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Bittiface rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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 Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 12:01 pm
When Otto said he wasn't much of a dancer? He meant he sucked hairy balls at it. So even with Clarice taking the lead, Otto managed to muck up any attempt at flow or grace with his two left feet. But hey, at least he was trying, right? ...right? "Me?" He asked with a blink as Clarice dipped him, awkwardly holding onto her for dear life. No one ever asked him that! The girls just got him puppy themed stuff to piss him off.. which now with his Joy filled hindsight, he LOVED SO MUCH. What 17 year old boy didn't want a puppy plushie and dog treat shaped cookies? "I want..." Wait, was she trying to get all his secrets so she could be the better elf? She was already a better dancer! Oh... Otto sees what you did there, Clarice. 8|"I just want it to be Christmas all the time." He said with a wide, conniving grin.
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 12:14 pm
Bix grinned when Julie grabbed him for a dance. They obviously were the best. Better than Marcus and Cass... obviously. He was actually glad to see that he and Julie seemed to be just about the same with dance skills. She was a girl so obviously her hips swung a little nicer than his own but he did do a bit of a twirl, spinning Julie away and then back to him again. "The night is young Mrs. Claus." He glanced over the petite girl's head at the other's dancing and shot Gale a seriously big thumbs up. "Once this comptetion heats up we'll really let the passion FLOW." What did that mean exactly?
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Syusaki rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 12:32 pm
Luckily Wilson had already finished his cupcake when Santa Bix came over. “Oh hey—as;dfkla” Confused Wilson was confused, but he wasn’t going to reject a kiss on the lips from Santa. Although wasn’t Santa supposed to be with Mrs. Claus…? He didn’t have much time to ponder because Julie quickly pulled him next to Minerva, his hand locked with hers.
“Really? Cool!” He hadn’t be sure if he wanted to try out for the dance competition, but why not?
Wilson wasn’t a terrible dancer. In fact he was sort of good. Laughing, he bent down to help Minerva up and twirled her afterwards. “Don’t worry about it, Minnie. Just leave everything to me.”
[ trying out for dance competition ]
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Dragain rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 12:53 pm
She did cheer as Gale kissed Tedan, giving him a thumbs up for being such a good sport about it. However, before she knew it, she had been shoved into some sort of a dance competition with Deryk. She shrugged, took/grab his hand, and then dragged him to the dance floor where she promptly put his hands on her waist and her hands on his shoulder.
"We better get presents," She muttered softly, too distracted to really do a good job; at least she wasn't tripping over anyone!
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 12:57 pm
"I...I do too!" And with that Clarice and Otto's dancing basically turning into a big hugging spin. "Maybe if we're both really good the rest of the night, Santa and Mrs. Clause will take us to the North Pole in their magical helicopter. Or rocket. I hear there's a rocket too! Oh no the punch!" And with that Clarice was gone, off to save the punch from being corrupted by a nefarious senior hunter wearing a light-up Christmas tree hat and holding a lad vial of something that glowed quite suspiciously.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 1:11 pm
 On any other year, she wouldn't even be here. Aria would always find an excuse to be away from Deus Ex for the holiday season, doing her best to avoid as much social contact as possible. Even when she was a trainee she would manage to stay low and hide in some nook within the library, reading. This year, Aria didn't do any of that. She had surprised herself by locating a small box in the back of her closet containing a dress she had believed to have thrown out long ago. It was a simple dress, dark bluish-purple in color. And it still fit. That fact alone made Aria pleased, even if it was the first time she had ever worn it. Upon entering the festivities, Aria had immediately made her way over to the bar. She wasn't an early drinker, but you were supposed to have a drink in your hand, right? She exchanged pleasantries and Christmas greetings with those she passed, doing her best to weave in and out of those present while glancing up at the ceiling. The ceiling was covered in holly. Was there any mistletoe up there? Aria didn't want to take any chances, doing her best to look as inconspicuous as possible while navigating the Christmas party. She didn't want to be caught under one. At least, not right now. Aria pushed the thoughts of plants and their meanings out of her mind as soon as she found a plant-free spot near the wall of the party. She exchanged a few more Christmas greetings with some nearby fellow wallflowers, passing the time with idle chatter while watching the dancers competing in the middle of the floor.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 1:13 pm
Wilson's one-liner made the woman flush red, ending her twirl with one hand in his while the other rested on his arm. Just leave everything to me. What a dreamy phrase! What a dreamy man! Julie was right, they DID match perfectly! She could see it now, totally. And NO it was not the joy making her feel so giddy and warm in Wilson's hold! This was legit!.. it was definitely the joy formula's doing. In any case Minnie didn't plan on controlling the situation any time soon, allowing the 'man' to take the lead as her mother would always say.
"You're so good!" She mused, flicking her gaze to the couples spinning around them. "I hope I didn't ruin our chances for presents! We have to get some!" Pulling him in a bit closer, as it seemed some of the others were doing the same, Minerva tried to keep from stepping on Wilson's toes.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 2:04 pm
Wait. Waaaait... Jerry might not have been on the ball, but he was not ENTIRELY stupid. Everything clicked into place and his face went white... and then scarlet, giving his complexion a rather candy-cane like pattern under the scars on his cheek. "You.... you... you th-thought... ahahahah AHAHAHA ahahah ah... ah..." Alright, so maybe the laugh wasn't as nonchalant as he had thought, but it seemed Dancing would have to wait for now, contestants already milling in for the contest. Had they missed sign ups? Maybe there would be another round? They were parted for a moment by an over-enthused santa that at least broke the ice and gave a nice distraction while his brain caught up. For now, the rest of the vodka was looking MIGHTY inviting. "N-no... no, I ahahaha..." He backed away, nervous laughter covering up his awkward panic as he suddenly bolted for where he had left his drink. Boy, he could use a shot or six. Yes. Yes, definitely the happiest Holiday ever. What's the big deal? Roar rumbled the moment he had made enough headway to get a moment to himself, nursing the vodka glass like a cherished thing. Its just a sparkly ring. I mean, yeah, pretty damn sparkly but chick looked like she was gonna' pee herself. "It's an *engagement* ring. And a misunderstanding, that's all." So?Jerry answered this with a deep swig from the glass. "I'm just..." He hissed, exhaling the fire of sweet, sweet blessed alcohol, "Not ready for that sort of thing, ok?" Ooooooh, so it's what. Like a pumpkin patch thing?Jerry deadpanned, brows knit. "Er. I. Guess?" s**t man, I don't blame you. Better go pour another. "Yeah... yeah, good idea..." And he wobbled back towards the bar before Candace could stop him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 2:14 pm
"Gyuck!" Otto croaked, soon spun round and round in the dance of the hugs. At first he wasn't sure he should be dancing with the competition, but Clarice's proposition brought the boy's hopes, and eyebrows, up high. "THEY HAVE A ROCKET HELICOPTER?!" Okay, so maybe he kind of blended whatever she said into one thing. Still, if it was true, he just had to be a good boy, and Santa and Mrs. Clause would take them North! Where he truly belonged! Otto stood there dreamily with his oversize candy cane as Clarice ran off to save the Punch from evil or something. Rocket helicopters.<>Rocket. Helicopters.Otto wobbled off of the dance floor, dreaming of snowy fields and presents galore.
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Kaiyumi rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 2:42 pm
Eva was giggling wildly when Gale and Tedan went through with it--boy, mistletoe was fun!--and she was grinned even wider when Gale was abruptly shoved into her. Without a word, she grabbed his hands and set them on her waist. "Let's dance, okay! ...Just to warn you, I can't really dance, but hey! So long as we have fun, right?"
Hopefully Gale didn't mind, at least, because Eva really wasn't very good. She managed not to tread on the boy's feet, but she did stumble a lot. Still, she seemed to be enjoying herself...even if she did narrowly collide into some of the other pairs.
[[ Entering the dancing competition! ]]
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 2:52 pm
It was all so romantic.
For a while, they just spun, enjoying each other's company as if there was no one else in the world, twirling little dancers in a music box. As soon as Robert had given her an answer, dipping her low so her hair nearly brushed the floor, even Jerry had completely left Petra's mind, enraptured with the man who had stolen her heart and her affections. He'd lifted her with ease, the strong arms and large palm pressed between her shoulder blades unfaltering, guiding her up before leading her again into a gentle waltz. It was mindless by now, even for her -- she knew the steps, not having to think about where to place her feet anymore, save if she lost her concentration. Even then, he was flawless, a touch of his hand to direct her, and no one ever knew that there had been a mistake on her part at all. While everyone else chatted, they danced as if they only had until midnight before she would vanish, like the prince and princess of some romantic tale.
For once, it was as things should have been. No arguments, no rent to pay, no monsters or other women trying to steal his heart.
As Julie came out onto the dance floor, the pair slowed to a halt, Petra's eyes drifting to where she seemed to be pairing people up and shoving them onto the floor. Her fingers lingered on his shoulder, squeezing just enough to let him know she was there, feeling strong muscles beneath the black material. She wasn't really much for competition -- the moon trainee wasn't the type to have any interest in proving herself in front of anyone, except possibly Robert. (That DID matter considerably to her.) Still, a competition such as this one was something he was born to do, and she turned her gaze back onto him, giving him a little questioning quirk of her eyebrow, the slightest of smiles curling the corners of her lips.
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Nio Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 2:55 pm
And then someone decided it was a good idea to kiss Robert on the cheek. Worse off, he kissed Petra on the cheek.
Robert would have normally punched SantaBix right in the face for such a maneuver, but the Joy in his system kept him laughing, twirling Petra away quickly before he could get any friskier ideas.
Robert felt the squeeze of her hand, and looked down questioningly to see her expression. He followed the look to Julie, and his heart quickened for a moment. A dance contest? Unf. He was born for this kind of thing. His grin broke across his face, and he turned to look back down at Petra with an expression of pure, unadulterated glee.
But the moment his eyes caught hers a second time, he faltered. His expression softened, the grin shrinking down to more of a doofy smile, and his eyes blinked very slowly. Her hair was starting to grow out to its natural color, and her skin glowed in the blinking lights of the Gala. He saw them flickering in her eyes, like little magical pixies beckoning him. So he leaned down, his dance movements all but stopped, and kissed each of her eyelids.
Suddenly, dance contests were the last thing on his mind. All he could see was Petra, and all he could think was how lucky he truly was to have her in his arms.
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kuropeco rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 3:17 pm
"I - er - what?" said Gale, completely flustered by the fact that he was standing with his hands on Eva's waist.
Maybe he should have just stuck with Tedan after all. It was so much less stressful.
And not nearly as fun, but still.
His face now resembled a color somewhere near what one might have called "Mordor red."
"It's okay," mumbled Gale. "I'm not much of a dancer, either."
This was clearly evident, since he was soon staggering around awkwardly, both he and Eva stumbling this way and that and just narrowly missing running into the other couples on the dance floor.
Except for Bix and Julie. Gale may or may not have steered that way purposefully to ram his shoulder into the albino's.
"Oops."
Regardless of his abysmal steps, Eva's laughter (and the spirit of CHRISTMASSSSS) was contagious, and after the first few moments of stiffness, Gale found himself relaxing. Soon after he was laughing just as hard as she was, having a grand ole time with the both of them stumbling and tripping over each other.
"Okay, this is more fun than I thought it would be," he said, shaking his head in amusement.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 3:26 pm
And that was the end of any chance they had in the dance competition.
Closing her eyes as he leaned down to place soft, gentle kisses on her eyelids, Petra tilted her face up towards him, lifting herself up on heeled toes to lean up closer, slowing until she had come to a stop.
She just....
Stopped.
In the middle of the dance floor.
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 4:01 pm
EW EW EW BIX THAT WAS NOT COOL WHY DID YOU DO THAT AUGH GOD WHY. Marcus's brain was shutting down when the other man puckered up. Bix you okay but he just wasn't that into you. Dis was not helping and now all the vampire weapon was doing was making gay jokes. So not cool. Brain shut down completely as Cass seemed to have developed a possessiveness to her. Oh. Oohhh heyyyy. He could dig kisses like this. Brain half shut down half going 'aw yis Cass Kisses' he just managed to register that people were dancing. That Bix was dancing. Marcus did not like that. He wanted to be the best dancer. The best like no one ever was! "Cass." He muttered, unsteady on his feet for a second. "We gotta move it." He tried to dance but at this point it was just a sort of... awkward hip movements directed at Cass.
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