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 Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 7:51 pm
"Neat isn't how I'd describe them..." Holly sighed. "I swear to Jack they were trying to kill us on those trips." She'd almost died again on that last one! Not fun, not fun at all. Unknown to the ghoul, she'd been a direct result of another school trip, had it not been for it she'd never would have died. Lucky her. Parts of them were fun, but others sucked.
"He's bound to show back up here, went off to find someone he knew I think." Wait. She'd had a conversation with West earlier where Levi had been mentioned. From that sounds of it, he didn't like her much. Oh, he was defiantly going to make an appearance whether he liked it or not. Holly would leave it at that and save the surprise for both, after all she'd heard that the other ghoul had won that bout anyway. "Another time, yes. Have to plan that later, shall we?" The ghoul grinned. "Well you could teach me sometime? I don't know if this is the place to do so." Not that it mattered much to her. Could always learn when they were planning some fun. "Focus huh? Makes sense."
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 7:52 pm
"Well...... I'm glad at least you don't mind her and thank you she picked out the color herself," he replied having an unfortunate vague memory of the mouse holding it up and squeaking rather loudly that it was hers to be worn. He shook his head at the thought of how he remembered which mouse was which, but he assumed that being around them for so long he just merely knew. "Merel is the only black one I own and the boss at times..." his response resulted in the mouse squeaking in objection however the reaper merely ignored her.
When they reached the table Joachim quickly set his plate down and pulled the hair next to him out and held it for her to sit down in. It was a bit of an unfamiliar feeling considering there was someone else at home to do such things for him and his family but he assumed that it was polite thing to do for his date.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 7:55 pm
Spinning Jericho back, she tucked herself under his outstretched arm and twirled around as slowly as possible so as not to lose her balance. When the spin landed her facing him once more, her face lifted in lieu of a grin, and she dropped her hold on his hand to give him a hug.
Never, ever tell anyone we had so much fun while we were at school. Our reputations would be shattered. She warned him with a laugh, just as the music died down. She took his hand one final time, gave it a squeeze, and led him back to Malodore.
I think I've worn him down, Malodore. At least we both came out of it alive!
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 7:59 pm
Taryn looked up to Joachim again as he held her chair out for her. ...really? That was... actually kind of charming! She felt her face grow hotter as she sat and accepted the chair, her hands rising up to clasp at her chest. This was quite the prom, wasn't it!
"Is she?" the chimera continued, feeling bashful enough to continue their previous conversation and not address the chivalry, "I'll remember that." She turned to her food then and sipped her punch, eyes searching the table as she thought.
"You look very... dashing, yourself." Had the mouse picked out his outfit too?
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 7:59 pm
Claire's hand dropped from her mouth to reveal a delighted grin as she looked up at the boil.
Did he... Just ask her to... No.
Surely not.
But he did.
Oh yes.
"My pleasure~" said Claire, dumbstruck. Although their hands were both gloved, Claire had TOUCHED HIS HAND.
Again with the party in her mind. She lifted herself up and tucked her hair behind her horn before stepping with him onto the dance floor.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 8:02 pm
"Well done," Malodore said, opening its beak to grin at both Riley and Jericho. "Might I have this next dance, mia cara? Nothing quite so flashy, of course. We plague doctors are a sedate and boring lot, truly."
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 8:06 pm
Catching his balance, Jericho righted himself and smiled to the mindflayer. He returned the hug wholeheartedly before chuckling and nodding.
"Oh. My lips are sealed," he winked as he walked back with her towards Malodore.
"I didn't break anything! In her or my body," he grinned, "She's all yours."
Smiling, he looked at the two and added, "Don't do anything too crazy now."
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 8:06 pm
"O-oh, uhm.." When Petro made the offer, Tsetsiliya sat back down rather quickly. She nodded along with what Colette had said. "I-I am being fine with anything as well.. but perhaps you are bringing some water? I am wanting to keep these fresh." She fussed with her bouquet on the table, her thoughts immediately drifting to how lovely they would look in her nursery.
And then the topic of dancing came up. Well, quite obviously they were at a dance, so it was to happen at some point, but all the same her cheeks reddened. She was not the greatest dancer - sure, she knew the proper form, but the execution needed a little work. Still, she glanced towards the floor as the song switched to another slower song. The couples gliding across the floor made her feel the smallest pang of want (even though she knew she couldn't glide like that). But that thought was derailed when Colette admitted the truth - she didn't know how to dance.
Tsetsiliya's feeling of wanting to dance anyway moved into one of semi-pity. Perhaps a nice gesture was in order here.
"U-Uhm, if it is making you feel better, I am not being very much good at dancing either." A timid smile followed. "But we are being here to have fun and to dance too, yes?" She held onto the optimistic spirit she came through the doors with. "C-Certainly Petro is being a better dancer than we, so we are learning properly tonight then!" She didn't mind who would break the ice and be the first to couple up and share a dance - the Prom had already surpassed her expectations (in more ways than one, thinking back to the hip thrusting dance from just before) and she was in a very cheery mood. Truthfully she was hoping Colette would be the first, since it seemed to the poludnica that she was the most.. uncertain about it. It was times like this that she was happy for her experience in deghoultant balls.
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Friendly Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 8:11 pm
Johan's eyes widened considerable as Cady's voice carried easily over the music and noise of the crowd. Nine dates? Even his lady killer of a great-grandfather hadn't managed that feat. Not that Johan really thought of it as a feat, more like an embarrassment. He fought hard not to blush as a tiny black haired witch waved in his direction. From the sound of it, she already had a date, but there didn't seem to be a boil with her... Johan watched uncomfortably as things became... interesting on the dance floor. Staying well clear of the action, he did not that Emily had lost hold of her spookies, which were soon trampled to itty crumbs on the floor. Oh dear. Now feeling somewhat responsible, Johan scanned the room for the treats table, and weaved his way over. Not entirely sure what spookies the ghoul had lost, he quickly scooped a variety into a impromptu napkin-satchel, and tried to make his way back. Long story short, he found out just how difficult it was to make it through a crowd, and find one particular person in it. Particularly a petite witch. He very nearly walked past her as a slow song began to play on the loud screechers. "Oh! Um... here." he said, holding the napkin of spookies out to her like a peace offering. This wasn't awkward at all.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 8:12 pm
He took the chair next to her as he fought the back the urge to quickly make his way to the far side of the table so he wouldn't feel completely awkward sitting next to a ghoul. Merel quickly made her down his sleeve to sit in his lap expecting to be fed immediately. Looking at her with a scowl on his face he scooped her up and placed her on the chair on the other side of him. Taking one of the piece of candies from his plate he unwrapped it and set it on a napkin in front of her so she would eat in piece and not bother Taryn.
The compliment that she gave him made his face turn from its usual pallid state into an almost crimson red. Sure his mother told him he looked dashing in it when she saw a picture of him in it but he never thought anyone else would tell him the same thing.
"Errrerrrrerrrrrrrr.... thank you.... she did a little her and my sister," He replied feeling even more embarrassed that he needed help from his sister to pick out his clothes at time. No actually it was more that his sister made sure she went along and picked it.
"You look..... really pretty tonight as well," He replied his face still red as he had to force the words out and not stumble over them.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 8:13 pm
Her eyes widened at Mot's request before she narrowed her eyes, "Cleaning...? You're a dangerous, dangerous criminal..." She paused, eyes still narrowed as she stared at the boil... Before giggling, unable to contain it in any longer, "For being too nice. It's alright though, your secret is safe with me!" She tipped her hat; apparently, cowboils have a reputation to uphold?
Before she could say anymore, however, she realized that there was a Mitsu with them.
She shot the ghoul a smile before shaking her head, "Not at all~ What can I help you with?" She looked nervous about something - then again, Mitsu tend to look nervous often. As if to help with that, she took a side step away from Mot to take her hand, giving it a squeeze as she giggled, "Oh, don't look so nervous!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 8:17 pm
Who needed to breath? It was over rated anyways, at least as far as the ghost boil was concerned. He didn't need such silly things as air to carry on existing. He'd wanted that electric spark, and as Junko's hands came around to press into his back it hit him, spectral heart thudding behind his ribcage. Skin flushing in a warmth that was terribly unusual for the boil. She did that to him. Only her, the ghoul in his arms, could make him feel so very alive. Stilling under the feathered brush of her lips as she ghosted a trio of lingering kisses on him he sighed, letting his arms slide down to curl loosely around her as she tucked herself up under his chin. Soft words of love answered by a murmur against the silky fall of her hair. No, he didn't say it often, but he said it now. He loved her, and she deserved to know that. The song had ended and the next and eased in to take it's place though he barely registered the music that moment. Content to sway absently on the floor, in their own little bubble, untouched by the world.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 8:21 pm
Taryn seemed to shrink into herself suddenly, and as Abigail wound around the back of the chair her host giggled and brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. Pretty? She had never been called 'pretty' before, not since maybe she was a child, before she could remember. To hear it coming from a boil's mouth was one of the most flattering, embarrassing thing she could ever imagine. Taryn picked at her food, unsure of what to say in response to such a compliment. The silence could be considered awkward before she spoke again, and it was simple.
"Thank you."
Abigail unfurled from the chair to hide beneath it, watching Joachim and Merel but making no move. Taryn's hair had fallen out from behind her ear, and she nervously pushed it back again. The ghoul simply could not stop smiling.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 8:27 pm
Mitsu's ears laid back a little though she returned the light squeeze of her hand as Lizzy took hold of it. Now was the difficult part, trying to calm down and come up with what she wanted to say. She honestly didn't know what was wrong with her. "I...I dunno." The wolf girl said sheepishly. "I..I feel weird." She started trying to figure out how to put it.
"My f-f-face will get hot all of a s-sudden...and my h-heart speeds up." Though the more she thought about it the more it sounded like symptoms. "M-maybe I'm just getting sick..." She mumbled.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 8:33 pm
"Errr....... you are welcome," He replied as he started to look at the food on his plate and push it around before finally picking some up to shove into his mouth. Oh skulls he hoped he didn't somehow choke on it or even worse take a sip of punch and have it go down the wrong way. What a dismal thought to have now that there was awkward silence between the two, it would have continued if Merel hadn't squeaked for more candy. Unwrapping another he set it on the napkin to keep her busy again as he tried to think of something to say or at least ask a question.
"Err... so......... is there anything you would like to do while we are at prom?" He asked pushing some more food around on his plate before looking at her.
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