Dresden Academy

The Prom

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5/13/11 01:00 am

Cinna Thompson had almost single handedly pulled the prom together. The ballroom was decorated with festoons of floating flowers. Stars hung from the ceiling, each set to sparkle as if they were properly in the sky. The outskirts of the room were set with small round tables that could accommodate one or two couples. A table of refreshments was guarded at all times by Seamus Morgendorfer and a rotating cast of other faculty who volunteered to chaperon for the evening.

A glittery ballot box stood next to the entrance where students were set to write down their chosen prom king and queen and drop their tickets into the box. Students began to stream in after dinner to quiet music playing over the speakers. The band, a local group called Vampira was scheduled to begin playing around 7:30.

Needless to say it was going to be an excellent evening.


[OOC: Hop in where you will. Save for prom court, which we'll work on once all the votes are in.]

Tags: !eventastic, abernathy ford, adelaide legaux, alistair burke, arnaud powell, b. madelyn cooper, cinna thompson, faculty, hawthorne nikitin, leland sykes, luka nikitin, november hall, rhys llewelyn, riley bloodfeather, ryder balston, scarlet evans, veronica cantrell, violet evans, xavier nikitin

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• loudandclose

  5/26/11 09:23 am (UTC)

  

  Riley was very much not >dressed for prom. The idea of restricting students to a dress code was stupid. And dress codes were stupid; the whole point of them was to further distinguish between the classes anyway. He wouldn't have anything to do with such bourgeois concepts.
  
  He walked right past the photography area into the crowd; looking for someone to piss off. Instead, he found Madelyn and Arnaud.
  
  "Hey Maddy." He looked her up and down. "Your tits look great."

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  • runningamok

    5/26/11 09:44 am (UTC)

    

    Arnaud offered Maddy a roll of his eyes. "What he means to say is that you look wonderful tonight. This dress shows off your assets perfectly."

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    • loudandclose

      5/26/11 09:47 am (UTC)

      

      "Yes, it does show off your ass perfectly." He grinned at Arnaud, waiting to see the polite translation of this idea. "You'd be the 1860 Playmate of the year if you were just showing some ankle."

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      • actingup

        5/26/11 10:06 am (UTC)

        

        Maddy looked between the two of them trying to decide if she was horrified or honored. "Oh. Well. That's... Thank you, Riley."

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        • runningamok

          5/26/11 10:09 am (UTC)

          

          Arnaud took a moment, glad for Madelyn's minor interruption. He could take his time scrambling to find the right words. "He's curious about whether or not you're wearing a vintage corset underneath to aid in the shape of your beautiful gown?" After saying which he looked rather dubiously at Riley for another brilliant line.

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          • loudandclose

            5/26/11 10:20 am (UTC)

            

            Riley grinned at that, Arnaud was on his game tonight. "And if I was Mr Darcy I would totally want to bone you."
            
            Let's see him translate this one. Poor Maddy.

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            • runningamok

              5/26/11 10:29 am (UTC)

              

              Arnaud's head fell a bit to the side. He sighed, put his hand to his face and then laughed. "I'm not touching that one." He raised his hands in forfeit and grinned ad Madelyn.

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              • actingup

                5/26/11 10:33 am (UTC)

                

                "No, no corset tonight. I thought I'd like to breath, especially if we were dancing." She smiled just the same because coming from Riley it was a sweet compliment, about as sweet as he ever was. "And if you were Mr Darcy I'd think about it," she replied with a little twitch of her lips.

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                • loudandclose

                  5/26/11 10:52 am (UTC)

                  

                  "OH NO YOU DON'T." Cinna barged up to the little group at that point, stabbing a finger into Riley's chest. "This is not some lame-ass poetry reading at Starbucks! You cannot wear... that." She indicated his entire ensemble. "OUT."
                  
                  Riley stared at her with contempt. Cheerleaders. They think they rule the world. He batted her hand away. "I came here to vote." He waved his ticket in her face. "Your fascist clothing rules don't negate my rights." He held the slip of paper up out of her reach when she went to grab for it. "No way, bitch! I don't trust you!"
                  
                  He made a show of handing his vote to Madelyn. She was, after all, his choice for Prom Queen.

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                  • actingup

                    5/26/11 11:01 am (UTC)

                    

                    Maddy couldn't quite help the stars that bounced up into her eyes at reading his vote. She leaned over despite every muscle in her body telling her not to and hugged him, placing a big kiss to his cheek (which stayed there after she pulled away; stage makeup hadn't yet invented no-stain lipstick).
                    
                    She skipped away to drop Riley's vote in the box before Cinna could ferret it away.

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                    • loudandclose

                      5/26/11 11:23 am (UTC)

                      

                      Riley grinned at Arnaud. "I am not cleaning this off. Gonna tell everyone I made out with your date."
                      
                      Cinna stamped her foot impatiently. "Riley Bloodfeather, get out of my prom! I'll call the guards!"
                      
                      He ignored her in favor of talking to Arnaud. "Can you hear that? It's like... a really irritating, high-pitched buzzing sound..."
                      
                      She shrieked and planted both hands in the middle of his back, shoving him towards the door. "GET OUT. GET OOOOUUUUT."

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                      • runningamok

                        5/26/11 11:42 am (UTC)

                        

                        Arnaud shook his head and tried to hide the tremendous smile on his face. "She'll be pleased as punch."
                        
                        Then he looked to Cinna almost apologetically. "I'll escort him to the door," he offered. "I'm sure there are other things you want to attend to," he pointed to a group of freshmen entering. "Like checking tickets. That little one looks shifty."

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