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 Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 2:32 pm
Scyeth had started to shoo his little group off just in time, it seemed. A new wave of students had arrived (and a girl). The blond was most definitely More. The Australian bounced a little on the balls of his heels, trying to wave the student-teacher hybrid over to the growing cluster. "More!" That had better get the older youth's attention; Scyeth didn't want to have to bellow across the room. (We promise Scyeth has quite a loud voice when he wants to.)
And as soon as he waved More down, RuiZhi entered. At least, he was fairly certain that was RuiZhi. His eyes were blue. And he wasn't wearing glasses. He dressed up! An amused bark of laughter escaped the teenager as he tried to get RuiZhi to join his little group as well. "Zhi. Zhi! C'mon, we're going to try the games!" he crowed. If he tried to ignore him, well. There would be hell to pay. Scyeth was supposed to be a tactician tonight, no? He was sure he could think of some devious plots of revenge if he needed to.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 3:03 pm
Laughter. Laughter! Not how he wanted to be greeted, but it would have to do. The faux blue-eyed teen glowered in Scyeth's general direction, wanting to point out the Aussie had dyed his hair to the Chinese youth's own natural one, so what was the problem with taking on the color of his boyfriend's eyes? Alas, such squabble was beneath him...that and he was annoyed enough he might have snapped, which would not have been pretty.
The teen grumbled. He did not want to play games! He wanted to say his 'hello I am here have a nice evening' and be done with it. Well. They couldn't make him play, but he could stand on the sidelines and (glare scathingly) cheer on the participants. RuiZhi shook his head to himself; why was he so edgy lately? He really needed to do more exercises that Herei had showed him, or he was going to combust.
Instead of giving into Scyeth's demands right away, he made his way to the other blonde that his boyfriend indicated; More. Standing at the taller teen's side, he looked up into the real dark blue eye of the sparsely clothed other, his smile tight. "Good day, More." A pause. "We're being summoned."
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 3:15 pm
"Ah..." Seeing Scyeth waving, More waved back, a broad smile crossing his face. It was nice to see familiar people here, especially Scyeth, who he thought as a good friend. As he was about to take a step further into the area a small voice sounded beside him. The young man glanced back, then looked again only to realize who was talking. Rui's small figure and his unusual attire made More confused for a moment as to who this little creature may be. Then the memory slowly came back to him. He had met this boy back during last year's Christmas.
"Why hello there." More replied rather cheerfully, "nice costume." He looked back at Scyeth, waving to him again to let him know what the two will come down in a minute. "I guess I'm supposed to say 'Happy Halloween' too?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 3:20 pm
...did RuiZhi just ignore him? The Australian looked positively put out as his boyfriend ignored him and chose to speak with More instead. And after that fit? Scyeth gave a great snort and clenched his jaw. Two could play that game. But not tonight. He was supposed to play 'host' or something. (Though, this was Micajah's party. He didn't really have to get all that involved if he didn't want to, he supposed.)
No, no. Saving face. He had to save face. Breath in, breath out. There.
The youth shook himself and ran a hand through his hair, glancing at Sasha and Nash to check on how they were fairing before looking back to More and RuiZhi. He tossed his head and bounced up again. "C'mon, you two! You can chitchat over here, too!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 3:28 pm
The kitty blinked, tilting its head slightly and jutting out a plump lower lip slightly, feigning innocence and confusion. He couldn't of been recognized already? Either way he was playing along so that was find. Well, it's not like he was the only one going by a different name today.
"Ah...Yu..ki?" He overly enunciated the thing, using the shimmery lip gloss to bring out his mouth. He'd done enough lip staring to know that lips definately did have an effect on people. And if he got some sucker to kiss him, on the lips, tonight he would get some cash out of it.
No complaints.
Apple booth? Oh, right, bobbing for apples. What was the point of that game besides getting wet and making a mess of things. It would probably be a bad idea to do that in this costume. Lord knows that without make-up his costume would fail. Plus it was could enough as it was, getting this dress wet would be bad. But now he had an escort, all the more attention. Might as well play along.
"Apple.....booth? Uhhh...." Qui Lin paused, putting a cat-like finger to her mouth, chewing on the fake nail a bit as if trying to remember what those words meant. "We...go..watch?" Bright smile. Cute giggle.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 3:28 pm
Well now, in a matter of moments tables had turned and time seemingly sped up. It couldn't possibly have stopped because there was a sudden new influx of conversation and sound. Grimacing slightly he attempted to give Micajah a sort of guilty half-smile, not unhappy at being a 'stiff' at all. His definition of fun was quite different than anyone else and he had no qualms about it whatsoever. It was just a matter of going with what you knew and rolling with it. However, before he could respond, Aja had shuffled away to some kind of... thing. Some... cat thing. Whichever student it was, the Brit didn't know and for future reference, he didn't want to find out. Not at all.
Yet after that and a few other things, he found someone he knew. Unfortunately, it was not the Jaden he was looking or waiting for. But fortunately it was someone he liked. Unfortunately, said person went straight towards Scyeth (or that general direction anyway), his enemy. That disgusting Aussie punk. Even on a holiday he couldn't let his rivalry with that boy go. It was just second nature to him now. Revenge already a part of his soul, adding in the next notch only too easy. Where was his Jaden anyway? Hadn't the blonde American been invited? Wouldn't he show? Nat wasn't sure what he'd do if he didn't but he surely didn't want to be alone here in this odd getup. And so he was forced to make a decision: stand alone and look foolish, or go chat with More and risk a possible fight the closer he got to Scy.
Awkwardly, he debated that the second option wasn't too bad. Besides, there was that other Chinese student there by More. He was a nice kid, from the very very brief meeting he'd had with him. It couldn't be too bad right! So now, how to execute it? Yelling from across the courtyard seemed barbaric and so instead, he walked over and then politely tapped More on the shoulder, coming to stand behind him, a forced difficult and altogether awkward smile on his lips. He wasn't quite sure what to do but he was gonna wing it best he could.
"Hey, More!" The smile brightened a little; Nat was really trying to be social even though it wasn't easy. "It's been a while..." He was feeling brave and so he offered a smile at Rui and a nod to Scy too (despite him being farther away then the other two, he was still beckoning More and co.), half-praying the punk wouldn't start something tonight.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 3:34 pm
RuiZhi's smile never shifted. He could care less about the costume, he just wanted out. He was only here for a certain blonde-gone-black...
...who currently looked like he might breathe fire.
"I don't know," he replied honestly to More's remark, tilting his head and blinking his colored eyes at the taller teen. "It's still weird to me. Let's go though, before Scyeth--" 'Blows a gasget' suddenly didn't seem like the smartest thing to say, recalling the inhuman flare that had come from the young man at his side. It was hard to believe the teacher's aid had been that same person, the frustrated youth talking to a voice that he himself had never heard...
Oh right. He was saying something. "Um, gets mad. He invited us after all." Or so he assumed. RuiZhi really didn't want to upset his boyfriend, almost as much as he didn't want to be at the party to begin with. He almost beckoned More to follow, but as the other was suddenly approached by Nathaniel (he was honestly surprised he remembered the other teen's name, having only seen him twice and briefly at that), he instead gave a slight bow and crossed the open area to approach his boyfriend.
The dragon-teen fixed the Chinese warlord with a dire stare. "Do you see what you made me do?" he crossed his arms over his chest, making the bare parts on his shoulders more obvious. "She cornered me. You owe me."
It wasn't quite the 'hello' he had intended, but RuiZhi was finding that his mouth wasn't complying with him lately.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 3:35 pm
"Well, watching wouldn't hurt at all. We can try telling ghost stories too, if you know of any. Either way you should kick back and have fun while you're here even if it's only for this one time. I think Halloween is a good chance to let it all out and you can later pretend to not know what you did."
Or what that when someone was drinking? He couldn't remember.
"I plan on doing what I want tonight. Halloween is the only time I think I can be me...whoever that is. but let's not get too deep, no one's spiked the drinks yet."
Micajah chuckled into the palm of his gloved hand before he extended the other one out towards Qiu Lin. It was a 'shall we go' type of invitation, since he felt that Weiyuan may not follow him should he just stomp off.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 3:49 pm
"Yeah, me too." More sighed a little, and nodded. He didn't think Scyeth could get mad easily, since in his impression the other boy was rather cool about everything. The young man didn't get much words in before he started following Rui---at least, tried to, only to be stopped by a small tap on his shoulder.
More turned around, finding a strange looking person behind him. "oh, uh..hi, you, you are...Nathaniel?" The young man was a little embarrassed not able to recognize the other right away. It was a rather fitting costume, after all. "Excuse me, I had a hard time getting used to all of the costume changes. But yes, it's been a while, how have you been?" More tried to find the other Chinese dragon boy, only to find him leaving already and running toward Scyeth. Hm, he would have to catch up with them as well. This could be a perfect opportunity to make more friends.
"This party's pretty neat, I think. Are you having fun, Nathaniel?" More asked with a soft smile, while trying to move so that he could approach Scyeth as well.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 4:02 pm
"Oh me too! I... asked around at some of the clothing stores and sure enough there were some girls up for making me this outfit...." They sure did hover around his crotcheral region a lot when they measured for his pants. He was going to have to find another less creepy and awkward source next year.
He looked up at Nash with black-ringed eyes, tilting his hat back. "I am the physical embodiment of a poetical disease...." How many people could say that, huh?! It was quite dashing. "Ah--party?" Sasha didn't know how one "partied" really. Though he was pretty sure Scyeth would drag him along and show him.
He followed Scy's gaze and saw another familiar blond and waved quietly at More.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 4:07 pm
The brunette smiled, nodding enthusiastically. Well, he supposed he now had a party partner. Though the mention of spiked drinks would be amusing. Though he'd have to watch out for Rui. He didn't want to know what a drunk Rui would be like. A drunk Scyeth might be more amusing though.
"Ah! Yes! We go......"Feign a loss of words. Pout a little. Bright cheery face at remembering. "...fun!" He eagerly grasped the other's hand with his cat-like paw and immediately wrapped his body around it and got really close to the boy. Hell he could be using this kid's arm as a freaking pole the way he wrapped around it.
Not that it mattered. It was just part of the character.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 4:38 pm
If one could hear sounds that related on the level dealing with human souls, they probably would have heard the sound of Micajah's screaming as Weiyuan pressed himself as close as possible to the younger man. It was a high pitched sound that didn't even register in the lad's own mind, though it very clearly happened. More than once.
"Well, now that we're...set...where would you like to go first? We can get a snack before we head out to the booths, I heard the food is to die for."
So were his puns, apparently. Micajah's voice at its weakest only made the jokes seem even lamer and in a girly voice.
"I can give the bobbing for apples a shot if you want me to though, and you can take the prize. I'm not really allowed to participate since this is the event I'm running, but.. . ."
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 4:52 pm
Weiyuan rolled his eyes on the inside. Bad pun. Really bad pun. But Qiu Lin didn't understand puns. Qiu Lin didn't even understand English very well. The 'girl' looked around, very conscious of her fruity bosom that was rubbing against the male's arm.
The girl finally spotted something. A very Chinese looking pair. Of course a cute naive little Chinese girl who was so far away from her home would like to meet them. Eagerly she bounced a bit in her heels, pointing at the pair not caring about the emotions displayed across their face. "Chinese! We meet? We meet?" She looked towards her guardian snow angel, smiling brightly with a bit of hope in her eyes.
Weiyuan chuckled. The ultimate test would to see if those two would recognize him...or not.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 5:00 pm
Sizing up the black outfit and misplaced mask, albeit a very nice one, Nathaniel felt a little better about his own haphazard costume. Sure, his was slightly more organized, but no less than a reason to mock him. It was typical. Fitting. And not that frightening... however... it had nearly fooled More and that was almost enough to make things all right. Nodding politely, the epitome of manners as always, he adjusted his goggles enough to properly nod his head at the other youth, also a superior in a way.
"Hah yes, yes... I'm not having an easy time of it myself," remarked the British lad with a small sigh. Shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders, he gave a light smile anyway to show that he was enjoying it nonetheless. He would, however, enjoy it more were his best friend here... but all thing in good time. Due process would take it's course eventually, or so he hoped it might.
"I have been well, and you? I haven't seen you since the ah... incident with the science building..." but he just as quickly switched subjects, quite able to hold a respectful conversation once one started, "Parties are rather foreign to me, but it's quite delightful. And you? I hope you are enjoying yourself as well?" It was almost sickening how kind he was, almost.
A sure indication of his nervousness.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 5:04 pm
"Oh, you want to go over to Scyeth? I don't mind doing that if you want, since I do need to ask him a few things before we go into full swing."
Micajah took a step forward and was pretty sure he was dragging this other youth with him if he couldn't keep up in those heels (which is why Micajah wore flip flops, seriously) and as he moved to step on he could feel those breasts rubbing against his arm.
And it was yet another cause for his soul to scream, and his actual voice almost did as well. He'd made a small bust of his own to wear, naturally, but it looked far less extravagant then the one that was bouncing so close to his eyes.
Halloween.
As they drew closer to the pair Micajah coughed slightly to try and get their attention, not wanting to suddenly pop into the scene in his outfit with...his companion...on his arm.
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