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He was slowly dragged out of Mot Limbo when his hand was squeezed, looking down at the ghoul in a daze. Even as she peeked under his hat, he simply stared. His expression was complex. It didn't look obvious, but there was a certain amount of confusion lingering. It was just a kiss on the cheek, sure, but for Mot it was a little too much.

It was his own problem really. Any normal boil might find it tame.

"Uh huh." He said with a weak smile. Shoot! He was supposed to be stronger than this! But his nerves were shot, and all he could do was stand there dumbstruck.

If only getting up from the dance floor was as easy as getting down, then the Hellhound would be set. But after that rigorous core workout-

No it was a workout, not dancing, a serious workout.

it was fairly difficult to get up and move around, thankfully Damien had a had up from there by Bul before they bashed brofists. "Oh a break, Sweet candy coated Jack that sounds like a blessing right about now." he cried out, rubbing his sore abdominals through the sturdy fabric of the vest.

He made his way over to the table on wobbly feet on his own before practically pouring himself into one of the chairs to catch his breath and regain energy. "Awwwwrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr yeah, sitting is quite the luxury." he purred out slowly while he watched the others have a good time.

Tess's whispered question made Mac's teeth grit even further.

"Yes." He said shortly, trying his hardest to not to let on just how strongly he felt about the whole situation. It actually surprised him how intense he felt about it! Lizzy was just a stupid Demon. A stupid, whimpering Demon who, at the last moment, ran away from him. He shouldn't feel what he felt. Not for her. Why did he have to feel this, for her?! He had a perfectly adorable and interesting Date, he shouldn't be letting this bother him...but it did, oh it did.

Lizzy came over to them, asking Tess to steal him, and he remained silent on the matter; oh, he had a few words for her, too...it all just rested on whether or not Tess would agree. There was no point in running away from his actual date, now was there?

"It's up to you, Maritess." Mac just stared down at Lizzy, his black eyes filled with all the irritation he possessed.

Sammy offered a small smile shrugging, "Sometimes, it's best just to let them go. I know Shehk and right now. Right now is a bad time to do more then simply let her be. You know, let sleeping beasts lye or something?"

With grins on their faces though, Sammy would take Siddie's hand, it was time to get to the important part of prom. Shaking your Jack given natural gifts around like a loon and have a good time doing it.

With out missing a beat Sammy took the lead grabbing Siddie's hand's, they might have practiced, but it would so be worth it to see what people said later. Suddenly they were spinning and twisting, feet shuffling across the floor like on air. The song wasn't great but it would do as they spun about. Of course all of this caused the many ruffles of Siddie's outfit to flare out wonderfully as they spun.

<******** yeah.

Jericho kept up the hip thrusting a little more but he was really starting to burn out. He had been keeping this up for quite some time. Finally stopping, he laughed and watched some of the other remaining thrusters before heading on over towards Riley.. who seemed to be talking to Calder? Not knowing that the two were on somewhat friendlier terms now, he made his way over to make sure there wasn't any trouble.

Coming up to the mindflayer, he placed a hand on her should, still grinning like a fool.

"Had fun joining in?" he asked her.
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The reaper continued his actions in the meantime, covering his face with his arms and hat as he did so. He really couldn't believe he was doing this and he was grimacing the entire time as he did.

Peeking out, he saw that Mitsu had joined on in, though her movements weren't quite as elaborate.

".... Having.. fun..?" he murmured towards the masked girl while wondering if he could stop soon.

That was better. Siddie spun and stepped, her smile growing to a delighted giggle. "Where'd you learn to dance? she asked lightly. "You're good."

That song was still pumping over the speakers on a hellish repeat. He should be taking notes on torture. It wasn't like he was in the best shape either. It had taken him a while to feel himself after being ripped apart by a ninja during exams.

But he did keep pulling himself together. So that was something.

Thinking about Jingleberry did not make the trip across the dance floor shorter. But he could do it. He'd weathered worse than prom. It was after the dance that was important. But if they kept playing this song, he had a feeling prom would never end, and he was beginning to think being ripped apart by a ninja was a preferable way to spend his time.

Barth arrived with the punch, and offered it to Lilith. He would have liked to be suave, but he was mostly desperate to sit down.

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