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There was no denying the fact that Herryk was feeling crankier and crankier with each minute that passed without Freya by his side. False. He remembered False from the Christmas 'festivities' - and he recalled being genuinely irate by the whole ordeal.

When the little cat-thing called out for his attention, Herryk scowled. He remembered that terrible creature, too. Crossing his arms over his chest, Herryk darted his gaze towards the entrance, just like the cat familiar had indicated he should

If he'd been a living, breathing man with a heartbeat, his breath would have stilled in his lungs and his heart would have stilled in his chest. Even still, Herryk felt a pang in his chest when he caught sight of Freya come through the door on False's arm. She was so beautiful, and he was so proud to be her boilfriend. He felt a moment of regret where he recognized the fact that he should have been the one to walk Freya over the threshold onto the dance floor.

Regrettably, there was nothing he could do about that now. All he could do was make the most of the moment he was presented with now. Herryk moved forward, his long stride eating up the ground between himself and his beloved. As he drew up close, Herryk slowed, hands on his hips as he drank in the sight of the beautiful ghoul standing before him - and pointedly ignoring the boil at her side.

Mei would of blushed at the compliment. If it weren't for the fact that no blood actually ran through her veins to create the pigment in her cheeks for blushing. She simply smiled and gave Eisheth a nod. "Thank you." Examining the mask she oooed lightly. "Its very pretty! I might hafta get you to make me one just because."

Patting Eisheth's arm, she lead her over to the table where the punch bowl was located. Unraveling her arm, she grabbed two cups. Filling them with punch just enough so that they wouldn't spill so easily and handed one to Eisheth. "That's right, well then here is to your first experience of a new drink. Its usually nothing fancy. Just a simple sweet drink."

The ghoul took a sip from her cup before leaning in so she could whisper to Eisheth. "I've heard though sometimes someone might 'spike' the bunch with something a little stronger...." She made the universal hand motion for drinking an alcoholic bottle. "So if it tastes different later on watch yourself."

"Well then maybe, just to be on the safe side, you should just hold my hand all night and then if I do stumble, you can help me so that I don't fall down." He held his hand out towards Yin with a very cheeky grin, but not before giving Yin's tie a slightly critical look. It was crooked, and it was so very tempting to reach over and adjust it. His fingers practically itched with the need. But no, he would be good, he would not draw attention to them by doing things that Yin probably would not at all appreciate.

At the mention of food. Alex felt a familiar aching emptiness in his stomach. Really this last week or two had been bad enough, with all of the meals he'd been skipping since having job interviews and not getting to spend nearly as much time with Yin as he would have liked, plus not really having any money to spare. But he knew he could do it, that he didn't actually need food to sustain him. Still, it was practically torture, and his face turned so that he could gaze longingly at all of the food spread out on the table nearby.

"No, I haven't really..uh..been eating much at all lately." He confessed, even as he stared at all of that delicious bounty. He waited to see if Yin would actually take his hand before making his way over towards the table, eyeing the food that was available. "I'll get a discount on the food where I work, and they said they can take the meals off of my paycheck if I want. Oh, maybe you can even come and see me sometime and I can serve you a meal!" Maybe this job thing wouldn't be so bad, after all.

The music had changed to something a little more tasteful, finally, though it still wasn't really Alex's cup of tea. He had a glance over at the dance floor, anyways, a little bit envious of all of the couples who were out there taking a turn. Oh well, he supposed there were probably going to be several opportunities to dance with some of his friends throughout the night, provided his date didn't mind of course.

But back to the task at hand. The fooooood! There were so many things to choose from, so Alex grabbed a plate from the stack off to one side and started filling up on all of the meatier selections. So far he'd been really too wrapped up in everything that had been happening, and possibly with his own date who he could still barely look at without being hit by a wave of something almost like giddiness, to even really notice if any of his close friends had arrived. "Were you waiting for me for a long time?" He suddenly asked, concerned that Yin might have thought that he wasn't coming.

He only laughed at the slap turning to face her grinning all the while, why she almost matched the shade of his mask! "Too late now my friend." Turning back to the dance floor watching as Herryk started to stride over.

"No need to present me, this is your moment."

Herryk was almost there and so he made one last gesture turning to the side dipping to his knee pressing the back of her hand to his brow, no kiss! See Herryk? No. Kiss.

Standing up again he winked at her, "More then welcome, now go."

Turning he moved past Herryk giving the large boil a pat on the shoulder (he had to tip toe for that a bit...) "Go get her Big Boil, sorry about giftmas, and you better treat he like a princess tonight."

The pause as Riyo stared at his wrist felt like an hour, despite being only seconds. Finally, Deacon replaced the accessory to cover the evidence of the spreading Insanity. He felt nervous, ashamed to have to show that he'd accomplished nothing to stop it like he had told her he'd planned to.

And, as he had said to Riley... If she couldn't defeat it, what hope did anyone else have? She'd told him to not give up hope, not long before it overtook her.

The fact that Riyo hadn't recoiled was surprising, but also unexpectedly comforting. Proof that even after how much she claimed to despise him - with completely good reasons, of course - she wasn't going to kick him while he was down. Though, where Riyo felt responsible in part for wishing him to suffer, Deacon felt as though it were the sickness alone that was earning him her kindness. He would accept it, though. After all, especially now he didn't know how much time was left. He knew next to nothing about any of it. It would be nice to have at least one person seem to care that his time was limited.

If the mere attention to him up to that point was a surprise, Deacon was stunned when she willingly took him by the hand. Simple as a gesture as it was, from her it meant something to him. "Alright."

He followed without protest, inwardly wondering if something on the stronger side might make him feel better. It had certainly helped at Scarentines, and that night had been one ******** event right after another.

Deacon found himself suddenly wondering if Christof was here.



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Yuki was very pleased with himself, and unlike Astra seemed to have his mind set in a positive direction for the night. Sure, there had been stress in the months and weeks past, but tonight everything would be fine. They could all forget their troubles and dance the night away. Or something like that.

The ghost boil looked down to his date, unable to help but grin. "You nervous? I've lost track of how many times I've seen you fidget with that."

Be it to offer reassurance, or to hinder what attempts the fae was making not to appear flustered, Yuki gently put an arm around her and guided her away from the door and closer to the festivities.

"Come on. What do you want to do, first?"

Siddie was off and about, Junko handling her party things, so she had a collection of punch cups most full, a few empty entertaining those who wandered to her table.

This time it was Hel.

Perking up the ghoul waved her into a seat, "Sit sit! You must be on your feet all night Hel!" She slid one of the untouched cups over grinning, "How the Jack Damn have you been? It's been ages since I've seen you. Jack I feel terrible we spent so much time practicing and having fun. But we never actually continued to hang out..." The ghoul actually pouted a bit, her purple flaming eyes dimming a bit, "So did you come to prom with anyone....?"

The moment was a little surreal. She'd had so little interaction with False, but she was coming to find that she would owe him greatly for this night, even if his time with her was only meant to be a few short minutes. They were the most important minutes, and he was managing to be quite gentlemanly and poignant during them.

Her opinion of the boil changed greatly.

When he let her go, she realized Herryk was coming towards her. Her face slowly lit up, the smile breaking across her face like dawn, and she automatically reached out to him - but she relented, and turned to give False one quick, tight hug.

"Thanks yeh." She whispered into his ear, before letting him go completely and practically jumping into Herryk's arms.

"I tolds yeh I was almost here! Didn't thinks yeh'd have enough times teh be worried about meh lateness behind that booths tonight. How is that goings, anyway?"

She was clearly in a much happier mood than she'd been since the first time they'd spoken of prom. It was a visible improvement.