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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2014 5:38 pm
Junko grinned proudly up at Seiji and did a playful little curtsy for him. "Thaaaank you~." And then she allowed herself to be pulled in, standing up on her tiptoes for the kisses he was giving her and not even trying to interject. She giggled. "We were! Until you stopped us," she teased, moving with the twirl he was guiding her into. Junko held his hand and smiled fondly up at him, at least until something slapped her leg and trampled across her hair on its way toward something and shouting--oh. She pouted and reached up to drape her arms over Seiji's shoulders. "Oh.." She looked down at the gnome and then up at Seiji. "Finish dancing and theeeeen head out?" Her smile returned. "I'm surprised by how short you allowed our 'just us' time to be, honestly."
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2014 8:03 pm
The slap to his thigh had the ghost growling, jerking around to peer down at whatever had caused it, but he simmered as he noted the gnome. The night had gone by incredibly quick, though he supposed he couldn't be surprised by that, all things considered. A hand trailed over Junko's arm as he returned his attention to her, smiling. "Sounds like a great plan." And he got them moving again, swaying to the music. "Well, I knew you'd be excited." Well, he'd hoped. It had been a very nerve-wracking experience. "And besides, we've got our whole lives. I can be a little patient, knowing you'll always be there waiting for me."
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2014 8:15 pm
Her smile softened at his words and Junko gazed up at him fondly. "I will, I won't ever leave again, I swear to you." Her voice was warm but serious, a promise she didn't intend on breaking not ever. She danced with him for awhile longer, content to just sway with Seiji until finally she gave his shoulders a light squeeze. "Carry me~."
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2014 12:09 am
"I do enjoy it. It's a pleasant past time." She was careful to keep her movements and rhythm in line with his movements. "What about you? Do you enjoy it?" Her hair was slightly ruffled from his pat, but the ice reaper didn't seem to mind that at all. In fact, she seemed vaguely pleased by AJ's familiar manner. A bit like when a younger sister was praised by an older brother. The explanation of the past prom sounded fun indeed. "That's quite the competition. I wouldn't be surprised if this included some sort of performance?" Her eyes sparkled with amusement; most people competed with their own gender but never contemplated the other. Here, AJ was, outshining both his fellow males and females! And that carnival theme surely left varying fun options! When he mentioned his cell phone pictures, "That's an interesting style. If you don't mind showing me, I would love to see it." It was easy to believe AJ, considering his clothes now seemed quite fashionable. Well, Lacie probably didn't have a good grasp on fashion, but what AJ wore seemed to match him well. They were briefly interrupted by the gnome's shouts, warning them that their night would soon draw to an end. She looked over her shoulder to the other students and band that was playing. A faint smile remained on Lacie's lips; there surely had been some bad moments but there were also good moments to revel in from this experience.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2014 5:39 am
"It's fun, but I prefer music with faster beats." She wasn't patient enough to teach him slow dance like waltz. When he stepped on her foot the x th time, she punched him in head, cursing and stomped away for that day. "I think that's good enough to lead a girl, I'm not jacking doing it any further," she said, in the past. Besides her, AJ either treat ghouls like same age or sister that was a bit younger, petting hair was his wont, weird or not. AJ cracked up at Lacie's wisecrack and returned it, "If only they still had the prom king and prom queen voting, I heard that the year before had them." That was in his year one, but the enrollment took place after the prom sadly. "The SC just dressed up, more like as a respect to the annual prom? Glistened tuxedo, silky nice-draped night gowns, many dressed well in it." He paused his dance steps. "Sure. I asked the question after all." He moved his phone over after some fiddling, it was a photo showing two creeple, one taller and one shorter. The shorter girl that was blushing and standing in an awkward pose, had a pair of pointed horns and her hair tied up into an updo with a long spiderweb like dress. Between her hands was a cup, a duckling with a confused face inside it tied a red ribbon on its neck. On the other hand, the taller girl, no, boy wore a Gothic make up in black around his eyes and lips, his gloved hand was on the shorter girl's shoulder and he had a playful smirk on his face. His neck was wrapped in a ruffled collar in black and white pattern, followed down with an one-shoulder high slit long dress. "That's me and Maple, my partner, she's a witch." He explained, "Bro loves that collar, it kept shaking its head to make the bells ring." "Oosp, it seems the happy hour ends. Would you like to join me for a relaxed night walk, Lacie?" He invited with a soft gentle voice. The night was surely full of drama: romantic couples, complicated relationship soap opera and comedic scenes of the drunken one. Yet, AJ had a great time with his new friend, a pretty ice reaper. It didn't last long, but their contact won't end together with the prom.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2014 7:00 am
Aisha got just enough dancing in, even after Deszeld had left, to calm down and sate her need. She was calmer now, better, and stopped at the buffet to steal a few snacks (and a few bits for her minipets) before slipping out.
Better to beat the rush now than get caught in the entire student body leaving at one time.
[EXIT]
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2014 11:14 am
West continued to watch Hel long after she had stopped dancing and approached the horseman. Another of the damned creatures joined them soon after, and West stood still on the dance floor, arms crossed once more, staring. He was in no mood to intimidate or demand at the moment, so he just stored the sight away for later. She was... friends with horsemen. West had questions.
Turning away with a shrug, the demon focused once again on what had brought him here. He returned to the food, lightly smacking a serving gnome on the back of the head as the creature tried to remove a tray of fancy looking meat. West took it instead, stalking off without another word. He didn't even acknowledge the tesla coil when it shocked him on the way out.
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