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.

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Comments

[sweetvalleygirl]

Right now. [Evil smirk.] You could've told me I was wrong.

[fabricates]

You're the one insinuating I did it only for my own good!

I'm not going to stand here and take your verbal assault on my character without defending myself. Which is apparently what you want me to do!

[glowsferatu]

You asked what possible benefit you could have gained from it! But if the detriments of avoiding it had outweighed these, would you honestly have continued with it?

There is a difference between the attack you expect and the simple honest disclosure I have offered. It is only an attack because you are uncomfortable with the traits being denoted.

[webline]

[ aaand throwing it back ]

Now you're imagining things.

[webline]

[ jess meanwhile... is not so confident. she looks definitely really awkward but is just going to grab at his hands because she has no idea what to do help. ]

[wind_dancer]

Not before I take a photograph. [If he wins this is an event that needs recorded okay for those embarrassing moments when stories are shared with people.

She laughs.]

Not really, I'm not the biggest fan of popularity contests. I will keep the crown if I do win.

[incywincyhero]

No, but I did forget what we were talking about. [He drains his punch and considerately stuffs the napkin in to sop up the last dregs before throwing it at her head.]

[crab]

That's Alternian for your existence makes me want to puke. Shockingly, languages not your own actually exist! Who would have fucking guessed.

[incywincyhero]

[He shrugs underneath Hank's hand, though not enough to dislodge it.] Kind of a bombshell to drop on someone after two years -- or more than ten -- of knowing them, though.

[professorlionface]

[Ten years? That doesn't make any sense at all! How big a thing could it possibly be that he's forgetting? If he was embarrassed before, well, it's far worse now.

The kind of "there is no way I can actually say I forgot" kind of forgetting.] Yes, well...you know, these days do happen from time to time. You can't be expected to disclose everything about yourself to a person when you're not comfortable.

[incywincyhero]

[Now the little voice in Peter's head says, Now wait just one second, here... Hank's always been pretty easy-going, but this level of equanimity seems a mite off.] I thought you'd be at least a little bit upset, even if you understood where I was coming from. I mean, I led you around by the nose for months on end, that's gotta grate on you a little.

[hellionated]

See, Karkat. Shit like this is why the only person putting up with your shit is Kanaya.

[hellionated]

Did you bring a camera with you? [ He leans back a little, raising an eyebrow and running his eyes over her dress again. Because looking for a camera is definitely the only reason to do that, yep. ] I can’t see where you’re hiding it. [ Smirking. ] Do I get to search?

[batmantled]

[ He... just stares. For a few long, halfway disbelieving seconds. Then he tilts his head back and laughs. ]

Okay, score one for team out-of-towner.

[professorlionface]

[Oh my god, how serious was this revelation? How in the world could he forget it? Just what was Peter hiding from him?]

A little, sure, I mean how couldn't it? But I...I wouldn't want it to stand in the way of our friendship...?

[He definitely sounds less certain now.]

[fabricates]

It was my job, Kanaya. Not all of us could have nice lusii to coddle us. You wouldn't have lasted a day in my shoes. So quit acting like you're better than me, because you're not.

This is definitely an attack on me, cut the crap.

[dupable]

[ Woah! John is stopping and checking those out. He's never seen them in person. ]

That's really neat! You're kind of like an angel, huh?

[solidorkable]

Do not be too concerned, it is a simple boxstep. (1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, 1, 2- whoops. he's a little awkward because he's so short.)

[dupable]

Pff, it's not standing up if you already came with him. It's just kind of confusing if you left without telling him, because then he'd spend all this time looking for someone that wasn't even here.

... Probably.

[dupable]

[ There's no way he doesn't look sillier, but he also looks pretty amused that Vriska is making up her own as well. There's no way that they're not getting a few looks here and there. ]

Yeah! You got it now!

[fabricates]

[Vriska doesn't want think about people staring, because she'll definitely lose her nerve to be dumb and silly.

She grins at him, scrunching her nose.]

Yeah, it's pretty easy when I'm not listening to crappy instructions!

[glowsferatu]

I seem to recall a certain individual expressing a desire to have been so "coddled" as opposed to the position she was instead assigned.

I somehow doubt you would have gracefully met the duties prescribed therein.

[sweetvalleygirl]

Hahaha, yeah! Go me!

[Jessica laughs too, but her expression quickly goes serious again.]

Don't worry about me telling. I know lots of people's secret identities but I never tell them to anybody.

[culver]

[A slight blush makes its way to her face, and she shrugs a little. Nill had given up correcting people a long time ago. She was just a regular person who happened to have wings.]

[incywincyhero]

[And yet it's that very uncertainty which reassures Peter, putting him back in the familiar territory of post-confession awkwardness.]

Believe me, you have no idea how much I appreciate that. I mean, it's been -- we've always gotten along pretty well, I think, but it's been good getting to know you better here, Hank.