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She matched him step for step. Damn, but she hadn't been kidding, he was doing his absolute best and Sin gave it back in equal share.
When the hand had moved to Rosc's face, touching his blindfold, he had turned his head away, feeling it slide down to his shoulder again. He'd pulled her close, then, feeling accomplished that he had startled her.

Before he knew it, the song was over and they had stopped dancing. Sin's hair was a fair bit more wild than it had been and he was pretty sure his was no better. He didn't even get a chance to say anything, to even catch his breath before she stepped away and curtsied and complimented him and fled, leaving him sans partner on the dance floor.

One hand ran over his blond hair before both were slipped back into his pockets. He could use a glass of water, but he could also wait. Sin had fled for a reason and he wasn't about to follow her to the refreshments table.

So, instead, he decided to take this chance to go and get his party favor, since he hadn't picked one up when he and Arachne had arrived. He picked one from the second row.

Riley seemed just a little surprised that Barth had suddenly started speaking to her in thoughts, but she didn't let on too much. There's no legitimate reason for him to be spying on this event, which leaves his reasoning to, by process of elimination, be illegitimate. Her eyes twinkling mischievously. To an outsider, this would seem rather intimate. I think he's worried we're becoming friends. Either that.. or he's getting a good look at some of the student body's finer specimens. Both options are unsavory, not to mention he's probably going to fall. Again. Her chest rose and fell in a sigh. Nevertheless.. I find myself at odds with whether I want to do anything about it or not.

Her eyes tilted to the side, watching Sin's spectacle. As her and Barth had been more or less swaying sluggishly for the last few minutes, she found Sin's movements both intriguing, and horrifying.

.. Is that dancing? She asked cautiously. I don't think I want to do that.

Why did she find herself consistently surprised by Barth? He knew exactly what to say to make her interested in a subject. It was dangerous. Nevertheless, the idea of something being competitive drove her instantly to awareness, and she narrowed her eyes for a moment, before they clouded over foggily.

Oh, she was not about to be trumped.

The introduction of Riley to the wondrous wealth of knowledge available at the touch of an eyephone, or a computer, could end up being the biggest mistake of all time. However, for now, it would come in handy. Since Israfel had already gotten her worried about her dancing prowess for the upcoming Scareintine's Day dance, she had been looking up some modern dance interpretations in her spare time. The only issue was that on paper, dance moves seemed easy. In real life, one had to have poise, balance, and grace to make the moves themselves look good.

While she currently pulled up all of the dance moves on tango that she'd read, they still wouldn't help her look like Sin and Rosciel. The only thing that would help her look like Sin and Rosciel.. were Sin and Rosciel. She merged the two piles of information - one being the dance moves, and the other being the visual performance the other demons had just performed, before her eyes focused sharply on Barth once more.

Suddenly, her elbows rose up, and her poise was impeccable. She took Barth in her arms, switching positions suddenly so that she was leading, and snapped him against her fully. Her eyes were filled with a fierce determination - if they were going to dance, they were going to dance to win.

Then let's play.

Buffet~~~~
It was an easy task. Claire trotted up to the table and started eating. She knew this was a fancy party, so she remembered her manners. She also had to remember to leave a large amount of food for the others. So she tried everything and left. She had a feeling that Riley and Barth wanted to be by themselves, so she sat on a chair and played zombiejump on her eyepod. It wasn't fair for her to follow Barth everywhere, she knew from experience that he wouldn't like that.

She beat her highscore and shouted "YES! Beat that!" happily. She didn't really care.

As he waited for an answer, he guided her towards the refreshments table anyway, a bit hungry himself. He had to admit that they had really gone all out on the spread and that was a bit surprising to see... but pleasing nevertheless. It just meant that there was a lot to pick from. But before he could make any sort of choice, he noticed something... pinkish out of the corner of his eye. Shifting his head, he noticed it was West.

Ah, so Wrath decided to come along as well? Not bad. Though... what was his obsession with pink? Pink was not a good color by any means (though he'd agree that green wasn't the grandest of colors, almost any color was better than girl!pink), he had to leave it alone that West just didn't make it look bad. What was the term he had been hearing about school? Man!pink?

Yes... in his case, it wasn't the glaring pastel pink he abhorred but.. of little import. He held nothing against West for his love of darker pink. The wrath demon's bow was met with a proper one from Livi's end, simply because he could help it, but he smirked at his. "Not as of yet. Can you offer an opinion on what would be best to enjoy first, good man?" Since it seemed West had a little bit of... well... everything. "They really went all out on this, didn't they." Noticing his hand, his brow jacked up as he looked at it. "Is that from the music stand?" He had seen it attack him, but he didn't realize it had been that bad. "Is it healing at all?"

But, ever the socialite he was trained to be, he had noticed Gabe and his date arriving to the party as well. It almost struck him as odd that Gabe was.. a bit fashionably late, but such things were odd to begin with. And since the Envy demon was in red tones tonight instead of normal acid, eye blinding green, he knew he wouldn't be seen as easily.

But it was rude to shout in such cases, so he raised a hand and hoped to get Gabe's attention that way. Shouting was bad, but keeping it polite was fine. "Gabrian. Good to see you made it."

Barth was very steadily proving to be the worst person to attempt a tango with. She might have had an easier time if he was trying to get away, but instead he was slumping into her arms, looking about ready to pass out.

Really now, Barth. One would think you could do a little better than that. How disappointing. She briefly considered wrapping a tentacle around every joint in his body, but suddenly found herself very uncomfortable with the idea of puppeteering Barth through a dance. Instead, she lifted him up slightly, so that the top of his feet rested on hers, and she led him through some of the less moving dance steps.

At one point, her tentacles released him, allowing him to slide quite effortlessly down the length of her body. This almost looked like it was meant to, until she recaptured him by the waist and snapped him back up straight against her. At the very least, his absolute lack of ability was making her feel just a little bit smug.

I suppose I underestimated you after all, Barth. And here I thought you'd one-up me one more time.

Carthusia was engrossed in the food. Perhaps "engrossed" wasn't a strong enough word, but she tried to keep the damage and crums to a minimum. It was all just so YUMMY. She gathered up a heaping plate for her and her date to share and waltzed up to Envy, happy as a clam. She gave a little wave to West, whom she hadn't seen in a good while. She offered him one of the candies she's snatched from the table. "Good to see you, West. How have you been lately?" Pride offered part of the plate to her date as well, silently wishing she could spontaneously grow extra arms so she could carry a drink easily as well. The party was a little stuffy, but at least most of the Sins had been here. That meant the party was good. Most of the demons here were ones Carthusia had seen before. There was Claire and Sin and Barth and West, of course, among some of the other demons. When she had been reintroduced to Sin, she of course gave a little bow.

Purple skin would have looked downright bizarre on anyone but her and Riley, she figured. Tapping her finger against the plate, Pride was eying the rest of the guests. Was Barth hanging all over Riley? Huh, he must have been tired.

"And might I add, you look quite dashing tonight, Livius." Carthusia said with a smile. When she had him on her arm, she practically beamed with her Sin. She was happy and quite proud of the fact that their plan was working so well. And damn did they look good together tonight!