Feng narrowed her eyes as she approached her team but wore the same polite smile she'd been taught as a girl at formal functions, small but noticeable. She'd seen the exchange between her teammates and though she couldn't hear them over the din of the ballroom, she read their lips and just...gods she wanted to deafen everyone in this entire room. All the same she kept her back straight and hands politely folded in front as she approached Jentel and Danerys, pausing to stand on her toes and give the pinkette an oddly out of character pat on the head, a rare moment of physical contact that didn't involve injury. While the gave the jellyfish her attempt at reassurance via headpats her eyes seemed to convey a sense of barely suppressed anger and a great deal of sadness. "It okay." she whispered loud enough for Danerys to hear, "I sorry" She finished patting the pinkette on the head before calmly turning to Jentel and offering her hand as if she were...well she very nearly was, royalty expecting a kiss on the back, before suddenly lashing out and striking her masked teammate below the belt with her smile still there but her brow knit in anger. "Stupid.." she hissed before turning and marching toward the grey haired girl that accompanied Jentel, fist clenched at her side so tightly her knuckles were visibly white.
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This was quite a spectacular autumn ball if Aurtrox had ever seen one. He elegantly waltzed into the ballrom from the exquisitely decorated antechamber of fall foilage. He would breath in deeply with his nose, taking in the glorious aroma of dying plant genitalia that commons knew simply as 'flowers.' "It has been too long."He said to himself in a somewhat archaic voice as his eyes flickered around the room at all of the students. His time of grieving had lasted too long. He was glad to be back, but he was a changed man after the death of his younger sister. His precious Lunestra would forever change his motives. He shook his head. Tonight would be a joyous one and he must keep his mind on that single track. He walked over to the buffet and seeing nothing that picked his fancy he grabbed some of the ornamental plant leaves and put it on a small plate that he would pick from. Being vegan wasn't easy, but he wasn't picky. He then walked around the room ignoring the eyes that may be watching him. He had long gotten used to prying gazes. He found a young faunus student of his that he had never met. Koryn was her name if he recalled correctly. He approached her from the side, his robes flowing around his as he turned to face the same direction as her. and spoke softly."I'd avoid the yellow punch if I were you. I heard that the seniors like to spice it with castor oil derived from beaver."Aurtrox said with a rather monotone voice. He would await her reaction before his tone would change to a more playful manner"I'm only joking of course. I doubt any student here would have the gall to squeeze the a**l glands of a beaver. I know I certainly wouldn't."He gave a small introductory bow alongside a crooked smile."It's a pleasure to meet you Koryn. I hope you are enjoying beacon so far?"
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Hearing Daenerys say that she had no accompaniment came to Jentel as somewhat of a surprise. Somewhat in the sense that he was indeed aware of Daenerys and her lack of social skills. He had just assumed she would fall into someone, just as he did. Which in short still came as a surprise himself that he did. Leaving behind an awkward air. "Ah, well. It's unfortunate to hear that. The nights still young as they say, truth be told madame Anjanette and I..." This point of the conversation is when Feng would fully arrive thus inadvertently cutting Jentel off for the moment.
Partially confused at Feng's offering of her hand, truth be told one would assume he'd be familiar with the gesture but seeing as the young master and his sister along with the young masters parents were never the type to engage in such old traditions, his master especially as he recalled detested them he could only turn his head to the side inquisitively. Although this was enough to distract him from Feng's surprise battery. Which was more than enough to get him to hunch over the table causing the silverware to shake and wine glasses to spitter some liquid and a cold sweat to accompany it. "I..I suppose she's still upset about the arena." He'd cough trying to laugh off the resonations that only men would know his head spinning slightly. Rather clueless about the reasoning in the tiny terrors head.
Though he was conscious enough to see where Feng was going as he tilted his head on the table. The notorious familiarity of the fist she currently had concerning but rather incapacitated at the moment he'd have to plead with Daenerys. "M..madam Daenerys might you keep an eye on lady Feng. I..I fear there to be a possible transgression brewing. For whatever reason is unknown to me." He'd wave off the concerned member of security he appeared as though he was about to walk his way to assure him he was fine. Fighting at the dance was strictly listed in the rules not to be broken. A kick to the crotch among teammates was one thing. But if Feng did something with that fist of hers it could spell bad news. Jentel would close his eyes as he was now biting back that feeling that was akin to wanting to vomit.
Anjanette was somewhat surprised at Feng's approach. Seeing as she didn't know her, and didn't have enough information to make a guess. Having just finished conversation with her team...or rather one of said alleged team mates pointing out Feng turning her body towards the tiny terror in response. With her hands behind her back she'd c**k her head to the side. They were both roughly the same height, anjanette being just a hair taller but not by much. Comparatively to how the two were dressed Feng was superior, and surprisingly enough comparably Feng's chest was actually bigger in comparison, attesting to just how boyish Jentel's date looked. Her teammates seemed somewhat relieved that she was now talking to someone else other than them and one of the pairs took the chance to make their great escape.
She didn't notice Feng's aura of possibly impending hostility. Rather she would cut through it with an overwhelmingly cheery attitude and compliment. "Wow! You're super cute! Do I know you? Sorry I forget names sometimes haha." Knocking herself on the head playfully as an air headed type of girl would. Before Feng could get a word in Anjanette would already be asking questions. "Are you looking for someone? Need to know where the bathroom is? I don't know where it is myself to be honest....buuuut I think it somewhere oveeeeeer there."
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More and more people kept coming and arriving while Cecil waited outside as time was passing by. His excitement was dying down as he looked to his scroll and frowned as he could tell she read his message. "Where is she?" He whispered aloud to himself as he moved from standing to leaning against the wall as he looked worried, 'Was this all just a set up?' He mentally doubted before he shook his head and stood up straight. 'No, of course not! She said yes to my asking her to the ball sh-she wouldn't stand me up!' He mentally told himself, trying to keep himself from shattering as he looked to see Adam and Ridley. They were giving him reactions of thumbs ups and whatnot before he held up a thumb, his lower half of his face still hidden to help hide how he was feeling.
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Ren squeaked as he was getting more lien and even more pets as his ears flicked and flopped around the sides of his head in delight. The ruffling on his hair was enough to influence his semblance into Richard before he topped him off with a pat on Richard's hand to give him a decent buzz. It was a 'freebie' on him before he heard Kail and could see her pointing the cane at him. He jumped a bit and held up his hands. "I-I'm not drunk, I'm honest to god sober and have no alcohol on hand! I'm just g-getting pets thats all!" He told her with a worried smile but before she could respond to him, he could feel someone's intimidating aura appear and was promptly picked up before he could run. Like in a cartoon, he was still trying to run like a chibi animal away from something bigger, his legs looking more like wheels that weren't touching ground till he was turned to face the being. It was one of those big meanies who smashed a bed into him. The sight of him was almost getting to him as he was making sniffling sounds, his teeth biting his bottom lip as he was trying his best to appear as cute as possible, which was pretty impressive for him before he stopped and just stared blankly at the wolfman. He was apologizing to Ren? To Ren of all people and was offering him a chance for revenge. "Revenge?" He had done that before and he knew exactly what to do. When he was set onto his feet, he moved and slipped his hands into Feralis's shirt as he hugged the man, invoking his semblance as he said. "You must survive my hug for a full minute! That will be my punishment to you~!!!"
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"By the way Char...I'm a fancy waiter!" Aaron would turn back to Charlotte a little while after her comment about his looks. He stood proud with an arm over his chest. His prideful serious face would shift to quickly back to his playful self. In truth he was happy to see the faunus here tonight. He had known that she and Lunia had been hanging out more. It looked to be that she was finally coming out of her shell more. Plus her outfit wasn't bad either. Formal but nothing flashy, which flashy never suited her either. Overall it fit her well and was a fantastic choice. He did hear as well that someone had asked Char to the ball as well. Who it was, he wasn't sure about it. Though they were rejected, which honestly didn't surprise him. She didn't seem like the type to accompany a stranger to some event like this. He kept his mouth shut about it. A simple thumbs up was given to the captain, as he immediately got what she was putting down.
While Lunia and Zylah had a little conversation for a moment, Aaron was more along the lines enjoying the surroundings. Thinking about the dance contest that was mentioned got him to really notice the music. The music was jazz, which was rather classy and smooth. He closed his eyes for a time, taking it all in. His foot tapped with the beat giving him a little bouncing motion. Honestly he was enjoying himself. Feeling the tug of date caused his eyes to shoot open. They were greeted by her blue eyes, which he could of got lost in. With the thought in mind, a slight redness came to his face along with a smile. "A chance? Sounds like a fuu!..." Even before finishing she was already pulling him out to the floor. The good thing was that he already had the music moving through his body and was going along with it easily. "If you don't! We are going to find you and make you!" He followed up with a playful threat of his companion.
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Richard Vin Malsule The Lancer of DVNTX Currently Wearing: Suit
A soft voice seemed to appear up next to Richard. It appeared that a small feline like faunus had approached him. She wore a dark purple dress which made her white hair stick out even more. Usually his situational awareness was decent... so it kinda spooked him a bit. Though he adjusted himself rather quickly. "Well it was a rock. A simple white rock." The young man pulled out the little rock. It was white and smooth as he twirled it in between his fingers for a moment. A slight smile curled up on his lips as he admired his find. Quickly his gaze shifted to a new voice that popped up with a clutterness to her words. This one was slightly taller and with dark bluish hair. She seemed to be shown concerned for a certain person that interacted with a bunny faunus? Thinking about it for a moment...it clicked that she was talking about him. A small chuckle escaped from under his breath. "I had a little encounter with one fitting that description. That little bunny seemed to have alcohol on him, but I wasn't going to stick around to find out. As for your concern..." A rather gleeful smile kept to him as he jumped up an clicked his heels. "I feel ecstatic....yeah that is the word for it." He would continue giving that the buzzing feeling was still with him. A weird but oddly good feeling to have. It sort of loosened up his muscles a bit. Seeing as he was dealing with two new people, thinking back on his actions...well he didn't see them as proper. Quickly he straightened himself up and cleared his throat. "Richard by the way. Richard Vin Malsule. Its a pleasure." He would introduce himself while putting an arm over his chest and bowing. His voice seemed to become more firm with his introduction as he attempted to more back in line.
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NAME >>> Jazz Myers LOCATION >>> Ḅeacộn Âcademy - Ţhe Ďormitọry - Room 8 COMPANY >>> Team JOLD EMOTION >>> Joy MISSION >>> None OUTFIT >>>Suit and Cane SEMBLANCE >>> 4/4 - No current remnants
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Finally arriving at the doors to the ball the security staff checked to see if he was carrying any weapons, after examining him and his cane carefully they gave him the green light to enter. Upon entering his eyes were met with the wonderful sight of an Autumn themed ball, browns, orange, yellows and golds filled the room and gave it an air of refinement. This is exactly like the balls the Aidous would throw. Oh, the preparation that went into them, the excitement in the air! He was handed a soft drink before too long. So this is what being serviced feels like… He took a second to take in while waiting for his team.
Around the room were tables to sit at, presumably to eat, meet and greet. In the centre a raised floor to dance on. But none of that compared to what Jazz heard next, live jazz. Looking over to the source of the wonderful tonal creation Jazz’ eyes light up. You have got to be kidding me. A Bösendorfer Grand Piano! I have to get on that. Looking around Jazz couldn’t help but smile. Oh right. I should message Lunia again. Pulling out his scroll his feet began to tap along to the beat of the drum, note for note to anyone with musical knowledge. Hey Lu, just arrived. You didn’t tell me they had a Bösendorfer :p Dibs on playing it first. Should we come and find you or will you find us?
Looking back at his team his face was brimming with joy. He had heard rumours of several competitions being held at the ball. So I’ve just let Lunia know we’ve arrived. You’re more than free to go off and explore if you want. Turning to Felix, Jazz continued. Although this may be a good opportunity to get a date! The sights were lovely, the music divine, team JOLD had finally arrived.
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XXXThe day leading up to the ball had certainly been in a state of chaos for Maria and Kendall. After all, the two of them had a common enemy... Lafalle, and her own companion, Prism. Now that Kenna had returned from her time away, Lafalle didn't hesitate to invade her personal affairs, including the rumored ball that had finally come around. The woman was prepared with an army it seemed. Utilizing her uniquely crafted clothes to turn the tides of this battle for fashion against the two of them. Unfortunately for the two, Maria could barely do anything against the fight because her own companion had turned against them. Prism joined forces with Lafalle as the reign of fashion came down upon them. Kenna fought tooth and nail, and if it wasn't for Prism's own reinforced plating, it would've surely been a bloodbath for them all. Maria, unfortunately, couldn't put up nearly as much of a fight. Even utilizing her semblance, Lafalle's own skill with her fabric, and Prism as an ally, turned any attempt she made to shame. In the midst of it all, Allistar had vanished and gone on ahead. Surely the boy would've enjoyed seeing the two that he so frequently butted heads with put up a struggle. After all, who in their right mind would make a formal ball mandatory at an academy dedicated to protecting the world? What kind of blasphemy was this?
Of course, Kenna was cursing and degrading everything in association with the ball. It was a foolish thing altogether. The two of them were here to hone their skills to kill some demon puppet lady who had murdered their families, why did they have to go to something so ridiculous?! Apathetic eyes gazed upon her fallen but still well dressed and honestly stunning looking companion. It was clear that she was in dismay as well, having her own makeup done not just against her will, but by one of her own companions. Prism had turned her back on her, on both of them... All while repeating the same phrase. "You two need to stop being so childish. Are not only young women but adults unlike the rest of these students. Start acting like it." Prism wasn't having any of this. The ball was mandatory and they were going whether they liked it or not. Even if Prism had to carry Kenna in his hollow interior and push Maria there himself. With a dull gaze, Maria wouldn't even bother trying to object or talk her way out of it. She used so much strength trying to fight Lafalle and Prism's advances, she just didn't have it in her. "I'm quite surprised what Lafalle was able to do with the two of you, you both look wonderful. Now, come along. We must get going." Hopefully Allistar and Morti were already there, or else the robot that kept them all together might have to go hunting for more students.
The journey to the ball seemed all too dragged out. Seconds ticked by as minutes, while Maria was rolled there against her will. After all, what could a crippled girl even do at a ball/dance anyways? Lafalle even had to make her dress shorter just so that it wouldn't get tangled in her wheels. As the three of them continued their transit through the academy walls towards the ball, Maria couldn't help but noticed the severity of the scars Kenna had suffered over their years apart. There was even an odd marking that she had caught a glimpse of, but couldn't see clearly. ... Had it always been there? Perhaps it was just another scar... There were still so many tales to be told on her behalf, meanwhile, Maria's were just about her wasting condition. Upon their arrival, Kenna was searched for weapons immediately. Towards Maria, however, there was hesitance in the simple fact that she had a robot following behind her. "Discouraged, I see. We've acquired special permission for my presence due to the dependence that Lady Maria has for me. Notes about team MAFK should've been made clear." Special notes about the guest list was searched for, while Maria herself was checked for any additional weapons she may have had on her crippled self. Prism was set into a passive assisting mode, and surely none of his combat features would come unlocked for the duration of the night. They got held up at the door much longer than anyone anticipated, but by some means, they were allowed to pass. Unfortunately, in that time, Kenna had already made a scene by splattering soda all over the welcoming crowd. As bad as it was, Maria couldn't help but crack a smile at the sourpuss that took the charge and led their way in. Even if Kenna was honestly a terrible person, Maria enjoyed every spark in her personality. Maria, herself, would've likely been similar if she hadn't become so passive due to her condition. Once they were allowed in, Prism would make sure to grab Maria a drink in their passing, as well as apologize for Kenna's terrible behavior.
As Maria was wheeled behind Kenna, the two of them would come to a stop in the center of the room. Needless to say, the decor of it all was certainly eye-catching, and Maria was blown away by all the effort that was put into it. ... After all, why? 'Well. We made it, at least. Now we can dip, correct?" Maria would motion with a series of hand gestures, some of which Kenna may have started to pick up on. After all, though the weeks were long and tedious... First-hand communication between the two of them was important, though Prism would translate nonetheless. "Relax and enjoy yourself, you two. This is a time to get socialized with other students of the academy. Perhaps you'll even run into Zylah or Nova again, along with that wolf pup." The mention of a wolf made Maria's eyes widen, before clenching her fist to shush Prism before he said anything else. Wolf was a sensitive topic, especially around Kenna. The cat and the dog, always going at it without remorse... Maria really didn't want to bring that up again, here of all places. In the moment of silence, Prism would carefully lower the drink down to Maria's mouth, tipping her head back and pushing past her lips so that she could take a sip. After all, the poor girl couldn't even hold it on her own. A simple swallow turned into a louder gulp as she caught a view of their other white-haired teammate, who was dressed in his normal attire minus the shredded cape. '.. Huh.. I didn't realize he already dressed for such an occasion. Maybe that's why Lafalle didn't bother with him.' The girl thought to herself, iridescent hues following the boy as he approached. Maria was already prepared for it, something to be said, and Kenna to have an uproar and get herself and Maria kicked out of the ball as soon as they arrived. ... Not that she was in opposition.
Instead, though, words that she never thought would escape his lips rang in her ears. A compliment about their appearance, and Lafalle's work on them. Colorful eyes would widen at the shock, but before Maria could even truly process what he had said... He had already begun to walk away. ... What actually just happened? No insults? No petty actions to spark an uproar? Just a compliment and that was it? Confused eyes would look up to Kenna, while a series of gestures followed. 'Is he okay? Did we do something?' ... Honestly, it was something that she hadn't expected to hear so early on from such an ... Interesting teammate, who lived to poke stabs at her feline friend. It was sweet though, for what it was worth, but that didn't shake the feeling that came with it. It just seemed off, something wasn't right. Even trying to fight back the smile a compliment like that would spark, something was just ... Off. "Well that was certainly kind of him, perhaps he's making a turnaround. Why don't the two of you follow and thank him? That would be a proper response." Perhaps Prism was onto something, maybe he was just trying to be nice, but... Prism also didn't have the same sense of emotions that a human had, and thus could only mold the data it was fed. Looking up towards Kenna, she would motion once more. 'Follow? Or wait for Morti? ... Unless you have something else in mind." That was right, the three of them had been introduced to another teammate that was on the unique spectrum as well. A rocker guy that went by the name Morticien, but they called him Morti for short because that was just easier to do. Where was he in all of this? Did he even get to enjoy the show that was Kenna and Maria's struggle to get them here? Almost immediately, Prism was already working on a response to send towards Morti to get a grasp on his current whereabouts.
'Hello Morticien, the rest of your team is wondering where you're currently located. Maria, Kendall, and Allistar are all currently present at the ball, and we would greatly appreciate if you were able to join us. -Prism'
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Sakura jumped slightly at Oswald's question. She really didn't even notice that he arrived. She blinked a bit, trying to refocus her attention everything around her before she coughed in an attempt to come off as someone not freaking out on the inside. "I'm fine," She quickly answered back. "Just...thinking. About life...and how stupid these types of things really are." She took a sip of her drink, sighing at the slight refreshed feeling she felt once she did. "I hate balls..." A pause. "Don't laugh at that. I just realized what I said and immediately regret saying it." She shook her head, a slight smile on her face nonetheless. Quick to move on from the subject of how she was doing, she was quick to begin asking Oswald questions. "How're you doing?" She asked. "I never thought I'd see you in a suit, to be honest." Well, at least one that wouldn't be risked of getting dirty if a spontaneous fight were to break out.
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XXXThis was not okay. She wasn't okay with any of this. Whoever this godforsaken woman was, she was now permanently on Rachel's shitlist. Actually, she knew exactly who this demon spawn was. It was the aunt and once caretaker of Kenna, who had apparently caught wind of the cat girl's return to Beacon after all these years. Not only that, but how the hell did she learn about the upcoming ball?! There was no way that Kenna would've leaked that information to her! Kenna and Maria hated events like that without a doubt! They were warriors, fighters! Who had time to go dancing at some stupid shindig? ... Apparently this goliath. That's right, guess who's on supervision duty?! Apparently, whoever thought it was a good idea to put her in charge of teaching students thought it was an even better idea to make it so she was a chaperone for this "Fall Ball" BS. Not only was her job on the line ifFrenchidn't go, but she had to dress for the occasion. How. Dare. They. What made matters worse? That damn woman found her. With that silly french accent, flirtatious banter, and merciless fabric. The "Mad Hatter" certainly had her way with the poor goliath, just as she most certainly did with Maria and Kenna. Even in Rachel's primal fury, she was no match for the fabric that bound themselves to her body in a unique outfit that Rachel found black clothes ripped from her body, only to be replaced with dangly and wave shades of blue instead. New pieces of jewelry encased certain parts of her body, fitting in with her array of scars. The worse part? She couldn't take it off.
She could still hear the sinister foreign laughter of the cackling hatter telling her the terms of her wardrobe. That only once the dance was concluded, would she be able to escape the shades of blue that now decorated her wardrobe. She had no idea what sort of twisted black magic this woman was using, but she was for certain that the same would be used on Kenna and Maria's outfits to force them to experience the same fate. Perhaps the only saving grace in all of this was that food was at the event, and she might've been able to eat her fill. Arriving at the ball, Rachel was still absolutely livid by the series of events that took place hours before. Not only was she furious, but without her dangling black sleeves and her gear clasped around her arms and legs, she felt completely naked. A low growl resonated under her breath as she pushed past the door and began stomping immediately pass the welcoming party. While she was given a quick rundown, as well as a quick search for any weapons on her, she couldn't help but feel a mental tick at the mention of something in particular. "Wait. You're screwin' with me, right? No alcohol? WHAT KIND OF LAME a** CIRCLE JE-" Rachel's jaw opened wide as she began tearing into the welcoming committee with insults before her scroll began vibrating. Her jaw instantly snapped shut as she fished it from the secret pocket that was her personal cleavage given SHE DIDN'T HAVE ANYWHERE ELSE TO STORE IT. Only to see a message from her new friend kit kat. "Oh wouldja look at that, tsu tsu is here. Alright, f**k it, whatever. I'll find a way to get shitfaced whether there's alcohol or not. Time for a food coma" Even if alcohol was banned, there was no limit on how much she could eat... Only how much was available.
Pulling away from the welcoming group, Rachel's cyan eyes would begin scanning the area for any familiar faces that she could pick on. There were a surprising number of students here already, and several of them she could pick out from the survival course she put them all through. .. She even saw that fancy robot of Maria's, meaning the other two were certainly close by. "Oi! Kit kat, where are ya?! I don't wanna go lookin' for ya!" Already, Rachel was being loud and obnoxious. The name should've hit home for Tsuki, as it was already one of the only two or three names that Rachel had even bothered with her in the last couple of weeks while showing her around Beacon. However, that could be mistaken by Kenna as well. Honestly, Rachel's nicknames were pretty stale, but... Whatever. They were at the party now, right? Might as well try to make the most of it. ... Oh s**t, even the boss was here! Maybe she should try acting a bit more well behaved ... Nah, what's the point?
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Kail would lift her cane at first, then she would swing it down. A clear crack could be heard in the air. It did no damage to the ground. "Ren, you forget, you were in my class. I know your Semblence. You may not have alcohol, but you are with other students." Her tongue would then flick out towards the new comer. He smelled of many different scents, but all of them smelled like wolves. Then there was an earthy smell mixed in with it. It was like the forest. She then move her cane towards the student, however the cane was somewhat pointed at Feralis' fingers. "Now, you I don't know your name, but you need to unhand him, before I put him in time out." She was talking about Ren at this point. The noise in the room was starting to swell as more people came in. New scents would appear around them, including one with feathers. Feralis would notice that her eyes never moved, and stared forward blankly.
Ivory was dragged in by Nova, his suit itself was black, but he wore a purple undershirt with a matching purple tie. He wore a white flower as his boutonniere. Nova had gotten it for him, and he placed it on his lapel. He had to work hard to get his white hair off of the black suit. He keept his tail close to his body as they arrived. Nova commented on how he looked. He would smile at her. "Not as lovely as you. You're dress compliments you."
He would see that Noah had sat next to him. "You clean up well yourself." He would say to Noah. Ivory wouldn't dress up the pup, but that was Nova's choice. "Oh, yes, Jessica. We should see her." His voice would be more nervous about that. She seemed disappointed that no one had asked her to the ball, but he had already asked two women, and Nova had said yes. Plus, Jessica was like his sister, that would be weird.
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As Feng approached, cutting off any explanation he might have received of Anjanette as well interrupting the awkward air that had come to surround the two, Daenerys would be surprised by the lack of assault that followed. She would almost instinctively flinch away from the feature, expecting a pinch, slap, a flick to the forward. None of which would have been out of the ordinary. What was a bit abnormal, was the soft pat she received to her head instead. Blinking in surprise at the rare moment of physical contact that didn't end in injury on her behalf, the expression in Feng's eyes only added to the confusion. There chocolate color seemed to be boiling with anger but that wasn't they only thing lurking in there depths. A sadness that Dani could not quite explain. Anger, agitation, annoyance those were all common emotions for Feng. However, the sadness was one she had only seen of the fee and very rare vulnerable moments of their fierce captain. When she spoke, it just a whisper, only loud enough that Dani could here. Assurance and an apology. Even stranger coming from Feng and as to what the girl was trying to assure her if, well it wouldn't click until later.
Whereas Dani had escaped the physical assault from Feng, Jentel would not find himself so lucky. Dani sa the motion of her foot, Jentel distracted by the confution as too what he was supposed to do with his outstretched hand, but it was much too late for her to do anything about it."Feng I really don't--" Her objections would fall on def ears, only to cut off midway as the captain landed a kick trait to Jentel's crotch. Daenerys cringed lightly, watching the man collapse forward onto the table. Forgotten wine glasses threatening ti spin their content all over thebrbke cloth. "Oh my... Jentel, are you okay?" So full of concern, she hadn't even realized Feng had stalked off yet. Reaching forward, she looked for a moment as if she might attempt to comfort him by placing a delicate hand on his shoulder. Fingers fell just short, falling back to her side as a soft pink color filled her cheeks. While hesitation was a nitmal thing for the little jellyfish, it was hard to say if it was her own timidness or some other reason holding her back.
It was only once he spoke that she realized Feng had left them and it was rather clear the individual she was heading for. Even clearer were her intentions, fists clenches so tightly her knuckles had turned white. Blinking in surprise, the puzzle pieces their little captain had left behind slowly clicked into place. Her moment of compassion towards Dani, the assault towseds Jentel, and the violent way she was approaching Jentel's date. Did she know? How could she? Was it possible for her to know something that Dani hadn't completely come to terms with herself? Things that were still confusing... that she couldn't quite explain. Her actions meant that the tiny terror must have picked up on something which caused a darker shade of red ro flood her cheeks. It also meant that despite Feng's harsh and blunt nature, she cared on some level or another... or at least rhats how Daenerys took it. She was trying to protect her, stand up for feelings that Dani hadn't even made known. For after all, she was much to shy and much to polite. Even if it had been a shock, even if it had stung bit, she'd never confront it. Just smile and move one because so long as Jentel seemed happy, there was no reason to risk messing that up for him. Not to mention she was too kind to wish any sort of ill intentions upon either of them.
Jentel wouldn't have even had to ask her to go after Feng, she would have dont it anyway. Though his voice did helo stir her from her thoughts. Nodding to him nd giving him a last worried glance over her shoulder, she rushed across the floor towards Feng. The task was made increasingly difficult by the heelsnattached to her feet. Given her own clumsiness, she probably should have just abandoned them for the night. The closer she got to Feng, the mire rapidly the bubble in her chest swelled, expanding well past comfort as she stressed over exactly how she was going to get Feng to stop. Dani didn't want to see anybody hurt, especially when hurting Anjanette woul only further effect Jentel. There was also the added fa t that violence would get run kicked out of the NBA not that Dani really would have minded at this point. "F-Feng..." Her voice was soft, but anxious... desperate. "IThis really isn't..."Her voice trailer off, either unsure ornunable to finish her statement, but he stayed near her leader's side. Maybe she just wanted to talk? It was wishful thinking but if that wasn't the case Dani wa ready to jump in between them herself.
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Kenna had thought that se lining the drink in the most inconsiderate and messy way possible might have made her feel a bit better, given her even the lightest bit of satisfaction to help her make it through the night. However, she had been wrong. It was not nearly enough to make up for take humiliation Lafelle had put her through while getting ready for this thing. Nor was it even close to appeasing her bitterness towards showing up in public in a dress. A dress like this. Thick love of white hair curled, her aunt had even found the audacity to stick little flowers in the twisted sections.she felt like a fool. Not to mention for too exposed and worse yet, vulnerable. Least than anything, she hated being here without her weapon. Perhaps having her rapier at her side would have granted her at least a slight bit if comfort. Maybe it would have made the night just s touch more bearable. For at this point, all she could think about was what if Eteria and her White Crows somehow managed to infiltrate Beacon. It wasn't the most outlandish thing. After all, supposedly several months ago there had been a bombing in the gym, the results of a bandit group finding their way in. If a ragtag group of faunus hater could do it, she was certain Eteria could. Her only comfort was that they couldn't take away her claws, and the could be a deadly thing. She also had her semblance... but would that really be enough if they were attacked.
Small hand motions in the corner of her eye caught her attention and she turned orbs full of liquid mercury, swimming with hate, anger, and discomfort, to face her dearest friend. There was an attempt to soften her expression, for she knew Maria wasn't any happier to be here than she was. The cripped girl just had less of a say in the matter nd even less of a chance of actually enjoying herself here. It did lift her spirits a bit to see that she recognized a fir few of the symbols. Sure, she couldn't out the entire sentence together nd not the time she still had to rely on Prism translations to be sure she was actually interpreting them the correct way but she was getting better. Considering that was really the only way she could have actual conversations with her friends, she was detirmined to get it down. Maria had been using their freetime the last too weeks to helo her and while it had been full of frustration, increased by the importance of such a thing, it was slowly trying to click into place. Some of it at least. Her face lit up at the idea of skipping out just as soon as they had arrived. After all, the invi6said they had to come, but it never specified just how long they had to stay. A mischievous smirk curled her lips at the newly found loophole. However, Prim was quick to shut it down which lead to the lioness making a rather obscene gesture behind his back. "Stupid robot." She muttered bitterly, not bothering to reign in her volume to keep the machine from hearing.
At his suggestion of meeting up with some students Maria must have already been acquainted with, there was one word that stuck out in her brain. An instinctive hi reward from her lios before she could even think to try nd stop it, not that she would have tried to anyway. Wolf. a long he lived that word woukd bring but one face to her mind. It was always followed by anger. The boiling of her blood. The way her hands clenched into tight, little fist at her side. The malicious, burning look in her storm cloud eyes. Anger and loathing was mixed in with a few other emotions. Ones that were confusing and ines that she would much rather not speak of out loud. No matter how much the two hated each other, over rime there had been some level of mutual respect earned between the them. Not much, but they at least knew they could count on each other in battle. The downfall, the last argument before he'd fled nd she too had left Beacon, it had been an ugly one. Possibly the worst yet. There had been screaming and yelling, blood and sweat. There had been both actions and words on both sides that coul not be simply taken back. There was that need to apologize, but also something else tabbing at her heart. Something even mire so confusing. Of all the disagreements and debacles, there had always been one thing they had agreed on. Maria and her well-being. That is until she got sick and their methods for dealing with it had been entirely different. He had been so stubborn. Both of them had. Neither one of them had seen that she was just trying to keep her safe, harsh as her words might have been. She knew Maria had grown to ee that over time even if it was long after she'd left, but she doubted that prospect would ever find it's way through that thick skull of his. Which brought her right back to the anger boiling so vigorously within her gut.
The approach of their white haired teammate interrupted her thoughts. She would have thought it impossible for her mood to get any worse, but there was a significant drop as Allister approached them. That is, until a thought occured to her. She nd the freakshow butted head nearly as much as she and Feralis once had, for the wolf would surely forever hold that record. Yet, if she knew anything about Allister it was that the two of them mixed about a well as oil nd water. Constant were the quips, retorts, and general insult that flew between the two. Always a fight for the last word, the last laugh. The male would bring with him a comment that would spike her anger further. Something that would warrant her to lash out. When he did, security would surely be quick to respond and the lines would be thrown out of the ball. Something she could not have been more pleased bout. Her only regret would be leaving Maria behind, so maybe she could find a way to tie her wheelchair friend into the me as well, knowing she would be just a pleased to leave. However, Allister's comment was on the completely opposite end of the spectrum. "What?!" Her voice almost sounded offended, on the verge of outrage. She had been so sure, but maybe he was simply trying to get the to let their guard down. To Kenna's dismay, he simply walked way. The expression on her face could he described as nothing else but disappointment, something akin to a child who'd just had their favorite toy ripped away from them. Turning to Maria who looked just confused, though clearly fighting back a slight smile, it seemed she couldn't offer up an explanation either. To her hand gestures, Kendall gave a small shrug of her shoulders, lips still caught between a pout and a sneer.
It was Prism who spoke to explain first and his words were followed by a rather blatantly exasperated eye roll from Kenna. "I know you're a robot, but you're so naive." She commented, crossing her arms over her chest as she frowned at the hunk of metal. The fact that he did not pocess emotions equivalent to human nature was not stopping her from degrading the thing just as much as she woukd the rest of mankind. Then gain, her wariness fir the machine showed in the purposeful distance she kept between them. "He's clearly up to something. We can text drumsticks and tell him to find us. I want to figure out wht the hell he's planning." Now this was no search for justice a it might seem. She really only cred be sure if it resulted in her getting kicked out if the ball, she wanted in. She had been expe ting Allister Allister helo her in that task and he'd failed miserably. If she had her way, he would deliver one way or another. "Come on." With that aje would step forward, managing grace despite the heels attached to her feet. Granted she hated the way the trip cut into her skin nd was ready to rip them off and fling them across the room. Once she caught up with the white haired boy, she placed a pointed jab right to his shoulder. "Now just where is it that you're off to in such a hurry?"
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