A Night in West Egg

[professorlionface]

WHO: EVERYBODY OF ALL AGES
WHERE: The Xavier Institute
WHEN: The night of June 16th, all night!
WARNINGS: Who can really tell anymore? Probable language. Possible violence. Copious dancing.
SUMMARY: PROM PROM PROM PROM PROM PROM PROM
FORMAT: OPEN

The guests into an auditorium transformed. Through the magic of papier mache, the room has been decked out like a speakeasy, the refreshments laid out on a very makeshift bar that will not stock alcohol as long as they can prevent it. The whole room is cast with a cool blue light, and a jazz band's been hired to take the stage for an hour before leaving the rest of the evening to the DJ.

It was time to get this party started.

quick-links!
DANCE FLOOR
REFRESHMENTS
SIDELINES
OUTSIDE

Comments

[solidorkable]

(larsa notices his friend from the corner before making his way over to him. he harbored the secret joy of talking to damian, regardless of how the conversations go.)

Damian! What a pleasant surprise.

[glowsferatu]

[ kanaya has had a bit too much punch by the time she wanders over to greet her, swaying a little as her glow flickers in and out ]

Donnnna! I hope you're...enjoying yourself.

[ -hic!- ]

[sweetvalleygirl]

[She takes his arm, oh so eagerly.]

He disappeared somewhere. He barely even agreed to come in the first place.

[All the disappointment.]

[hellionated]

[ Crap that is not what he meant.

Now what. ]

No, I was just...making conversation, Professor. Cause the dancing part is the whole point of this, right?

[ Which definitely explains why he's here by the punch and not dancing. Yep. ]

[hellionated]

[ Yeah, just give him a second while he kisses her.

He doesn't really register what she said until after, and then he just smirks. ]

Don't worry. I already took care of that. No one deserves to go home from this sober.

Do you want to dance?

[hellionated]

Exactly.

[ Still...eyeing. ]

That's not burning your throat, right? Because if it is, that's a human custom too.

[radiantly]

Dancing is more for the students. [Awkwardly:] Besides, Pietro doesn't want to dance.

[gevurah]

Smart move. [ She chuckles a bit. ] And I hope the kids are smart enough not to try, not with some ten year-old dates around.

[recurve]

We got them at a costume shop.

[gevurah]

[ HEH... ]

Well, the Porter seems keen on teenagers, too. If it's not Gothamites then it's kids...

[recurve]

At least we're not alone.

[xuffasch]

I think you're confused on the meaning of that word.

_{( Says the kid adjusting his fedora. )}

[xuffasch]

It's a suitably imposing position. I wouldn't mind it.

[xuffasch]

_{( He waves an idle hand. )}

I accompany a friend of mine every year. As a favor.

[xuffasch]

Oh, it's you.

_{( That statement isn't as full of judgment as it might have been. )}

You go here, don't you?

[inspirefear]

And I think that you don't know how to appreciate a good mustache when you see one.

[ Even if it's fake. ]

[unetrustworthy]

A favor? [She finds his choice of words curious] So you are not here because you want to be.

[aliveandticking]

Well look at the pot calling the kettle black! All you even do is meddle and fuss.

[aliveandticking]

A little, maybe? Alternian food can be pretty intense, so I don't usually question what human food tastes like. You're being awfully concerned this evening!

open!

[conflagrations]

[ johnny's got punch, and he's just hanging out alongside the dance floor, waiting for the opportune moment to drag his girlfrand out to dance. ]

[borntobewildcat]

[Tom isn't so sure that Ggio doesn't care, but regardless of whether he does or not, Ggio brings up a good point. What was he going to do from now on? Was he going to stay in the bar? Just stay with Tom from now on?]

Well... Uh... What do you want to do?

[webline]

[ i am not linking that dress again YOU CANT MAKE ME anyways girlfrands gonna be sliding up next to him after a moment, grabbing his hand. ]

Hey.

[ boyfrand u//u ]

[sweetvalleygirl]

[j dubbz flutters up to johnny, clearly showing off in her pretty prom dress.]

Hi, Johnny!

[gevurah]

I'd rather you were all at home. Your homes.

[recurve]

[Kate just smiles at him, waving as she does. She's not scared of you, Alex. She knows she's safe from his wrath for the time being.]

Dance! Dance!