravitated toward his position against the wall, drawn in by this mystery. She made sure to stay within hearing distance of the booth, though.

"Are you waiting for your date? Because you know it might be easier for them to spot you against the wall I guess, you're positively glowing." It wasn't an insult or a compliment, but a statement - the blacklights were causing his hair, shirt, and sleeves to light up eerily. The effect was downright spooky. Cady was a little jealous - perhaps she should have worn ALL white instead of her teal-and-white ensemble. Not that she'd had much of a choice - the dress had been mailed to her by Gladys, with specific instructions to not go 'galavanting about' in it.

"By the way," she added cheerfully, "My name's Cady. Is it comfortable wearing all those clothes? Is that what From- All A Tire meant?" She hoped that wasn't the case, otherwise she'd feel somewhat under dressed. But GLADYS had picked the outfit, and she knew about these kind of things. Besides, she was certainly wearing a lot more than normal. The manticore ghoul didn't see how it mattered, anyway.

Riley chuckled, and shook her head. Actually, I'm not! You know the blacklights pulsating in the room right now? It turns out they practically blind me. She sounded more than amused by this turn of events, and not nearly as annoyed as she was before. Perhaps the influx of people had her spirits cheered a bit. I'm confident that this will ground me for the rest of the prom. I doubt one will see me out on the dance floor this night.

She blinked as Hasuko was forced to introduce herself. Oh, but I am so rude. She took Hasuko's hand in her own. Hasuko, these are my friends. Amrita, Lizzy, Jericho, Hasuko is a very old friend of Malodore's.

Oh, she liked this ghoul. Something about her just felt like it clicked comfortably with Aislin and she gravitated closer, unable to help but join in on the infectious laughter as Cady burst over and pointed out the... helm, she'd called it? She reached out to lightly put a hand on Ys' arm, drawing her in closer as she did so. She leaned in, matching the Monster ghoul's grin with a near identical one of her own...except her lips didn't move as she talked. The mist that curled from her throat hung in the air around her, mixing with what had been generated by the fog machine. "You know, I don't remember where I learned to dance. I just know I like to do it! When I hear that music I just can't stop myself."

Aislin laughed again, a sound that pitched upward a few decibels before she calmed down. "Ys! Would you like to dance with me?" It was a barely veiled attempt to get further away from the ScreeJay booth and out onto the floor, especially with this new interesting ghoul.

"Cady, can you take over for a little bit? I'll give you some more punch if you will. Great! Thanks!" She didn't wait a moment before she grabbed Ys' hand and began to pull her away from the booth out towards the dance floor. When she'd gotten far enough away to feel like she was no longer chained to the booth she stopped and let go. "I'll be right back!" She shouted over the music to Ys. She'd feel a little bad if she didn't hold true to her word and get Cady something to drink before she started to have some fun.