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 Posted: Fri Dec 27, 2013 11:52 pm
Shun quietly ate away at what little food he had picked up. While he did so, his gaze flicked from person to person in the bustling auditorium. The various members of the council were out and about, as he'd expect. From what he could see, several horsemen were enjoying themselves with the party as well. He wasn't too familiar with the ones present, but he didn't really interact with many of them in the first place.
Hel and Mot were chatting among themselves, as far as he could see. For a moment, he considered approaching them. He stopped himself, though. His prime goal of seeing what was happening here was complete, really. He probably should be getting back to his training. The new year would come and go just as they have always in the past. The attempt to keep himself at the top of his game was a never-ending task too.
With a shake of his head, he tossed the paper plate into the trash and made his way back to the doors of the auditorium.
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 12:13 am
Lock hadn't seen the Afanc standing there, and when he did he turned a light shade of red. How embarrassing to display something so emotional and gooey in front of another person! He really hoped that the other guy didn't get the wrong idea ... Piper was just a friend! Friendship!!
In his embarrassment he coughed and looked away, trying to hide his cheeks with the palm of his hand. In doing so he noticed a reaper attempting to leave the dance. He shot a mischievous look to Voodoo, but the cat was already three steps ahead and totally on it.
It being Shun. She'd leapt from student to student, eventually pouncing for Shun's shoulder and rubbing his face with her side.
Even Lock had to laugh at his small victory. Turning back to Piper with a bit more confidence now, he asked, "What do you want to do?"blade kuroda u shouldn't have told me he was leaving
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 12:16 am
Just before he could walk out the door, Shun found a cat 'attacking' him. Recoiling back from the sudden assault, he leaned his head away and went to try and snatch the creature off his shoulder. "What the hell?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 12:43 am
There was little surprise to be had in Invictus at the arrival of a third horseman - they were imbued with a certain herd-like habitry so naturally, like crabs in a bucket, just two was enough to bring the rest in. He’d be content to start with just a third, even if his own preferred company would likely only make sporadic appearances of their own that evening. Not all heirs were created with a want for socialization in large crowded spaces, after all.
For a moment, it seemed that Invictus was appraising something between the two, glancing to one then the other with the barest movement of his eyes alone. Whatever it was he determined of it, he at least had an opinion not worth sharing out loud. Whether that was comforting or not would be between individuals and how eager they were to have his words of approval.
“As do you, Priestess.” Invictus finally said in turn with a small incline of his head, “Better even than the minimum of any horseman in presence of...” he made a small glance around the room, but his opinion was easy enough to read. Like a vampire amongst humans would be considered unnaturally beautiful, Invictus felt the same held true of Horsemen than Halloween (or rather any other species), and thus had made the note to say that the dark woman’s well being appeared better than even that bare minimum of comparison.
Soren, however, didn’t recieve any verbal comment, but there was a pointed glance that held firm until eye contact was made before he glanced back to the Priestess, then back to Soren and nodded slightly.
Clearly, he approved of Soren’s tastes in company.
Which on the note of company, it seemed that the variety that was a bit more of Invi’s flavor (not that all flavors weren’t nice) had come to join in (crabs in a bucket), to which Invictus took a single step to allow more room in their growing party of ponies for her to stand with them. “Lifen,” he greeted in turn - by name as she was of his kin and thus there was a natural fondness there he couldn’t help but hold - “It is not an event we would be celebrating, ourself.”Ramenli I wanted you to have words too. Soren has a nice butt. Beejoux Quoted once but there is an udder nudder tag in here 4 u Nerpin u2 shall be quothed only oneth timeth ---- Tomoko turned a deep pink at Yaya’s words as her body seemed to be making a rather nobel attempt to suck her head back into her body, shoulders creeping up and her hands quickly pulling into her body. She was like a fuzzy turtle, if a turtle was capable of being as cute as she was, at least. “Well, I thought..I mean...” her voice trailed off and what she’d thought got drowned out in a noise that sounded like it could have been a distress call.
One which also seemed to be promptly answered as her foil - a dark young man - approached, so familiar and comforting that the Tomo-turtle popped right back out of her awkward shell. Albeit a few other comforting faces also sent her right back into her comfort zone, Jack getting an enthusiastic wave back and a smile for his trouble of waving to her. She’d likely drag one or the other of her current company on over to him shortly if he didn’t vanish in the next 10 minutes to where she couldn’t find him.
Turning to Erebus, she smiled. “Nice to see you out and being social more,” she half-teased, though by the way she gravitated into him, it was clearly more comfort for her to have him there than it was for him to simply not be being a book-reading hermit in his room with little bakekitsunes tormenting him.
“Erebus, this is..um...” she bit her lower lip despite the fact Yaya had just introduced herself, “Yaya, she’s one of my friends’ friends.” she explained. ------ Angeline was so surprised when she was bumped into, she nearly fell back over Elvira as though such an act would somehow work itself out in the end. Her rear end on the floor is how that would have worked out, anyways. But the voice was familiar and with enough familiarity came at least a vague understanding of how large the deer like familiar was as Angeline carefully crouched down to pet Ashton’s dear-deer little friend. Her’s too, of course, but not in the same way.
“I did! Barely. I think I was in a closet for a while,” not that kind of closet, though she wouldn’t have known that terminology as was, “but I think I look alright,” if by ‘alright’ she meant ‘someone else obviously dressed me because I actually look presentable like a human being should’, “I mean, he wouldn’t really care... right?”
She sounded like she needed the assurance. It was likely due to the fact her last friend had vanished into an abyss of plot holes.
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 1:34 am
Finding Tomoko was a comfort to Erebus as well; if he hadn't seen any familiar faces, there was a very high probability that he would slip out and head back to his room after a few drinks. "Well, it is going to be the New Years, after all." He replied with a nervous laugh, patting her gently on the head. Granted, quite a few of his New Years had mostly been nice and quiet, but as Tomoko had said, he really should try and be just a bit more social.
"Hullo Yaya." He greeted the ghoul with a little wave. "My name's Erebus."
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 9:01 am
"I smell friend!" Chaya attached herself to Sura's arm. It looked like someone had helped her with her outfit this time, at least; she wore a simple black tunic and cobweb leggings. "Hi Sura, how are you doing?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 10:04 am
Clara was drawn by the the invitation to celebrate the coming of a new year, so she wandered down to the auditorium where the festivities would take place. Unlike some of the others she saw upon passing through the doors, Clara wasn't dressed for the occasion, instead going in her normal attire.
The ghoul wasn't much for the noise - the chattering from students coupled with the music blasting from the speakers - so she headed towards the pile of pillows. But first, she spotted the wishing tree, and decided to tie a wish to the wishing tree. After doing so, she drifted back over to the pillows. She picked up one of the larger pillows and wrapped it around her head so the sound was muffled, and lay down on her side to watch other creeple play games from her spot behind the table.
Dear Wishing Tree:
I wish... to make some friends this coming year.
From: Clara
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 11:22 am
There was someone else joining her at the tables...
Serafina lifted her eyes from the other people when he looked away to look at him, eyes widening as she looked him up and down. He was, uh, ... large. Very large. Could probably fold her into a pretzel without even trying. Looked like it too, with that very serious expression on his face. He was kind of hot too, in that scary oh-my-Jack he's gonna eat something way. Yeah. What was he, some kind of fire-breathing dragon?
Maybe she would just ... stay ... quiet.
Serafina cleared her throat quietly, turning away and looking back at the people around her. These people were much less giant--well, maybe except for that big monster that just came into the room, she was huge holy crap--oh, wait, was that Angeline?
Her eyes lit up. That was someone she actually knew!
She lifted an arm to wave when she thought Angeline was looking in her direction, before suddenly stopping. Wait. Waving at her wouldn't do any good, she was blind. And just shouting in her direction might be a bit rude, especially when she was talking to someone else. Did she even want to be interrupted? Maybe she didn't. The last thing she wanted to do was to come off as rude.demon_pachabel She hasn't said anything, but she is failing to get Angeline's attention. XD Kailey Koreco She hasn't said anything, but Neithan might notice her going, "o__o"
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 11:34 am
Amrita looked just a little bit distressed over the mention of Mort's dolls, and Alex couldn't help but roll his eyes even while he continued to grin, giving his head a small shake so that his mop of unruly white and black hair slid in front of his eyes briefly, before he reached up to push it to the side. "They're just dolls, Amrita. They can't hurt you. I don't understand why they freak you out so much. They're cute!" In the totally creepy way, which was the best possible way! At being told that he should go and dance with Yin, he simply shrugged his shoulders. "I would but...he's not really very big into dancing." And the poor guy looked uncomfortable enough as it was. Especially with that vampire guy hanging around that Alex sort of recognized but didn't really because he was a terrible PR and didn't know anybody. Oh wait, was this one of those moments where he should sidle on over and save his bonded from what looked to be some kind of misery? He caught Yin's eye when the weremantis glanced towards him, and he lifted up his right hand to wiggle skeletal fingers that way, his eyes lighting up with pure adoration and a crooked smile upturning his lips. He was about to make his way towards him, to maybe ease him away from the others to check out the snack tables when. Oh look! Ponies! Alexander was actually happy to see that some few horsemen had shown up to the festivities, always wanting to encourage further connections between them and the students, His gaze turned that way, mismatched eyes flicking over those that he knew, and those that he didn't really but had seen before due to spending so much time helping out on the reserve. He cast Yin an apologetic look before shuffling his way over to the growing group of horsemen. "Hey, big guy! Glad you came out! Sorry I don't have any caramel apples on me today." He grinned at Soren, before turning his attention to the other three, one of which he knew was Invictus, the heir of conquest, though he had never actually spoken to him before. But wow, he was here! At their party! He might have stared at the conquest man for a bit longer then was necessary with stars in his eyes. "I hope you're all planning on staying until the pumpkin drops at midnight! Feel free to help yourselves to the food, or to put a wish on the wishing tree." He gestured towards it, where it sat at the very center of the front of the stage, a large, friendly smile offered to them all. Ramenli hi yin! But also helllooo soren! demon_pachabel omgomgomg it's invi /fanboils
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 12:26 pm
Hel reached out and swatted Mot on the shoulder. “Something to help those who have the ability to do so much more?” She echoed. “MOT! Stop demeaning yourself!” The reaper cried. “Being a field medic is just as important as those who carry out holding up the law!” The ghoul just then gave Mot another look. “You need to sleep! Yanno if you do not sleep, then your proficiency goes down! You do know that, ya?”
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 1:26 pm
Brenley stood at one of the entrances to the auditorium, his faintly narrowed eyes flicking from student to student as he debated whether or not to step inside. Having returned to his ostentatious everyday attire after a brief period of self-imposed solitary confinement, the reaper certainly looked like he belonged at a party, but that same stretch of alone time he had granted himself had caused him to retreat back into his shell, if only a little bit. He saw plenty of people he had never met, and a handful that he had, and he supposed that was enough for him to feel this wasn't a complete waste.
There was Hel, and the ghoul with the bangles who had taught them how to... flash mob, was it? Oh, and Piper. With Lock? An odd weight settled in the boil's stomach at the sight of them together, but it was gone as soon as it had arrived. He was grateful. The feeling had been less than pleasant.
All right. He'd made up his mind. He was going to stay. Instead of approaching anyone right away, Bren passed the tables and stopped by the food, picking up a fizzy blue drink before retracing his steps. He spotted Serafina as he took a seat nearby, nodding at the ghoul he recalled from their trip to the human world before going back to watching the crowd.Seiana_ZI hello it's awkward sitting time
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 1:59 pm
Sura seemed to perk up, as much as one of her stone-and-developing-moss constitution was able to, anyways, when a familiar weight came to hang on her arm, the colossus rumbling contently at the joining of pleasant company.
"Am...well..." there was a small note of hesitation. Should she tell Chaya about her brother? No, not tonight and not without Anna at this point. "You are looking very nice," Sura picked right back up. Sura never dressed 'nicely', albeit she'd at least made an attempt to wear a clean tunic of her own, even if stony growth threatened to shred it like everything else she owned.
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 2:08 pm
 "I DID NOT," Ren bellowed, much too loudly, after which there was a fair bit of squabbling, some Very Mature pushing and shoving, and suddenly there was a microphone cord wrapped around one LW's arms as the music shifted.
He snatched up the microphone and laughed at the shewolf.
"You're gonna pay for that one," he said with a grin, as he opened his mouth and began to sing.Kyrieko I laughed way too hard at that image MUSIC NOW PLAYING: "Take Me Home" by Midnight Red Ren
TAKING REQUESTS FOR THE NEXT SONG! Just quote me!
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 2:18 pm
"No idea whatsoever!" said Barnaby dismissively, but then he reached out and unhesitatingly took Suzu's hand, half dragging her across the room to look at the games area. "Looks like you were right, it is a tree," he said, dropping down to squint at it with curiosity, eyes narrowed slightly. "I wonder what you...oh, I see. Here - "
He plucked up a piece of paper and handed one to Suzu. "You write a wish," said Barnaby, by way of explanation. "And then tie it to the tree! Like so..."
He scribbled something down, set the pen back in the cup, and looped the strings of the wish around the nearest branch, securing it tightly so it wouldn't fall off. "And voila, you're done! Not sure what it means, exactly, but it's still kinda cool, I guess."Dear Wishing Tree: I wish... to meet more people! From: Barnaby Dexter III
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 2:30 pm
Someone passing in front of her vision took her mind off the Angeline Conundrum for the moment, watching as a familiar boil passed by her and took a seat near the empty tables she had sat her own self. She remembered him! From the crazy trip to the human world where they celebrated being ... really backwards at some point, right? That was really bizarre.
She let her blues follow Brenley as he offered a nod. In turn, she put up a hand and offered a polite wave, shooting a smile in his direction. It was nice to have someone she knew prioritize coming over to her. Of course she was the most important in the room to those who liked her, right?
Well.
That's what she'd like to think, anyway.
After a few moments, she decided to offer a, "Hey, Bren. Long time no see?" It hadn't been terribly long, but...Smerdle oh hai bren serafina remembers you
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