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Roch picked up the plate full of meatballs, showing it off with a flourish and grabbing one from the top. "Go long, dawg, go long!" he said, grinning evilly before slinging the meatball in a relatively uncrowded direction.

"WHOOT!" Roch said, grabbing another meatball and winding up. "Catch this one!" he said, putting some heat on the throw. This was the BEST PARTY EVER, he decided. Playing meatball catch? Awesome. A grinder line? Jackin' hysterical. "I love this school!" he decided happily as he grabbed another meatball.

Sooner or later Demi would miss it, right? Then he'd laugh out loud.

To be honest Junko had basically zoned out into her own little world as they swayed, her arms dropping until her hands rest against Seiji's chest, clinging lazily to his front and closing her eyes. She was content like this! Really, she was! Though she shivered as he touched her, her eyes fluttering open to tilt her head back up at him with a slightly dazed look in her eyes. Huh? Vis--oh. Oh! Socializing! Right, right. Because her last attempt at it had been so fantastic. Though considering who it'd been she really shouldn't have expected anything less than devastation.

The chair flipping had been a surprise.

"Okay~." Junko chirped, looking down at their hands as he held hers and giving his hand a squeeze before following him away from the dance floor to a table. Oh! She'd been seeing everyone gathered here for a lot of this event! Though it seemed a few people were gone now. Where did Riley and Jericho go? And wasn't Tess here a bit ago? Huh! But everyone else was still here! Junko gave them a wave, grinning. "Hi--guys!" She'd almost greeted all of them by name individually, but realized just in the nick of time that would be extreme overkill. There were at least seven people here. Let's not get too crazy.

"Oh, yes! Very much so. It's been so fun. Ah..oh! Mac, this is my boilfriend, Seiji. Seiji, this is Mac." She introduced the two of them before she could forget her manners. Though she'd only met Mac recently, she could still call him a friend, right? She turned back to him after the introductions were made. "What about you? Having fun?" Junko replied to Mac, looking at him with a bit of a perplexed frown. Why was he sitting so far from the table? "...The table...isn't going to bite you, you know. It's true. I checked."

She really may have.

Junko looked up from Mac's strange choice of seating arrangements to Lizzy as she greeted them, giving her a thumb's up in return. "Thank you! I worked very hard on it! I made Seiji's too!" Junko said proudly, gesturing to the boil beside her as she gave his hand another squeeze. "I like your dress too! It's cute!" Though she paused soon after that. The lights had changed color in a way that made Lizzy's already pink hair even more pink, and she'd remembered something. Hadn't...Mac..? Her eyes darted from Lizzy to Mac and back again, taking the convenient distraction of a wave in the corner of her eye to look away before she did or said anything stupid. Again. "Hello, Shun! Ah..and Mitsu, yes?" Each of them was given a wave. Heeeeey...wait! "Have you two not danced at all yet..?" Noooo! That just wouldn't do! Everyone should dance at least once!

Roch winced in sympathy. That looked like it had hurt. He put the plate of meatballs down and jogged over to his pal, wiping his hand off and offering to help the other boil up. "It was a valiant effort," he praised Demi. "But the meatball beat you in the end. You will be missed," he said, thumping his fist on his chest.

"We need a meatball death mourning song," he said. "What's a good song to mourn the death of my buddy boil?" he asked, forgetting that he had held out a hand and getting into it. "Death by meatball, so young, so young!" he moaned.

"U-uh, it's okay." She responded to the boil who had thrown the meatball, "No harm done, I guess?" A glance behind her revealed that no one else had been hit by the flying food item, so Xiu was quick to grab a napkin, wrap the meatball up, and chuck it into the garbage before some unfortunately student slipped on it. As she was doing so, she neared the table where the others sat and--

--Uhh, was Riley crawling under the table? She stared at the scene blankly, instinctively raising her camera and snapping a picture of this strange occurrence. It got even stranger after that when tentacles--Riley's, no doubt--slipped out from the table cloth to wrap around Jericho and drag him in while he resisted.

Needless to say, she got a picture of this as well.

The little Baku frowned, standing there and eying the table warily. Did she want to peek under the table to see what was going on? ...No. No she didn't. She wasn't that curious.

Since her camera was already up, and the boil from before was still playing with the meatballs, Xiu decided to grab a few pictures of him and his friend's game of catch. She didn't approve of food being thrown around like toys, but at the same time, it was all for fun. She smiled and took a few more shots, but the smile immediately disappeared when one of the boils slammed into a nearby table.

"Eep! Are you okay?"

Oh, as if Damien did have enough trauma t his midsection. He was too busy rolling around on the floor in pain to notice that Roch came over to help him until he was hoisted back onto his feet. But the praise still made him wag his tail in glee.

However he did give the reaper a light halfhearted push on his shoulder over the morning song/poem he recited in his memory like a funeral. "Oi I'm not dead yet, y tu, Roch?" he said in mock emotional pain, which was covered up with his real physical pain quite well. " you'll die well before I will considering how you stuff your face." he said while mimicking his eating habits and his shovel like hands.

"Roch, ever the choking hazard."

"Really?" Junko eyed Shun suspiciously at first before giving a little shrug, scratching at her cheek and tilting her head to one side. " If you say so~. I still want to dance, but I can do that later..." A glance was cast toward Christof and she frowned. She was going to give him a dance in apology for Shehk bailing on him, and for lying to him about its circumstances. She felt bad.

Junko blinked and looked back toward the DJ booth as it began to play another song, giving the speakers around it a confused look. "Are the speakers busted..?"

More people arrived, and Mac who had run off had come back.. sans his date. Apparently she left. Mot frowned a bit at that, both for Mac and Tess. A ghoul leaving prom early was just wrong.

The song changed. He kind of liked it. But Mot wasn't much in the mood for dancing yet.

Then again, the speakers were sounding a bit muffled? Were they malfunctioning? How disappointing...

Mot laid back in his chair some more, enjoying the buzz of present company.