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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• runningamok

  5/31/11 07:33 am (UTC)

  

  He grinned at Professor Morgendorfer and retrieved two glasses despite knowing Adelaide would protest. She was capable enough to get her own drink. He was enjoying the prospect of seeing her flustered at his very date-like behavior.
  
  "One punch for the lady," he said handing her one and taking a good swig from his own.

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  • loudandclose

    6/1/11 07:40 am (UTC)

    

    She rolled her eyes and took the drink. "Thanks, Casanova. You can stop it now."
    
    It had been cute to begin with, but now she felt she was being soundly mocked. So what if she preferred the idea of a gentleman to some douchebag who would just try and get in her pants and fuck her over? There was no reason to laugh about it. If it had been anyone else but Luka she'd have punched him in the face and stalked back to her room already.

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    • runningamok

      6/1/11 07:48 am (UTC)

      

      "I sense some displeasure," he said lightly. He didn't know if Rosa had any idea how his work was cut out for him. He ushered her toward a small table where they could talk away from prying ears. "Is it so hard to let me be a gentleman for an evening?"

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      • loudandclose

        6/1/11 08:13 am (UTC)

        

        Addy let herself be led away from the other students. "Yeah, this ironic romanticism bullshit is neither ironic nor romantic. But it's definitely bullshit, so at least you got that part down."

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        • runningamok

          6/1/11 08:23 am (UTC)

          

          "Was I being ironic?" he asked as if she'd know the answer. He plunked into a chair and took a good swig of his punch before he could elaborate. "How often is it that you're treated as a lady?" He didn't wait for the answer to this question. "My point is that prom's a special night. At least it's supposed to be. I thought I could treat you like a proper date, a proper lady, for one night without getting my balls nipped off. But if you'd like me to go on and act like the douchebags you're more commonly used to I can certainly do that instead."

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          • loudandclose

            6/1/11 08:30 am (UTC)

            

            "How about you act like... you? Nobody treats me like a lady, and this 'date' act is fucking weird." He was right about one thing though; she wasn't often treated like a lady. And she enjoyed it, but it just felt strange coming from him. She didn't want to think about him in that context, it would just make things uncomfortable.

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            • runningamok

              6/1/11 08:33 am (UTC)

              

              Oh this was going to be work. He leaned back a bit and looked at her for a moment. Sometimes girls couldn't decide what they wanted, or they said one thing and meant another. Usually he could tell from the look on their face. Addy's face didn't give away much.
              
              "If that's what you want," he replied with the tiniest shrug. "Shame though, because I was enjoying it."

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              • loudandclose

                6/1/11 08:41 am (UTC)

                

                She shook her head, finishing up her punch. "You're kind of a psychopath, you know that?" It definitely wasn't a compliment, but the way she said it hinted at some kind of admiration. She wished she could just turn on and become some charming freak of nature when it suited her.

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                • runningamok

                  6/1/11 08:44 am (UTC)

                  

                  He was willing to take it as a compliment, even if it wasn't. He twirled his punch glass in his hands before setting it on the table. He kicked her underneath the table because that was something he'd do normally and not something the gentleman psychopath would try. "Are you danced out?"

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                  • loudandclose

                    6/1/11 08:47 am (UTC)

                    

                    That was more like it. She grinned and kicked him back. "Never. But wouldn't you rather make out?" She teased, perfectly innocent look on her face.

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                    • runningamok

                      6/1/11 08:50 am (UTC)

                      

                      He offered her a frowning smirk in answer. Difficult women were on his list of least favorite things. Yet somehow Adelaide Legaux was among his favorite people. "I'm saving that for after prom," he said suggestively and ran the tip of his foot just slightly up her leg before kicking again, all with a dimply grin. "Fuck it, let's do some more shots."
                      
                      If she was going to make this a challenge he was going to get her wasted. That and he could use a drink himself.

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                      • loudandclose

                        6/1/11 09:05 am (UTC)

                        

                        She smirked back, and turned her back on the rest of the prom to offer a bigger shield from curious eyes. She almost never turned down a chance to drink, and now was no exception.
                        
                        Besides, he'd probably forget to play gentleman if he was wasted, and if not, she'd forget to be annoyed about it if she was wasted. Win-win. "Drink up, Luka. Ladies first, after all."

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