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All that Joachim could think was how much his hand had to be shaking in hers, he only hoped that she wouldn't be able to notice or be offended by it. He knew that prom was about dancing but he didn't really think of the fact that he would have to hold hands with anyone but then again he guessed that along with dancing went together. Oh if he had actually thought about it he would have opted to have stayed home instead of going he was sure that he was going to make a fool of himself now or die of embarrassment. He was sure that his luck would burn and that both would happen, yes that is how it would be.

He was more than relieved when she let go of his hand to fill up a cup at the punch bowel, though he couldn't exactly remember how they made it across the room there his mind was elsewhere. Maybe she won't need me to hold her hand again?....... WHY DID I COME! He thought unaware of the boil standing there until he spoke asking for a cup as well. He sort of scared Joachim causing him to splash his cup all over his sleeve, he looked at it and then at Taryn and the boil hoping maybe they hadn't seen it.

"Errr... thank you for the cup Taryn..." He replied quickly with a nod.

So it seemed Levi knew a few other's that she knew as well! Holly stared at Jericho for a moment. Why in Jack's name was he still doing that..... The ghoul looked back to Levi. "Yeah, I've met him a few times before. Had a class with him I think." He was familiar anyway. She wondered where those two had meet.

She looked back out over the dance floor area once more. "How've you been so far then? Liking the dance? Not much of a dancer myself but it's fun all the same ya know." After all she had just won the worst dancer award more or less. Holly was determined to make up for that later, especially since that boil she'd come with had done much better than she had. "The one I came with went off somewhere. Luckily, uh, not dancing like the others." She nodded her head to the continuing hip thrusting.

Levi turned back to Mitsu at hearing her plee. She really did want to dance but... Shun wasn't going to go with her as she wanted? ...

She then tilted her head at Shun with narrowing eyes and a raised brow. Boil, ya...ain't yella, are ya?.....

She turned again to Holly so the boil wouldn't catch her sly developing smirk. Addressing the ghostly ghoul, Levi noted Holly's achievement in the dance contest and offered her a seat beside her. She would never focus on the negative aspects of an honest attempt. Didn't know a Prom had dancin' at first ta be honest! Iffa knew, surely wouldn't 'a come! She had to laugh at that point considering the truth even after her performances this night. If someone had told her there'd be dancing at the prom, she would have fled for the hills.
She didn't know what to make of Holly's gesture towards the current dance. She seemed to take it in distaste. Well, Levi did then know that Holly had also come along with a boil. Shame we can't just fight 'em all rather than dancin', amirite? She nudged Holly playfully; the tatzel wasn't lying. It would be just as fun if not more to wrestle Jericho.

Jove leaped forward to catch Tomoko's arm before she fell, and glared at the offending tail before offering her a pleased glance. His tail wagged, then stilled, and finally fell flat against the back of his legs. He... had left, but it was just to avoid the dancing! And he didn't go far!

His ears flattened back to resemble a scolded puppy, before he turned to see what it was that had caught his friend's attention.

Oh.

Jove didn't quite understand what it was the boils were doing, but he blushed brightly himself, and looped one arm in Tomoko's to escort her away from the sight. It was times like that he had to be a gentleman! Or so he had been told. The pup wandered off to the tables with the snacks on them, wondering if some of the sweet smelling things would distract her until the song was over.

Mac was soon laughing too hard to be able to dance properly; of course, 'dance' was used loosely! He thrust-shuffled out of the group and eventually was able to just walk away, his face hurting from all the grinning, stomach sore from all the laughing...and he was pretty sure his abs were going to hurt tomorrow. Oh well, it was in the name of fun! Tess was back in his sights and Mac made a b-line for her...until he spotted Lizzy pounce hug Mot.

From where he stood? That kiss on the cheek looked like a real kiss.

He stopped walking mid-step, staring at the two; his grin was gone, his laughter had died...and something else was stirring in it's place. Seeing the two of them together - especially seeing Lizzy kiss Mot - set off an instant irritation. After she had ran away from him, she goes and kisses his neighbour?! What...what a...! AUGH.

Fingers curled into fists at his sides and his shoulders raised a little; the urge to punch Mot right then and there was dancing along in his mind, but he managed to squash them. Barely, though. In fact, he didn't want to risk moving right now, lest his feet take him towards Mot to, uh, correct the situation.

"Of course not! I danced like a real stallion. Walked the entire line of boils and did showed 'em what dancing was." He paused, smiling down the lines as more boils joined in and a few others dropped down to slowly lift up their hips. If only they were more in a circle, he could squeeze in and enjoy it all, but as it was, he wondered exactly where the line would be drawn before the entire thing was broken up.

"I can't believe you didn't even see me shapes move!" He said, a slip of his accent coming in as he was frustrated that she didn't even see that much! "Even undid me 'air fur nothing. Wuld uve trained ya in what real moves that." He grumbled, tying his hair back up and wondering if he could drag his date onto the dance floor to grind a bit. Hmm. Then again, if he didn't like his head on his shoulder, he doubted grinding would be up his narrow alleyway.

He bound his hairs before looking up. "Might need to bring out da bucket of water. Dose a few of 'em fires."

"Yeah, I sing better than I dance," Nuk replied to Ash with a slight grin, letting her hold onto his arm, although he did quirk an eyebrow at her a little questioningly. Not that he minded -- he hardly ever got such attention, and as it had been with Riley, the feeling of contact was comforting, skinwalkers being such physical monsters. As children, it was unheard of for a child to sleep alone, always a pile of puppies and bear cubs and even the occasional squirrel or fox mingling with more human-looking children, cuddled up to and piling against each other for warmth. It had been weird, adjusting to to Amityville, and it was only just now that he was close enough to a few others that they were comfortable with not just physical contact, but affectionate physical contact. Junko had been the first, with her hugs, and now, the third if he was no mistaken, was Ash, now lightly pressed against his arm.

Lord knew he hadn't ever gotten it from Shehk. The only time she had ever wanted to be touched by him was when she was cold.

Speak of the devil, there was a sudden light 'thud' against Nuk's side that brought his attention away from the ghost ghoul on his arm, blinking slightly as she noticed who it was. "Junko?" He replied in surprise, quirking an eyebrow at her and jerking a bit as she thrust her arms around his neck. Immediately, both arms when around her waist, holding her like the little sister she would always be to him, grunting a little with a wince as the shoes hit him in the face.

"What? Junnie-bee, slow down, why I be mad? What's wrong?"

Maritess was giggling to herself the entirety of the hip-thrusting. Alone, she couldn't help it if her mind went to less-than-proper places. Not that she would ever have the guts (and from the way things were going the necessary equipment) to actually enjoy said thoughts. So to cool down somewhat, she scanned the crowd in time to spot Mot leave and Lizzy pouncing on him. She didn't give the action much thought, knowing how affectionate Lizzy was. But there was a brief moment her flapping wings stilled.

That was at the kiss.

She'd actually almost missed Mac as he exited the line of dancing boils. Instead, she flew up to him, meeting him halfway and wondering just why he was so tense. She followed his gaze, found that he was looking at Lizzy and Mot's general direction. "Did you see them kiss, too?" her whispered question sounding a little breathless, as if confirming some dangerous conspiracy. The last thing she wanted to do was gossip about her best friend.