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

woah sorry this took so long I HAD TO THINK ABOUT HIS DANCING...

[adventureboner]

((He starts off well. He's SEEN it in the movies: Jake's good at mimicking that sort of stuff, naturally better at doing. So up her hand goes, and he gently twirls her around, a part of him hoping to impress her (as he likes to impress people.) The gap between them widens as he moves away from her, half hoping she would twirl into him at th --OH FUCK

And there he goes, one shitty misstep and he's on his ass. He knows better to let go of Nill's hand when it happens, so hopefully for them she has the same sense.))

totally worth it

[culver]

[It surprises Nill a little bit that Jake can dance. And impresses her. She twirls happily, glad that her dress stays out of the way so she doesn't trip over herself as she does. It's nice, she thinks. Jake is taller than her, at least, which makes this all easier.

And then he's falling, tugging her arm, and she's not totally sure what's happening. But she instinctively braces herself, wings flaring, and instead of letting go tries to save him from falling. This is likely not a good idea. Nill's stance wobbles and within a moment she is on her way down herself.]

[adventureboner]

((perfect AW HELL NO. What's he supposed to do when the little lady won't let go herself?! Jake drags Nill over him. Those immediately near them turn, and if this isn't the most talked about scandal in school for the next week, I'm changing my name to Alfendi.

So there's that moment, Jake on his ass with Nill just a little too close to him, and in some echo of his mind he vaguely recalls this happening in a movie once. There's not too much else going on in that noggin of his, even with his cheeks blazing like wild fire. WHAY. DOES HE EVEN DO?? Jake's frozen in place, at least for a moment. Nill. Close. G i r l.))

[culver]

[Nill realizes she starts falling that this is not going to end well. She doesn't really mind getting the dress a little dirty by falling on the floor--she's more worried about possibly hurting Jake while falling. So she throws her free arm out in an attempt to brace herself, and is partly successful. That counts for something, right?

There is a long, long three-second pause where she doesn't do anything, just looks down at Jake with those big blue eyes and stares. Then her brow creases, and:]

I am so sorry! Are you alright?

[adventureboner]

((He nods quickly in response as a startled feeling wells up in his gut. He wasn't sure she could hear him with the music playing, but he heard her clear as day at least. Maybe he didn't mind that? Even despite that, he stands, helping her up in turn. ))

Guess I'm something of muckworm out here!! ((He half shouts, the music a bit loud and quieting. He gives a backwards smile, eyebrows rising. Jesus, and he's still got her hand, too, doesn't he? ))

[culver]

[Getting up in this dress is a little difficult, but with his help she manages. Her wings are a little ruffled and the gown itself no worse for wear, so no permanent damage has been done. And hey, the contact is convenient given her power, but also sort of nice. She isn't used to feeling embarrassed, so it's nice to have someone right there with her, selfish as it seems.

She gives his hand a gentle squeeze.]

I was not much better.