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

[hellionated]

See, there's what I want to hear. You want a drink? [ Meaning he'll just float a cup of it over to her. He is still definitely the least conspicuous person ever. ]

[klutziness]

I think I do. [She grabs the cup and takes a little sip.] Mm now it's got a kick.

[hellionated]

See? Definite improvement.

Hey, by the way. I like your dress.

[klutziness]

[Rikku grins, and gives a little twirl. Dem legs.]

Thanks. It's a big hit. [Gestures towards some poor freshman who are staring at her.]

[hellionated]

[ His grin is definitely appreciative. ]

They have good taste. They better lose it or Santo's gonna kill them. I wouldn't even blame him.

[klutziness]

[She's awful, and winks at the freshmen. The seem so embarrassed.]

Neither would I. But I could definitely handle them myself.

[hellionated]

[ Snerk. ] Yeah, but they'd probably enjoy that.

[klutziness]

That'd just make it better.