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The nergal demon had to cackle once more as he found the dance competition winding to a close, the judges now conferring to decide whose performance had won. Though admittedly, Sharra found himself more than a touch entertained by Nuk's rendition of the number...not something that he'd ever thought he'd catch the skinwalker singing, but then again, there was always a first time, now wasn't there?

Brows furrowing, however, he noted a rather familiar figure, who seemed to be aimlessly set adrift amidst the dancers. Maneuvering his way closer, he momentarily put aside rejoining his date, in order to at least say hello, though there was something a touch off about his friend, and the demon had to wonder if something was amiss. "Riley...?" Coming up behind her, the boil lightly reached out his human hand to touch her forearm. Where was her escort in all of this? Surely she had one. It would be a strange thing to him if she was attending this solo.

A chat with the mindflayer would surely be a pleasant enough way to pass the time til judging was announced.

Wow! That was FUN! Though, Mot didn't waqit for the results before he ledt the dance floor. There was someone he neglected to think about during his little fiasco with Levi then the dance off.

Riley was still... doing a jig?

OH right! She was blind! Mot had forgotten...

Mot jogged over to the ghoul, tapping her shoulder. "Er.. my bad, Captain. I forgot about your condition." He did feel a bit bad. "I got caught up i the moment. Oh, and landed that flight nicely, by the way~."

Oh? It seemed a small little girl wanted the mindflayers attention to?

Good for her!

((...he means Calder...))

Invictus seemed to be at least somewhat entertained.

"I believe the student body has some talent in impromptu dance choreography." he said, though he wasn't very impressed. Then again, had Invictus actually been inclined to 'show off' he would have had everybody on the floor...and been in trouble for abusing his vastly superior power over the students. Hmm. Perhaps it wouldn't be happening anytime soon.

There was definitely a moment with everybody dancing, though someone had actually taken their time to sing instead of dance and made a bit of an impression. The horseman tapped his fingernails against the table before looking back to Calder.

"It seems as though you and your classmates both enjoy having chances to 'show off' a bit, rather than actually keep things solo and personal." He paused. "That is something worth taking note of."

It seemed that he was planning to do something. Though would it be before the end of the evening, or some other time?

He'd have to see.

Sammy nodded, "Yeah I can mock him about it all I want, I'm sure he'll be ashamed. This is Nuk, no honor, no shame just... Nuk." She waved her hand dismissivly, while it was funny to see him acting out she wasn't to keen on him. Shehk had been off for a while, she didn't know all the details. Shehk hadn't spoken to her for almost a week till she texted her about the scalp. Best not to ruin having her friend back by prying too much.

"So what ever shall we do Siddie darling? Mingle a bit? Dance? Punch? I have a few things I need to ah... sort out?" She said this glancing to Calder remembering the not so friendly meeting they had outside of Barth's room earlier. She was also looking for Shehk just to make sure the ghoul was doing okay.

"Errrr...sure I would like some punch..." He replied however Joachim couldn't help but feel as if he should have been the one to ask if she wanted punch. A voice came over the speakers as one of the ghoul dj's said something about a contest being over and prizes being handed out however the mention of photos being taken made him cringe.

"You know...maybe I will follow you to the punch bowl...." he replied hoping that it would get him away from the snap happy ghoul and if he needed he could just dive behind the table right? Then again something like that would just merely embarrass his date and himself. Not to mention there was a good chance if he made an attempt to dive he would end up with punch all over the place staining things.

Junko was completely unaware of her 'fate', coming to a stop as Cady announced the competition was over. She was panting and putting a hand against her chest. She was proud of herself! She'd done it! She'd done something she never thought she'd have the guts to do! She cheered even if she didn't win, grinning ear to ear and waving an arm in Seiji's direction. Did he see? Did he see? He saw, right?

Suddenly she heard Nuk's voice over the speakers and she blinked, looking around until she spotted him up on the stage. Her grin softened to a simple smile as she watched him. That was the Nuk she knew and loved, the crazy b*****d that had to be the center of attention; not the aloof and disinterested boil back from prom committee. Granted, he had...every right to be that way...maybe? She looked around to find Shehk, tucking a bit of hair behind her ear and watching the pricolici. Why would he act so melancholy if 'that ******** just dumped her'? There had to be more to the story.

Junko turned back to Nuk to clap for him, cupping her hands around her mouth. "Go Nuk~!" She cheered, backing her steps toward Shehk. She hadn't talked to her yet tonight, but she'd seen plenty of her. And that kiss. She wanted to make sure she was okay.

Claire scoffed at the decision. He wasn't the best dancer! But she was a good sport and she would not cry tears of frustration.

"Catch you later then..." He murmured. Sharra had further questions, of course....but he took a step back as Mot and Calder took up the mantle as Riley's guardians. He'd have to ask the ghoul about it later, of course, but it seemed that she was taken care of. It was at that point that the first winner was announced, and he had to clap his hands for the dragon. After all, if anyone could win by sheer enthusiasm, it would have to be Jericho.

Now...where had Yaya gone off to?