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Salbei couldn't help his grin. "You're right, of course. Look, We're already networking!" Chuckling at his own stupid observation, he turned to stand somewhat beside her instead, holding a thin, tattooed arm out to her. "Miss Taima~" He said in invitation, leading the ghoul to the food tables whether or not she took his arm. The entire trip had his feet clinking on the ground with the sound of bone on tile, the various trinkets in his hair and on his person giving an occasional chime that sounded almost...happy.

"Tell me about yourself? Where are you from, how old are you? What are your interests or hobbies? How long have you been in school?" It was only his first question he meant to ask; the others were merely suggestions on what he was looking for, and that much was evident in his tone. As he asked his questions they arrived at the table, which hadn't been too far away from them to begin with; and as he finished up with the last of them he was looking over the food. Most of the items weren't like anything he had seen before, which was intriguing on it's own.

"You cant take ALL the credit, Fuzzbutt." Remi quirked an eyebrow at Jack, shaking his head a moment later. "I thought of the glitter bombs, i think THAT is its own masterpiece." Of course the flinging of small shiny plastic pieces at people would have been his, who knew?

"I feel as if i should bow, or would that be curtsy, to that comment False." He made a mix of both, using one hand to hold some of the dresses fabric up while the other wrapped around his abdomen as he bowed. "Personally i think the goatee needed to be mowed off, but hey." A light shrug of shoulders. "Who am i to complain?"

Then out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone familiar.

"..Actually. Hold that thought."

Turning around he wormed his way through the croud, heals clinking on the ground the whole while. Like a hound on a hunt, his dual toned eyes scanned the room for his prey... he thought he had seen a familiar face.

Ah hah!

Reaching his target, instead of tossing the glitterbomb at her he instead voted to raise a arm over the ghoul, and let the sparkly stuff sprinkle down on top of her. "My my, Amrita, been a long time." Of course he was a blue kitsune standing in a dress, and heals which made his already 6"2" to up to 6'5"...he towered over people. Would she remember him?





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"Had help." She murmured back, closing her eyes and allowing herself to get in to the slow paced music. Raising her arms she allowed her fingers to loosely lock behind Sparrows neck, she was not tall enough to allow a full hand lock.

"Lady at the dress shop helped." More like, took pity on the poor shy thing that walked in to the store alone. Wren had not wanted to take a chance on it getting back to sparrow that she was there, so she went early and luckily avoided any familiar faces.

Rocking back and forth to the slow music, she kept her eyes closed but moved her head to let it rest on his shoulder. Closing her eyes helped keep her mind off of the fact that she was in a room filled with people. But the occasional bump of a body as they danced past was enough to make her tense once and a while.

"Dont know how long i can last."

Bacca gaped at the male who seemed completely unphased by anything she seemed to throw at him. Was his brain deficient? Did he have a sickness? She had hit him, she had threatened him at knife point, she had screamed and demanded, and yet he just stood there bold as brass as though she had asked him politely.

She gave a fresh snarl, her hand sliding to the dagger at her hip once more, "You DARE question me? That was NOT a request, male. You are not to TOUCH a single thing on that table for yourself."

And then suddenly, some.... masked... PERSON suddenly threw herself at them.

"EXCUSE ME!" She snarled, clearly outraged, startled and confused.

This dance was not fun.

"Excuse you? Did you fart or something?"

He couldn't help the smile that quirked his lips upwards, his eyes twinkling behind the mask.

"My darling, you don't need help to look beautiful," he told her, and squeezed her waist gently, stepping a bit closer. His arms wrapped around her more tightly, half out of affection and half out of a desire to protect her, shield her from the multiple throngs of students around them. Sparrow hadn't missed the way she tensed every few moments, each time someone she didn't know brushed against her, and he did not want her to feel uncomfortable. He knew she would not want to be here long, but even just a few moments were precious.

He lifted his hand, smoothing it down her hair gently. "The fact that you came at all makes a great deal of difference to me," he said quietly, and then leaned back a little, lifting his other hand to cradle her face in his palms, tilting her chin up so that he could look down at her properly. "I know this wasn't easy for you, and I...I'm really glad you came."

Sparrow's thumb brushed over her cheek, and he pressed his lips together. "You're...well, I'm...I'm really happy, Wren. I'd love to introduce you to my friends later, but if you're not okay with that, that's all right."

His smile was tender. Leaning forward, Sparrow pressed a gentle kiss to Wren's forehead before sliding his arms back around her waist, swaying with the music again, his chin resting atop of her head. "That just means I can keep you all to myself."

In the distance she watched.

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Students doing her favorite thing? Smiling, the oni walked over handing the glitter bomber something special.

"I will show you!" Muka nodded to Petro, perhaps he'd like to dance with Lattice as well? "Pardon us please!"

He took Needle's hand and also relieved her of her flowers. As they past the tables, he put them down at an empty one in the corner, by the arched windows. The tables seemed to slowly be gathering students, bags, cameras, eyePhones, bouqets and even shoes. People sat and ate and chatted some simply sat in silence. The strix was good about leading Needle along and eventually his pointed shoes hit the smooth dance floor.

"It's very easy.." Muka giggled and slid one of his arms around her waist, the other lifting to hold her free hand. The angle was just enough to remain un-stabbed by her needles. "As the boil I will lead you. Slow.. like shuffling almost." He giggled. "And close.. like when we were on the hill."

Lizzy had taken her time to get ready, mostly because she was mentally preparing herself for prom, even if she used 'braiding my hair' as an excuse as to why she was taking so long; Mac was taking her, and as much as she was happy about it being their one year anniversary, due to some... Unhappy things lately, she found that her excitement for prom had decreased, and she certainly wasn't looking forward to seeing Hel at prom. Sure, she was still eager to go, but not as eager as before.

She didn't want anyone to worry about her though.

When they neared the venue for prom, she put on her mask, and straightened out Mac's jacket for him; she had made sure that her dress would match his outfit, even if brown and gold wasn't a color she usually used. When she felt ready, she inhaled deeply, one hand over her chest as she relaxed, taking his arm, "You look handsome as ever tonight... Just so you know."