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 Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:29 pm
Lizzy stared as Mot left to join Jericho. Before long, more boils had joined in, dancing to 'Peacock' - or rather, hip thrusting to it. She giggled... And then laughed. And laughed. AND LAUGHED.
She was also staring at Mot in particular with this [removed](again):
*w*
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:31 pm
Once Holly had her balloon in hand and had rejoined him, West took a look around the dance floor, truly seeing it for the first time since the contest had begun. The first thing he noticed was that there was an awful lot of thrusting. Nuh uh. He had to draw the line somewhere, even if this song was demanding it rather forcefully.
"I... uh... I'm jus'gonna walk around some," he said, dragging his eyes away from the pistoning crotchfest. "Meetcha back at the table later?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:32 pm
Ys clapped excitedly for the winners, thinking that the judges had done quite well choosing those with the best dancing... er, prowess. Those were some odd prizes, but everyone seemed happy enough. Well, the ghoul with the balloon seemed less than thrilled. But it was such a shiny balloon! Her attention was quickly diverted as the party picked up again and she found herself at loose ends. She had seen a dashingly decked out Dekana when the contest started up, so she decided to seek him out. Now, where had he gone? She whirled about, her dress swirling back and forth with the motion as she searched for him. She wasn't quite good enough to pick out an individual's impulses, but she was saved by chance or Jack or fate or something equally lucky. Spotting the boil among the other prom attendees, she wove her way over to him and popped in front of him with a sparkling, toothy grin. "Why, hello there! Ssssso you came after all." There wasn't a hint of teasing in her tone, just an unabashed welcome.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:33 pm
"Wha--huh?!" Junko was shocked by Shehk's sudden pained panic, eyes wide and hair lifting with surprise and worry. What?! Why? Had she hit her head?! "I-I'm sorry! I didn't...are you okay? Do you need, um, an ice pack or something? There's plenty of ice I can go get some!" Her smile fell. It was impossible to smile when someone was in pain.
Unless it was Sarias. She could probably smile if Sarias was in pain.
Shehk calmed down and Junko tentatively reached out to drape an arm across her shoulders, giving her far arm an affectionate squeeze while being careful not to put her head too close against Shehk's. She didn't want to hurt her again. Her words did not please her though. "Nooooo, don't leave. We can have lots of fun! Quite frankly, I'm surprised you haven't flashed everyone in the room. Did you use fashion tape to keep your dress in place?" Junko rubbed Shehk's shoulder and smiled again. "We could all dance together! Right, guys?" She looked up at Sammy and Siddie, her smile almost turning pleading. She didn't want Shehk to leave and be all alone. Not right now. Not tonight of all nights. Though Junko did need to get at least one dance with Seiji, and she wanted to see all of her friends, she also wanted to make sure Shehk was okay.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:33 pm
Slapped?! Whyyyyy! Mot was thrown from his groove momentarily, and might have stopped all together had Mac not encouraged the boil with a cross word about the demoness. Mot laughed it off. And then Petro joined in. "Petro! Welcome to prom!" Mot called out, getting right back into the swing of things. He saw Lizzy staring in awe... he upped the performance a notch. 
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:34 pm
It was incredibly awkward watching Jericho chow down on the sausage while humping away, even worse to see Bul in on it. But they always said if you cant beat them, join them. so he took his place at the side of Bul and took part in the pelvic thrust bonanza.  Well it was prom, he figured the hips were going to get their workout one way or another. Mold be damned.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:35 pm
"Yes, please stay a little while," Siddie put in. "I haven't got a chance to see you for a while ... "
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:35 pm
Spinning the mic once more, Nuk caught it again to set it back into the mic stand, grinning a little as the winners were announced. The flash of white in the corner of his eye caught his attention again, however, his eyes flicking towards where Ash had just finished making the announcement that the song would continue. For a second, he wasn't sure she was looking at him, but the little wave and the wink told him otherwise, and he grinned, jumping off the stage...
And directly into a hip-thrusting line?
Looking along the row, the skinwalker quirked an eyebrow at the others, watching them for a second before doing a short little number, canting his hips twice before stepping out of the line, taking his leave of the improptu choreography. Instead, he headed towards the Dj booth, giving Cady a little wave hello before grinning at Ash.
"Nice work, looks like people had fun."
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:36 pm
" HIP THRUST!" she yelled at Roch, running to the dance floor.  Oh boy, Barth would not be happy.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:37 pm
Aksaja blinked at that, and raised brows. He had decided to skip that particular class (yet again) because he pretty much already knew what sex was all about. If it was that traumatizing or whatever, he was suddenly glad of his decision.
Eyeing the multitudes of hip-thrusting boils on the dance floor just now, Aksaja shook his head slightly. "Well, it doesn't look like it scarred too many people," he commented, flicking the tip of a wing toward them. "But that kinda sucks."
There was a pause, and he offered the Nergal boil a smoldering sort of look. "You know I'm aaaalllways available if you need to . . . relieve some stress," he said then, voice dipping lower. All of that hip-thrusting was not helping his libido here, thanks very much.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:37 pm
Barth somehow, in a sea of thrusting to one looping song (whose idea was that?), managed to make it to the punch bowl.
...He discovered he was having the distinct problem of the punch ladle being too heavy to lift. He hadn't picked it up to try it, of course. It just looked heavy. He scanned the dance floor desperately for his date, hoping she could give him some sort of I suddenly hate punch signal.
Barth stood by the bowl dejectedly.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:37 pm
Lucky for Siddie, Sammy was leading so the puzzled and careful inspection of Sammy's hair went unnoticed all around as they settled into the small group of four. "Ahhh Junko..." she pointed towards her own altered hair, "Long story short Shehk did something that I can't ever do enough to thank her for." She sighed, "I hated that bald patch since I climbed out the dirt..." For a moment she seemed to look away before glancing back at the group again.
"You were going to leave?" She cocked her head ever slightly, it was a shame really considering she had just arrived with Siddie and one of her best friends was already about to leave. "I'm not against a little group dancing." She turned to Siddie cocking her head the other way. "God the last time we all danced around was during battle of the bands... course we spent more of that trying not to get beaten to death..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:38 pm
Levi sighed when Mitsu mentioned she wasn't going to dance. It was okay, though. Some ghouls just didn't feel comfortable (like she was one to talk), and that was just fine. Then Mitsu mentioned the current dancing going on. Sipping still, she turned to face the dance floor in her seat. Indeed, some of the boils had taken up Jericho's dance style from the contest.
Ceremonial Prom dance, maybe? Dun know, ta be honest...
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:39 pm
"I'm certainly all for dancing and not getting beaten." Siddie smiled hopefully at Shekh. PEER PRESSURE. PEER PRESSURE.
She pointedly ignored the spreading wave of hipthrusting. How ... gauche.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:41 pm
Lizzy stopped laughing for a split second, her eyes widening at Mot.
... And then she started laughing even harder than before.
"MOT, YOU'RE AMAZING."
*w*
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