A SAVAGE LAND FOR A SAVAGE NIGHT

[professorlionface]

WHO: EVERYONE OF ALL AGES
WHERE: The Xavier Institute
WHEN: June 15th, early evening to all night long!
WARNINGS: Who knows! Language is likely, violence is possible, dancing is mandatory.
SUMMARY: prom night prom night gotta get down on prom night
FORMAT: MINGLE

As you enter through the doors of the Danger Room, the sound of cicadas chirping clues you into your arrival to a tropical paradise. Red and orange lights show a room transformed, vines all along the walls and trees that seem to reach the beyond the ceiling. There's no doubt now, you're deep in the heart of the jungle. You can almost feel the heat of a distant volcano, the humidity wafting in from a river just outside, but that's only your imagination. Luckily, someone had the foresight to bring an exterminator into this jungle beforehand, as there isn't a bug in sight.

Fierce papier mache dinosaurs look down on your throughout the room, some perhaps planning their next meal, others regarding the intruders to their home with something not unlike fear. From the stage, the gleaming jaws of a downed Tyrannosaurus look on at the partiers, hungry even in its taxidermied stated.

But there's one ornament that stands above them all: the mirrored surface of what appears to be a pterodactyl man, reflecting the lights all across the room in ways most disco balls only wish they could.

Welcome to the Savage Land. Hope you survive the experience!

quick links!
DANCE FLOOR
REFRESHMENTS
SIDELINES
OUTSIDE

Comments

[glowsferatu]

It might be best if we just-- [ she tries to gesture toward the punchbowl, but with the wrong arm, pointing in the wrong direction. it ends up just flapping about uselessly at her side. ]

...You know. [ get off the dancefloor, she means. she looks around, suddenly painfully aware of everyone else around them, but most of them seem too caught up in the dancing to pay the two of them any mind.

the most honest part of her is jealous, but it's buried under too much panic to notice. ]

[nitidus]

- A drink? A drink. We should get drinks, shouldn't we?

[Smooth. Should they get drinks? Should they keep dancing? Rose has no idea. Slow dancing seems like it might be too intimate for her to really take right now. ]

[glowsferatu]

That! [ she finally manages to point, this time right at rose. all it takes is someone giving her a direction to react to, one that doesn't involve slow dancing and being honest with herself. ] What you just said. That is definitely the thing we should be doing!

[nitidus]

Yes! We should get some drinks.

[Rose tries to back up and sort of stumbles on her dress. This is terrible. ]

[glowsferatu]

[ kanaya's quick in moving to catch her, taking her hand to hold her steady. ]

Here, let me help. We can't...get drinks if we can't manage at least to walk first.

[nitidus]

Kanaya, I think I just very nearly fell on my ass.

[She did. She squeezes Kanaya's hand lifts her dress with the other. ] Alright. Yes, okay, drinks. Let's walk.

[glowsferatu]

[ falling, walking, drinks, those are things to focus on. they can leave dancing behind entirely. ]

And yet you never once came close to stepping on my foot. [ that is not leaving dancing behind, kanaya. ]

[nitidus]

Not this time, at least.

[They are still on the dancefloor. Unchained Melody is still playing; Rose feels a little giddy from the flustered way her hearts thumping away in her chest. ]

[glowsferatu]

And probably never, either.

[ she gives her a soft smile, looking deep in her eyes. overwrought phrases fill her mind, something ridiculous about "being lost in pools of lavender". the music swells, and she's pulled back by it. as her heart clenches, she turns to look away, her face turning a pale shade of green.

she mutters to herself: ] We absolutely must get out of here.

[nitidus]

[Rose gives a weak tug and begins the task of walking. On step in front of the other; she makes it happen. For a long moment, back there, she thought maybe Kanaya was going to kiss her. Right in the middle of the dancefloor.

Rose needs a drink. She needs five drinks. Maybe all of them water. Maybe she can pour one of them over herself to cool her heated face down. ]

We were getting a drink, weren't we? Of course we were.

[glowsferatu]

[ kanaya hopes to her core that someone has spiked the punch, she regrets being sober tonight so deeply. never again will she set foot on the dancefloor tonight, not with rose. the temptation's too strong, and she has to keep her resolve. ]

Yes, drinks! Maybe...I can get drinks for us while you wait. You know. Somewhere. [ maybe asking her out tonight was a mistake. maybe things are getting too real. ]

[nitidus]

Oh - uhm. Yes okay.

[Rose is hesitant to stop walking. What if they end up stuck again? Awkwardly lingering on the edge of the dancefloor, staring even more awkwardly into one-another's eyes.

She keeps walking. ]

Perhaps, while you get the drinks, I will get us some snacks.

[glowsferatu]

That sounds...great. Perfectly great. And once we're finished [ cooling off, freaking out, etc. ] we can rendezvous, uh. Somewhere else.

[ she turns about to look around, still walking, not about to miss a step for the world. she finds a spot against the wall that seems in plain enough view and with enough people nearby to reduce any temptation. she wastes no time in pointing. ]

Over there!

[nitidus]

[Rose nods and - hesitates. Hesitates for about the six millionth time and then she nods again, reluctantly pulling herself away from Kanaya. ]

I - well. I'll see you soon?

[Possibly the lamest thing to say when she's only getting punch. But, irregardless - Rose leaves her and heads towards the designated waiting point. To wait. ]

[glowsferatu]

Of course! I'll be just a minute. [ or five, or however many it'll take.

she takes her own leave, heading on to the punchbowl and whatever may await her there. she's sorry that you'll never get that drink, rose. ]