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Damien really honestly had no idea where this move came from, it was always possible one of the other personalities knew it. He never took beta or gamma as a dancer... or whatever he could call that move. But none the less, it got the job done.

At least until Bul decided to show up and Party boy all over him, and there was no chance to ignore it. "Bloody, Oh JACK!" the hound was howling from laughter at the half beasts movements, unaware of the face he was making, all energy left to gyrate his hips were gone and focused on keeping his lungs full of air so he could laugh.

He held a hand up from the floor begging for Bul to help him up. "That was it man, no more no more." he said out between breathy chuckles. At least their suits could stand up to that sort of stress to say the least. Very well made stuff.

Claire was having an amazing time with Roch.
Making sure that Barth wasn't looking in her direction, she gave Roch a huge hug and then ran away to get a bite (or so) to eat.
It felt so nice to have friends.

"Well, it was very nice meeting you, Taryn and err- yes, well, both of you." Barth supposed he better start on his trek. He wished he could sit down, but the seats were...well, where Lilith was sitting.

He tried to steel himself with the double-motivation.

Prom, he decided, was the boss fight of dances. He always dithered around in the first level and never got to them. But here he was. With an entire floor in front of him to cross, carrying things, after two dances.

Barth inched forward.

Appeal

Lizzy was frozen as well, but for an entirely different reason; her face was red and all she could manage was a 'Uhhhhh-' as she stared up at Mot. For the first time, she was glad to avoid eye contact with the boil, since his hat hid his eyes from her. As her gaze wandered, it landed on Mac and Tess, a short distance away.

... Jack (oh look, Lizzy's first swear ever), he saw it happen, didn't he?

She took Mot's hand and gave it a squeeze before tilting his hat up again, for her to meet his gaze, "I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you and I'll tell you what I was talking about in your room the other day. For now, please... Don't be mad at me." Cue puppy eyes and a small smile before she gave his hand one last squeeze, letting go gently as she marched off in Mac and Tess' direction.

Mac didn't look happy. For once, she didn't blame him for being angry/upset/etc at her.

"Tess, mind if I borrow your date for a while?" Her voice was shaking a little as she gave her friend a small, sheepish smile, "Please."

In the dark of the room, the glowing shifting markings of the ghost woman were hardly noticed, simply another illusion of the black light. She approached the dragon from behind, one near invisible, but cold hand, pressing around his neck as she pushed her mouth against his ear.

Her breath was as cold as her hand.

Do not mess with things you do not know, boy. she spoke.

I will be seeing you at exams. Then you can reevaluate your...stupidity.

The ghost woman's hand dissolved into several bugs which glowed as much as the first one and crawled all over Aksaja. Cricket herself vanished without a trace outside of that gesture.

As for the bug, well.. it vanished when Cricket did.

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Tomoko had been..creepily captivated by the scene, but held onto Jove's arm as he led her away from the horrible scene, her face still flushed from it all. That was...
...
....

"Jove-kun. Don't do that. Ever. It's improper." she said, giving him a nod. "Very improper."

And could cause cooties... or something.

However, his instinct that the table of treats would distract the kitsune was right on the dot, Tomoko looking things over with a curious look, tails wagging. Oooooohhhh!!

"There are a lot of snacks here, Jove-kun! Do you like any of them in particular?" she asked, looking at the ghost boil.

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Shehk would see Sammy's text when she got back to her dorm room. She didn't even take time to hunt down Christof to let him know she was going. He'd left her without a word, she'd leave him without one as well.

She was done with this s**t.

Shehk was just going to go home and cry.

Shehk has left the building.

Roch blinked at the hug, but he panicked as he saw which direction she was heading. "Oye!! Oye, oye, oye!! Don't go eating all of it!" he said, racing after her. "I want some too!" he said, giving her an evil grin before heading to the plates to grab two for a light snack. Yeah, he thought as he started piling them up high, this whole date thing wasn't that bad! And they had given the others plenty (in his mind) of time to pig out!

The way he juggled two ever increasing plates was a sight to see, and he almost lost his balance one, one leg going out behind him as he moved the plate to keep the two foot tall pile from falling to the ground. He was far more graceful getting food than he was at dancing.

"We're gonna need a table!"

Smiling at the boil, she gave a nervous laugh. "Thanks, and---" Paintball? Oh! He was one of the boils who had shot her! Her and the dragon boil. NOW she remembered him. It was difficult to tell without all the body armor he was wearing, but it was definitely him. Hiding a devious grin, she still plotted to get him back for that shot--on the field of course--another day. "Indeed. Its nice to meet you as well." She only hoped, that if they were to meet on the field again, that they would at least have decent armor. Not that the pillows didn't do their job well in keeping them well protected--they just looked ridiculous in the get-up.

Feeling Bul's arm around her waist, she leaned against him, welcoming it. "I see." He was quite odd..but pleasant none the less. "Have fun!" Waving the hellhound off, she watched as he disappeared into the crowd. Returning her attention to Bul, she smiled. "Hmm~ I haven't been paying too much attention to anyone else, to be honest."

Trying to keep up with the evening was more difficult than she would have imagined. Everyone was constantly moving, but it was half the fun of it all. Her gaze landed on the two Bul had mentioned, who seemed to be having quite the time. Both of them appeared new to Amityville. "Sure." She grinned. "She looks like she's full of energy." Following his lead, the doll carefully weaved through the sea of dancing students. Stopping when Bul did, her smile still remained when she looked to the ghoul. "Hi," Extending a hand in greeting, she shook the ghoul's lightly as Bul introduced her. "You can just call me Mei though. Most people prefer too." Her gaze quickly searched for a face to a familiar voice. Spotting Amrita, she grinned. "Hey Rita!" Flushing a little, the doll nodded. "You could say that."

Craning her neck, she looked about to see whom Bul was referring too. It didn't take too long to spot them. That..was the dragon boil from the paintball game. There was no mistaking those wings. Turning her head, Mei gave a small nod as Bul whispered to her. "Oh--Okay. I'll wait here then." Unsure of what lay ahead of him, the doll watched nervously as he made his way towards the mindflayer.

While Bul was off talking with Riley, Mei for the most part, hung back and listened to the beat of the music. Watching as the other students chatted and danced with each other, occasionally glancing over to Riley and Bul on the dance floor. Thankfully, it appeared things were going well, as the two were already heading back. "How'd it go?" She asked Bul, hopeful for good news. News would have to wait however, as a dance off was announced. Nodding with a smile, she watched the snot monster motioned for the dance floor again.

Stretching out her limbs, Mei grinned, watching the event; applauding the performances before propping herself up against the wall. Everyone was pretty into it, even Bul, whom had won along with a few other contestants. Giving a quick cheer for him, Mei began scouting the room for an available seat, finding one on an empty table. No way was she gonna stand and dance all night.