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 Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 5:40 pm
[ENTER] VASQUEZ VASQUEZ
Another "accident" waiting to happen! Vasquez glowered at the decorations, unappreciative of their splendor and the effort contributed into making them presentable for the dance attendees. He disliked his suit which made him greatly itch, and he resisted the urge to strip out of it, the only reason keeping him from doing so was his own personal sanity. Abuelo had encouraged him to attend the dance here, though Vasquez had adamantly argued that he could dance perfectly well (with girls too) safely at home on his Dance Don't Trip Revolution. Arguing with Abuelo on this one was no different than kissing an ugly girl; there was no reward nor sentiment, so Vasquez decided to "go with it" and give the old man a moment to grovel in his sadistic glory or whatever it was that Abuelos are meant to behave when they got what they wanted. If Abuelo were a woman, Vasquez would blame the entire event on one single word: menopause. Menopause could destroy. Menopause could rip apart a single person into six countries--but now he was going on a tangent that he truthfully never intended to tread.
At least, he wasn't alone in his misery, hopefully.
Nope.
He spotted Kennedy not too far away, and he was glad he saw her at all. She'd called him earlier saying something about her reason for coming (which was interchangeable with 'blah blah blah blah Vasquez blah blah blah dance blah') because girls had different linguistic capabilities and Vasquez seemed to never have been able to truly intake the entirety of their conversations, especially when they were speaking on the phone. It was easier over the internet, because often they'd include cute emoticons to symbolize their feelings. He could read those better, and the simple "lol" sufficed to keep any specimen of girl from stopping in her tirade about another girl's issue.
Though admittedly, it was slightly different for Kennedy, he usually listened. Perhaps because she shared similar interests, but he wondered if she wanted to dance at all and felt slightly ashamed that he hadn't paid attention to her reasoning more carefully when she spoke over the phone with him. That being said, why couldn't she have told him on the internet?
"Sup Ken!" Vasquez called, hoping to catch her attention. She had a nice dress on, but knights weren't supposed to tell princesses they were pretty until after fifty years and ugliness took over. Retrospect was truthfully wonderful and Vasquez just adored sentiments. He liked that despite everything, he and Kennedy were still friends. W-would she like to dance with him? E-ew that's dumb.
W-well if she wanted to it'd be an accident.
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 6:05 pm
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_©ⓛⓐⓘⓡⓥⓔⓡⓔ ± ©ⓛⓞⓦⓡⓔⓨ ⓔⓘⓡClowrey nodded, starting to turn around when she felt a poke at her arm. Why was Theo making such a strange face...?
"Y-you want to dance?" she repeated with wide eyes, a finger pointing at herself in a sort of shock. Frankly, she wasn't sure what she was actually surprised about--It was mostly just unexpected! Was she embarrassed? Her cheeks were slightly pink...M-maybe she was just getting flustered because Theo was naturally jittery. That made a whole lot more sense than her getting embarrassed! Who would want to just dance with her anyway?
'Ugh, me trying to convince myself of something just makes thinking about it worse. It's just a dance, with a friend, just so we can continued talking. That's all--Totally platonic. ARGH! Stop thinking about it!' she mentally smacked herself. She could see Corduroy in the corner of her eyes, practically fuming like the protective sort of guy he was. He certainly had issues, but we'll get to them later on..."Sure, that'd be cool," Clowrey responded calmly after getting over her shock, walking with him towards Anemone.
She waved to her pal with a warm grin, "Evening, >>elegant miss<
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 9:33 am
[ENTER] Juno Tsing || Sharp Shooter
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On the walk over to the dance floor, Juno reflected on the young blond girl with flower pigtails he'd seemed to have blown off. Part of him felt bad. He was distracted by so many things going on at once that he hadn't given her a proper response. He didn't even know her name... He would have to make up for that later when he saw her again, though perhaps on how to do that was another story. She seemed quite angry with him.
He pondered about it all the way until he reached the open doors of the ballroom area, crowded already of course. It seemed like Juno was making it a habit to be late to things today.
First person his eyes managed to find was Zone. But who was he talking to? Dr. Flo, that lucky bum. But Zone didn't know still that he had a thing for the doctor. And it seemed she was trying to calm him, good luck with that. BB was exceptionally gloomy today. Juno wasn't sure if it was just because of the huge event or the dancing or what, but he would surely find out later. He left his friend and his crush to their conversation and skimmed around for other recognizable faces.
That dark skinned kid with the long hair was chatting up another unfamiliar face. Juno passed them by as his eyes continued to scan the room of all the faces, hopefully no one would recognize him as that model from Tasea. But with all these fancy people, one could never be certain. They liked their fashion.
Juno stopped in an instant at the sight of a quite familiar face, she was his student after all. Anemone was looking exceptionally lovely tonight. She wore something simple, but it suited her he though. Very unlike his own flashy tastes. He chuckled and was going to approach the lonesome wallflower when it seemed that two other youngsters were going to get to her first, Theo and Clow. Drat his timing today. Late for everything.
He swerved just in time and hopefully in an unnoticeable manner in order to continue his circle around the large dance floor.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 9:50 am
  Milkha swirled the juice inside the wine glass in her hand as she held it close in front of her. Her smile twitched to an awkward curve at the response of the white haired boy(Khoric).
"What do you want?"
"Seriously, no manners in front of a lady." her quick scrutinizing remark towards the boy. "A glint attracted me, so I took a peek. But it seems, it wasn't that...amusing." her last words mumbled towards the end, as she took a sip from her glass she noticed that the boy glanced away from her, and she immediately raised a brow. The red head turned and batted her eyelashes in the same direction where Koric's eyes gazed. She wasn't pleased that other kids could take the spotlight away from her. Her smile turned into a grin while she examined them. "Of course, this is a charity event for orphans." she thought and speculated if her papa would buy those orphans instead and everything will once again revolve aro---
"Er, I mean. You're not enjoying yourself...?"
"Silly, hee hee. Why wouldn't I enjoy myself? This is the third party I've been to this day alone and look! Still bursting with energy!" but actually she was tired from boredom. Milkha took another sip and asked,
"You look weird" no, that wasn't her comment, that was her thoughts,
"Nice silver tie, you want to attract ravens? Don't worry, I'll tell papa to adopt you. He likes collecting shiny things." and quickly placed her right hand on her lips. "Oops! You're not one of them are you? Tee hee." she was referring to the orphans.
"I'm sorry that was rude of me." she offered her hand and said, "In case you don't know, I'm Milkhail Titian Aftavery Bislig. You can call me Milkha, shiny little pebble." and she wore again her press smile towards the boy.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 12:34 pm
Khoric Timothy Baasis
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"Seriously, no manners in front of a lady."
"A glint attracted me, so I took a peek. But it seemed, it wasn't that…amusing."
Khoric's eye twitched again at the girl's response. Granted it was expected, considering his lack of socializing and understanding how all females worked. In general he had not experienced much of the rich people's world and was still getting used to girls like this, her snobbery was evident in her mannerisms and it was much like a poisonous smog starting to surround him as she continued to speak to him. But he didn't budge and listened to what she had to say.
"Silly, hee hee. Why won't I enjoy myself? This is the third party I've been to this day and look! Still bursting in energy!"
"Heh." Of course. Her flirtatious personality irritated him. But he responded with a grimace of a smile with his cold eyes. He watched her sip her drink. How did he manage to entice this girl to talk to him? What about him screamed yes, I need some talking to!. But perhaps that was what attracted her. She looked like a girl that enjoyed playing, she behaved with superiority to everyone. She most likely thrilled greatly in belittling him.
"Nice silver tie, you want to attract ravens? Don't worry, I'll tell papa to adopt you. He like collecting shiny things."
"Oops! You're not one of them are you? Tee hee."
Her 'cute' mannerisms with her hand over her lips and her fake giggles and smiles with that glint of looking down on him. Khoric caught it all. Yes she was born superior to him, but he wouldn't feel bad speaking his mind to someone like this.
"Apparently I did manage to attract a raven." His lips parted barely to allow these words to escape, his expression unchanged. "If being adopted by your father meant being siblings with you, I'd rather be an orphan." His expression became lazy and disinterested.
Was he amusing enough to her yet? He scoffed in his mind at her.
"I'm sorry that was rude of me."
"In case you don't know, I'm Milkhail Titian Aftavery Bislig. You can call me Milkha, shiny little pebble."
Khoric knew how to be well behaved even if he was socially awkward, or at least times like this called for it and he was aware of that. He was aware of the Bislig company, and if this truly was their heir… It was better for him to be somewhat… Mindful of her. She was powerful with that name alone, he didn't want to purposely cause harm. Though it may have been perhaps too late for that.
He turned towards her fully, and bowed ignoring the girl's extended hand without even looking at it. "A pleasure to meet you Miss Milkha. Please tell me if there's something I may assist you with."
And in a robotic motion he straightened his back and turned to his original position, facing the crowds of people and watching. He could still feel her presence next to him, making him uncomfortable. But he tried to keep his attention and eyes elsewhere. It seemed the 'orphans' were beginning to congregate. Were they really orphans…? They all seemed so wildly dressed up in different fashions.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 4:21 pm
KENNEDY OLIVER Kennedy stood alone, flicking her phone open with one hand and then closing it with the other. Though she hadn't been here for long she already felt isolated due to the lack of friends. It wasn't that she was asocial per se, but rather than this was an entirely different crowd. Her friends were of the "lower" class and most of them wouldn't be able to bypass security.
Perhaps that was why she called Vasquez.
When she first caught wind of the dance she hadn't wanted to come, but after thinking about it she figured that it would be fun. She would be breaking the rules and who better to do it with than her best friend? She could recall spending at least an hour outlining all the reasons she wanted to go and the clothes she was going to wear, even her plan of attack (she probably should have checked to see if she was rambling)! Being bad was so much fun. Of course, it hadn't occurred to her what she would do if the boy could not make it. He was the most dependable of anyone she knew, responsible for not only keeping her secret but also for coming to her aid when she needed it. It was just a natural assumption that he would come with her.
She was starting to get worried, at least until a familiar voice graced her ears.
"Sup Ken!"
Kennedy turned over and her face went from solemn to elated. How could she have doubted him?
"Vas, I thought you weren't going to make it!" she exclaimed, half-walking, half-tripping as she made her way over to him.
He was dressed in a brown suit that matched quite nicely and really, it could have fit in with any of the groups at the party. It made her own thrift store dress feel rather cheap.
"So," she pressed her glossed lips together, "now that we're finally in, what do you want to do?"
If one didn't know any better, they might have thought that she was glancing toward the dance floor.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 8:30 pm
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INCOMING MESSAGE...
TO: All members of Operation Tinseltown
FROM: Fat Kid
SUP GUYS. So it just occurred to us that not all of you know who your partners are yet, or what they even look like ahahaha...
AHEM WELL. I'm going to rectify that as much as I can but you'll have to listen carefully. I'll read off pairs of codenames, followed by a physical description of each of your partners. You can ask for their names later if you want to alright, I can't risk dropping names over a connection like this.
First pair, Sea Flower [Ane] and Chocolate [Straffe]. Sea Flower's got white hair, glasses, and is wearing a black dress. Choc's got, uh... dark skin, and long purplish hair.
... I hope you guys are paying attention man, I don't have time to repeat this.
Right, getting on. Glados [Basia] and Hipster [Arthur]. Glados is wearing a super rad dress, has blonde hair and strange looking eyes. It's easy to mistake her for someone who had an eye accident??? And Hipster is wearing the only pair of purple plaid pants in the whole room.
OOH these two. I mean, uh, Freckles [Violet] and... Kitty [Damien]! Freckles has green hair - kinda punky colour don't you think - black eyes, and is wearing one of those floofy dresses. Kitty is tall, dark and is descended from cats. Oh and he has green eyes.
Final four now! Princess [Tabby] and Tiny [Isaac]. Princess has this princess-y dress and flowers in her hair, and Tiny has platinum blonde hair, blue eyes, and is wearing a grey suit with a brown cravat. Is that a cravat...
Next is Ca-- oh okay those two are already talking to each other, never mind then. For everyone's information though, Catfish [Flo] is the plain old lady who was talking to the rest of you just now and Shortstop [BB] is that really angry looking dude with the unhealthy complexion.
Onwards! Hairband [Clow] and Two Tone [Juno]. Oh wait you guys know each other already too. But anyway, Hairband has brown hair, glasses and a poofy gray shawl thingy. Two Tone's got black and yellow hair and the flashiest red jacket in the friggin room.
Next pair, Icecube [Ava] and Leggings [Theo]. Icecube's got a lot of scars on the face and hair is shaved on the sides. Leggings has... a really nice get up... black hair and red eyes.
Last pair! Lightning [Dani] and Pinky [Nap], your original partners are running late so I'm shoving you two together first. Lightning's got a really pretty blue dress on, with gloves and super high blue heels and has red hair. Pinky is... really short, tan, strawberry blonde hair.
And that's it! Start looking for each other NOW and prepare yourselves. The dance is gonna start in about 10 minutes. Ha-- I mean, Fat Kid out.
TRANSMISSION TERMINATED.
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((OOC: I guess this should be obvious but CIVIES, this is not relevant to you (unless you want to point and laugh at mori's pathetic attempt at codenames I GUESS???) Go grab a partner if you wanna dance btw
SIDEKICKS, this is what a comm from Control/Hack will look like ok. Imagine he's talking into your ear via that earpiece thinger but don't talk to him. I hope this post provides an IC enough explanation for you recognize your partner if you haven't already! Also START SPOTTING EACH OTHER, like oh hay there you are, and then I can get actually this party started yes
CODENAMES: optional if you want to continue using them in the ORP! Only Control will continue to address you with your codenames but I'll put names in [square brackets] in case you forget))
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 12:11 am
"I knew that." Zone blew the hair swaying in front of his face and placed both of his hands in his pockets, with a grimace.
Then he pulled one out, and pointed it to his chest open palmed, "But I could still be--" he stopped talking as soon as Hack's voice went on.
The initial static noise wasn't pleasant to hear, or maybe it was just Hack munching on something, or the sound of snack wrappers being opened. Zone listened to the telecom message and how innovative 'the fat kid' was for the code names. "I got a fat kid to bag after this." clearly calling him short, with his already short temper won't be good for anyone. Especially their team leader. And Zone started cracking his knuckles.
He returned to Dr. Flo, "...fine. Just avoid my messy feet as long as you can then...cat food."
Zone remained where he stood and gazed upon the crowd, recognizing some of the students around mixed with the unfamiliar crowd. These were an awfully lot of people to look after. "As long as we got Hack as our eyes then," he reassured himself, but he'd still punch him after this.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 6:16 am
xxＡ Ｎ Ｅ Ｍ Ｏ Ｎ Ｅ ________________________________________________
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xxxxAnemone sat alone at her table, hands on her lap. She fidgeted with the hem of her dress nervously, shifting in her seat every few moments as if something was uncomfortable. The pale girl sitting by her lonesome was looking awfully distressed, which is probably why two of her (okay, her only) friends decided to skip on over to her half of the ballroom. Her eyes had been fixated on her knees, staring blankly at herself through thick glasses. Jerking up suddenly as a familiar voice called out, Anemone blinked rapidly a couple times before it registered that the people before her were indeed Clowrey and Theo. A faint smile spread across her lips, and Ane lightly stood up from her seat. She didn't quite catch what Clowrey had said, but she got the last bit.
xxxx"Hello, Clowrey, Theo." Anemone gave them each a slight bob of her head in greeting "I'm fine, thank you. And yourselves?" She directed the question at the two of them, but her eyes darted out to the ballroom at a familiar flash of bright red. Anemone managed to catch a glimpse of Juno slinking away; part of her was glad she didn't have to see her teacher quite yet. She had a feeling he would bring up dancing with her... he was just like that. Sort of nosy she supposed, but in a well meaning way. Ane for some reason felt uneasy about seeing him and her younger sister Tabby talk earlier... what was it about, anyways? Anemone made a mental note to ask him later.
xxxxA loud crackling popped in her ear, sending a hand flying to her mouth in surprise. Her arm slowly fell back to her side as Anemone intently listened to Hack's message. Her face remained stoic as she committed the information to memory- a small smile playing at the corner of her lips as Hack addressed himself as 'Fatboy'. Sea Flower...? Wasn't that a bit obvious? Although she supposed all of their codenames were. She glanced at Clair's headband, then down to Theo's... well, leggings. She gave the skirt of her dress a few pats to smooth out the creases absentmindedly. Ane spent a considerable amount of time lingering on Theo's outfit. It certainly was... eye catching. She cleared her throat softly. "Y-you both look nice." Her compliment was weak, but genuine. Besides, it would have been rude to not say anything after having stared at Theo's shorts for a good 20 seconds. "Anyways, my partner Chocol-" She couldn't do it. "My partner Straffe," Ane glanced at Theo, knowing at least one of the two knew who she was talking about. "Do you happen to know if he has arrived?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 12:23 am
VASQUEZ VASQUEZ
Vasquez gave a deep shrug in response to Kennedy's inquiry. He hadn't thought about what he was going to do at the dance, really, because he was the least likely person to participate at a dance out of free will to begin with. The question would be simple to answer if he weren't Vasquez Vasquez, but the issue was that he couldn't disassociate himself from the identity he was born with, and therefore lacked insight. Besides, Kennedy, being a girl, must have had better ideas about what to do at a silly dance. Abuelo also said that they built "character", and it seemed to him that Kennedy was pushing at something as well. D-dancing with her? Wh-what were they, seven? Vasquez wasn't going to dance with a girl, not tonight, not while he was still youthful enough to be considered approvingly unmarried by society.
He shuddered when he thought of matrimony. Both his parents weren't very decent at it, and he remembered very well that the two of them were acquainted with each other through a dance. Whether it was by accident or not, he wasn't entirely sure. But...it was Kennedy, and maybe dancing with Kennedy was different than dancing with another specimen of "girl". Kennedy wasn't like the other girls much anyways, she lacked their prosaic spirit and didn't seem to be as recalcitrant as his other unwilling playmates. I-if she wanted to dance, it'd be by "accident" anyways. He didn't want to dance, but if it were an "accident", it wouldn't count as an event happening in his control.
"I-I guess we could accidentally dance? Dunno, Abuelo said it builds character."
He thought about how stupid that sounded and decided towards his better judgement to leave his conscience alone and to spare his skin self-humility. That would come another day, when Kennedy was more ambitious or whatnot. Frankly, Vasquez was still feeling queasy about touching another specimen of "girl", be her Kennedy or not.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 3:32 am
[ENTER]
Damien took some determined steps toward the ball room. He was severely annoyed with himself, but tying the tie had caused him some... severe delay. Which was not acceptable. Patting down his tuxedo one last time, and brushing some invisible lint off his shoulders, he finally stepped in the door and took in the room. One small advantage of having been late was that he got some description of this Violet girl he was supposed to pair up with. Or Freckles, as Hack had decided to name her. He did have some vague idea of who this alien girl was, but he actually didn't know how she looked. Green hair was quite the adequate identifier.
'Green hair... Green hair... Green hair...' he thought as he scanned the area again, but didn't manage to spot it.
He did manage to spot a few familiar faces, though. His eyes lingering on Flo, he almost didn't manage to stop himself from making a bee-line for her. But no, she was talking to Zone, and they were partnered. He couldn't interfere. Well, he certainly could, but he shouldn't.
But, you know, just keeping an eye on her during the night wouldn't hurt anyone, would it?
No, that would do. Maybe he might even get the chance to swoop her away for a dance later. Wrenching his eyes away from the feisty, black-haired woman, he tried to spot Violet again. How hard was it to find a girl with green hair, anyways!?
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 7:54 am
Brown orbs were still trailing over the crowd, Violet was still looking for Flo. With a sigh she turned her head in the opposite direction she was previously looking pausing when she spotted the woman however much to her dismay Flo seemed to be talking to someone already and it was that man that had yell in the control room. Not that she was scared of him or anything, she just didn't want to interrupt and be yelled at if this human lost his temper easily. He looked stiff, like he needed a good massage or something, maybe she should offer? It would give her a chance to experiment with human pressure points...
With a soft yawn the green haired disguised alien leaned back in the chair she sat in, her legs shifting under the long floofy dress. Kicking sightly with what might be mistaken for boredom, however it was just Violet trying to adjust to all the layers her dress seemed to hold. Her mind went silent in its battle on approaching Flo and the angry looking man when Hack's voice rang out into her ear. "Hm..." Came a sort of lazy hum as the girl leaned a hand on the table and then her chin in her palm to listen, hoping she would understand what Hack was saying as she eyed the band that was playing, for the moment forgetting her previous plan of asking Flo for help in finding her partner.
Codenames? The word registered somewhat and she nodded her head to herself almost as if she expected Hack to see her, though it was just an unconscious action. Violets eyes darkened as the 'codename' Freckles came up, her larger holoprojected eyes blinking a few times before she finally understood this was 'her name'. Freckles, she smiled it sounded nice at least? She'd have to ask what it meant later...
Dark brown eyes started to scan once again as Hack described her partner. So. Kitty was ...Damien then right? Lets see she thought to herself as her eyes swept the crowds men, tall.. She pinpointed all the men that were around that were tall, dark... Her choices were slimming fast when this one came up, ok so that's six humans left. Standing up she ruffled the layers of her dress down as she tried to decide which of the six men left looked like a descendant of a cat. This...meant he looked somewhat like a cat correct? Whiskers...? Fuzzy maybe? The little alien tired not to look as confused as she was as she took a tentative step forward.
That's what Hack said, er Fat Kid right? Violet tilted her head to the side, the green locks that were loose at the side of her head fell across her face and tickled her nose a little. "Heh.." Came a lazily giggle before she straightened up and pushed the hair behind her ear, feet moving towards one of the gentlemen she had spotted and that kind of looked like a cat, he had a fuzzy face at least. Violet was however unknown to her approaching the wrong man, a rather old man as well, getting confused by his beard since cats were fuzzy and Hack had mentioned cats in his description of Damien.
Speaking of Damien, Violet passed right by him on her way towards the older gentleman.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 4:30 pm
Avalbane McCarthy ☎xxxxxxxxxxxAvalbane • had just sat there, watching all the other people. There was nothing really important that caught her eye. Maybe she should focus on finding Theo instead of enjoying the dresses that she saw other people in. The brilliant golds and silvers. Those seemed to be the main colors that stuck out. But of course there were tons of people in white, pink, and red. It was a Winter Ball after all. Those colors seemed to fit the theme the best and of course these rich patrons wanted to seem fashionable and up to date. Who wouldn't want to?
Looking down at her own dress, Avalbane realized how odd it was comparted to the others. There were empire waists, ball gowns, princess cut, short dresse, long elegent tight dresses, but none as balloon shaped at the bottom has hers. Maybe she would look odd. Or maybe her dress would be critized for its toned down pink and white, blue and green scaled prints, and shape. Would they think it was cheap and ugly? She did not want to stand out anymore then she already does with her scars.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a buzzing in her ear and it took her a minute to understand what it was. Oh yes, she had taken a earpiece from the control room before leaving. It was a quick snatch that happened so fast she forgot it was even there. Honestly, you could not feel the thing at all. The noise finally turned into some words and she didn't really know who it was at first. But the face finally appeared in her head as she listened to 'Fat Kid' talk about code names. Ah, but they did not have to use them in person, only over the earpiece. As the he read off the names, Avalbane couldn't help herself but to giggle a little and then try to see if she could spot some of those he was referring to. The only one she was able to see at the time was Violet. The human looking girl was seated close by and she shook her head slightly. Dat must be freckles. Her own code name came up soon after and that made her smile. It made since, the ice and all. Though she had forgotten that her scars were across her face. Raising a hand she slowly felt across her face, the silky fabric of the gloves gliding across her skin. She was not ashamed of these scars, just forgot they were there. Luckily for her, she already knew who Theo was, but his nickname threw her off. Leggings? It did not make sense. Why was he leggings? When the transition finally ended, she figured she would go find him now. Sitting here wasn't doing anything.
Hopping up from the chair, her ankle tried to give out below her for no reason, but she caught herself. Looking around, Avalbane watched as Violet get up and moved. Watching the green haired girl walk away, her eyes finally locked onto Theo in the background. His outfit. It caught her off guard. She could not help put smile. Her mouth grew so large as she walked towards him, not really wanting to interrupt his conversation. He was wearing the best outfit in the world. It was almost like a little Prince. Theo looked rather cute in it.
Finally reaching close by, she stopped and decided not to interrupt their conversation. If Theo looked over from talking to Clowrey and the White haired girl, she would just wave to him. At least he would know where she was when it was time to dance then. It was kind of awkward, just standing there. Her hands were in front of her, fidgeting with one another and she looked down to the ground. Peaking up every once in a while in case he looked over of course.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 9:36 am
Theo smiled widely when Clowrey accepted his invitation for a dance later on, and scratched the back of his neck as he walked with her over to his roommate, Anemone. This collar was making his neck itch something terrible and he probably looked like the biggest nervous wreck in the world with the incessant scratching. He should have put on a collared shirt on under this dress jacket instead of a t-shirt, but it was too late now. Also, it'd probably be hot anyway.
Once Clowrey and him were within earshot of Anemone, he waved to her alongside Clowrey's greeting to her.
Wow she looks amazing, Theo thought to himself as he looked over Anemone. She looked just as good as Clowrey did, and it made him crawl a little in his skin. He needed to stop thinking these things about his roommate. He had to live with her in the same room, after all. It didn't need to be anymore awkward than it already was.
"I-I'm good," Theo responded, giving Anemone a smile along with the answer to her question. "Y-You look amazi-"
Theo's compliment was interrupted by a voice in his head. Hack's voice in his head, giving him and the rest of the Academy's students the instructions for the evening. He listened intently, taking in the information Hack, or Fat Kid, was babbling into his ear. The codenames made Theo smile for a time, until Hack got to his anyway. Than he felt like someone needed a laxative cookie and tried his best not to express the growing pout on his face.
I know I look funny, you a**, He thought to himself as he sighed and looked around for Avalbane. Even though he wanted to talk to Clowrey and Anemone some more, he knew he needed to also find his partner. He was already starting to feel a little bad about not having sought her out from the get go, but they had time and he was talking to Clowrey.
Theo's concentration on what would happen if Hack ate a whole tray of laxative cookies was broken as Anemone asked him whether or not he had seen Straffe. Oh yeah, he was her partner wasn't he? He though to himself absently.
"Uhm, I'm, uh, afraid I wasn't paying all that much attention after I, uhm, bumped into Clowrey," Theo said quietly, "I haven't seen him."
Being reminded once again that he needed to find his own partner, Theo took another gaze around and spotted Avalbane. He instantly felt a huge guilt stone drop into his stomach because it was very obvious that she had spotted him before he had spotted her and she looked as if she was waiting for him.
He gave Avalbane a smile and a wave, quickly turning back to Clowrey and Anemone.
"I'll, uhm, I'll catch up with you guys later, ok?" Theo said, giving Anemone and Clowrey a smile. "I, uhm, I spotted my partner, so, uhm, I'm gonna go say hello to her. So, uhm, so she doesn't think me rude and junk. You guys have fun with your dance partners."
He gave them both slightly teasing smiles before excusing himself and making a literal bee-line in Avalbane's direction, giving her another smile and wave. He practically ran across the dance floor just to get to her as quickly as possible. He felt so bad for making her wait. He was making terrible impressions.
"Hi Avalbane," He smiled, greeting her as soon as he was within feet of her, "I'm sorry I made you wait. You, uhm, you look really, really nice."
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Questionable Shapeshifter
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 9:49 am
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_©ⓛⓐⓘⓡⓥⓔⓡⓔ ± ©ⓛⓞⓦⓡⓔⓨ ⓔⓘⓡOh, someone was being clever, weren't they.
'Sea Flower, Freckles...Chocolate? Leggings? Headband? What kinda code names are these? And his descriptions suck!' Clowrey thought to herself, but couldn't help but snicker when she heard BB's nickname. "Ehehe, ShortStop..." she grinned to herself. God, BB's ears must be burning now...
"My partner, Straffe--Do you happen to know if he has arrived?"
Now there was an unfamiliar name--She ran over what Hack had just. Straffe was...Chocolate, so he'd be the guy with the long hair...She glanced around the room for a moment, noting a few people with long hair. "Uhm, well he shouldn't be too hard to find...and he'll probably look for you too," Clowrey commented, "It won't be hard to find my partner though...Every other guy is wearing either black or white jackets. Pfft..." She shrugged a bit, and then waving as Theo began to leave them; "I'll call for 'ya when my old man gets here!" she said after him, seeing him go over to his desginated partner, Avalbane. 'Oh it's her...!
. . .Oh right, I hadn't asked for her name yet,' she thought to herself after a few moments of trying to figure said name out, 'Ehh, I'll ask later.' Then Clowrey remembered she hadn't told Anemone something yet--"Oh yeah, I wanted to introduce you two to my dad. He's a big tea...fanatic so I'd think he'd be happy to meet'cha. My big brother's coming too."
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