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Post by jonathanharris on Dec 24, 2009 0:05:55 GMT -5
"Aw..." Jonathan pretended to be crestfallen. "Not even a little tongue? It's Christmas, Kem, and I'm lonely and unloved." He raised a hand to cup Kemekin's chin in his index finger. "I'm like angst on legs. That's hot, right?"
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Post by Alex Meriweather on Dec 24, 2009 0:08:21 GMT -5
Alex laughed and hugged Hitomi back. "Nooo, he put me in a spot about that. He wanted to stay in his room all night if he had to wear a dress, but he's still here having fun socializing, somehow." He nodded towards where Hitoshi and Angel were talking.
He whispered something else to her softly, before her date came up, then nodded and looked up to him. "Hello. You must be... Joseph?"
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Nina Paem
Keme
Academy Junior: Mage
No object is so beautiful that, under certain conditions, it will not look ugly.
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Post by Nina Paem on Dec 24, 2009 0:12:51 GMT -5
Nina bit at Jonathan's finger, her teeth clicking millimeters away from his skin. She wasn't about to actually bite him, of course. She didn't know where those hands had been. "Sorry, but I'm selfish and quite unwilling to share my boytoy," she half-crooned. One corner of her mouth curled upwards and she offered the remaining peppermint bark to the taller boy. "Candy?"
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Post by Joseph "Peace" Emberlain on Dec 24, 2009 0:30:43 GMT -5
"Peace, thanks." He shook Alex's hand, much to the shorter boy's amusement.
"Hey, have you seen Rudy? I wanted to talk to him." He paused. "Actually, do you play an instrument?"
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Post by jonathanharris on Dec 24, 2009 0:35:58 GMT -5
Jonathan pulled his hand back sharply. "Why, Nina. That isn't the Christmas spirit at all. And the Christmas spirit says share." He snatched up the peppermint bark and smiled at the two. "Well, enjoy yourselves." Jonathan leaned forward and gave Kemekin a peck on the cheek before turning and vanishing into the crowd again.
That was fun...
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Kemekin Evans-Barros, Jr.
Keme
Academy Freshman: Were-Korean
No man is exempt from saying silly things; the mischief is to say them deliberately.
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Post by Kemekin Evans-Barros, Jr. on Dec 24, 2009 0:49:45 GMT -5
Kemekin jerked reflexively away from Jonathan and wiped his cheek on his sleeve with a grimace. The older male was lucky that he had moved away quickly-- a tingling sensation found its way into the tips of Kemekin's fingers, and Kemekin knew that taking away teh use of someone's legs in the middle of a christmas dance would not be appreciated. Even if it were Jonathan.
"Careful, Nina," he warned, lifting his hands off of her person and flexing them repeatedly, mentally reigning back his magic.
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Nina Paem
Keme
Academy Junior: Mage
No object is so beautiful that, under certain conditions, it will not look ugly.
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Post by Nina Paem on Dec 24, 2009 0:52:48 GMT -5
Nina frowned at the retreating Jonathan before returning her attention to Jaebi. "Do you need bleach?" she teased, eyeing his cheek. "Or a skin graph?"
At his warning, she pulled back slightly.
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Post by Hitoshi Gilespi on Dec 24, 2009 1:03:33 GMT -5
Hitoshi slid up beside Alex, taking Alex's hand in his gently. He glanced at his sister and her date. "Hitomi, Peace," he greeted.
He turned back toward Alex. "What did that creep want earlier, anyway?" he asked. "I saw him talking to you."
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Post by Alex Meriweather on Dec 24, 2009 1:09:40 GMT -5
"What did you want with that vampire?" He smiled conspiratorially at Hitoshi. "I'm not sure what Jonathan wanted had much to do with me, but we'll see."
"No, I don't. Why?" He replied to Peace.
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Post by Hitoshi Gilespi on Dec 24, 2009 1:34:12 GMT -5
"Giving him relationship advice, apparently," he replied dryly. "I take it Jonathan was doing the same?" Hitoshi peered at Jonathan across the dance floor. "Anything we should be worried about?"
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Post by Alex Meriweather on Dec 24, 2009 1:36:34 GMT -5
Alex laughed. "Actually, yeah. I don't know what he was trying to do, exactly- at first I thought he'd mistaken me for someone else, but he was being excessively nice for his reputation."
"I'm not sure, but..." he squeezed Hitoshi's hand. "I've had far too much sugar and excitement to want to let it go."
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Post by Hitoshi Gilespi on Dec 24, 2009 1:52:45 GMT -5
Hitoshi raised an eyebrow. "Should I ask? Jonathan being nice translates to 'Jonathan has something up his sleeve', unless he's had a good long visit with the Spirit of Christmas Past. "
Hitoshi glanced over at his sister, who looked too amused for her own good. He wasn't sure yet if he liked where this was going.
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Post by Angel Kapur on Dec 24, 2009 1:55:39 GMT -5
Angel stood there for several seconds, fury slowly cooling into... guilt. Well. He was still irritated at Hitoshi, but the boy had a point about his snake, at least. Kind of. Dick. Why should he care if anyone here cared about him? But...
Angel headed over towards Frog, who was currently raiding the refreshment table again. On his way, he noticed the thing that had crawled in lurking by the corner of said table, watching the light and the seer and a wolf and the pretty mage boy. Just what was it plotting, anyhow? It hadn't had much fun yet. Angel decided to plot a bit himself.
He walked over to the Frog and wrapped his arms around him. "Hi. Can we play?"
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Post by Alex Meriweather on Dec 24, 2009 1:57:56 GMT -5
"Specifically," Alex leaned in a bit, deliberately not looking in the direction Jonathan was, "he told me your boyfriend was looking for you. As I said, I initially thought he'd mistaken me for someone else. Any ideas?"
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Post by Frog on Dec 24, 2009 1:59:54 GMT -5
Frog tilted his head, dropped the pile of sweets back on the table. Most of them weren't very good anyway. Why couldn't the sparkly white one have made the food? He wasn't still angry about his sweets disappearing from the mess hall, was he...?
Frog grinned, leaning in to Angel and wrapping his arms around the other boy. "May-be," he sing-songed. "What kind of a game did you have in mind?"
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Post by Angel Kapur on Dec 24, 2009 2:20:13 GMT -5
...Ah, yes. That was the reason why the adorable little thing would always be superior. He should really ask questions like that more often.
"I want to play with the toy over there. Those annoying princes already got their marks into him; I want a turn. He wants to make a fool of others, I think, but he's bad at it. Perhaps we could..." he waited for Frog to finish the statement, hoping the snake would show his scales.
"And after that, your other pretty toy is over there." He gestured towards Ellie and squeezed Frog, nuzzling beneath his ear.
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Post by Hitoshi Gilespi on Dec 24, 2009 2:25:14 GMT -5
Hitoshi raised an eyebrow. What on earth...? "Make sure to tell him I'm not interested," Hitoshi replied blandly. "Jonathan's not my type."
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Post by Aritha Bianca Kairavi on Dec 24, 2009 3:37:16 GMT -5
Aritha was oblivious to the designs of Jonathan and Angel. Dancing with Rudeth had her complete and undivided attention... in part because she was having to protect her feet from his. He wasn't horrible... Zeph had used to be a far worse dancer until she'd given him lessons. But he did stumble more than a dance partner she was used to. And Rudeth was trying so hard she couldn't stand to let him know that he was not stepping on her feet because of her own movements.
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Valérian Mervielle-Dion
Kitty Kat
Hold me closer, tiny dancer~
'I am cute, wounded and unloved. Give me a hug and some hot chocolate.'
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Post by Valérian Mervielle-Dion on Dec 24, 2009 3:47:08 GMT -5
Valérian couldn't help but groan as the accursed mistletoe moved to hover over his head again. It stubbornly refused to move, and he lacked the magic to chase it away. "I'm not going to kiss anyone, so you might as well move on," he told the stupid thing irritably. He could have been grading papers right now. Not that it was his fault he was so behind... his notes had run out and his memories were still working on catching up after the nasty bump he'd accidentally gotten from Stephen, so he was having to do much more research than he probably had been expecting. Most of his classes weren't anywhere near what he could remember, anyway.
He waved a hand at the mistletoe, sighing heavily. "Shoo."
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Post by Tristan Gilespi on Dec 25, 2009 2:31:56 GMT -5
Tristan, who had until then been lurking not too far away from the punch bowl with his eyes fixed solidly on his niece's date, nearly dropped his glass at the sight in front of him.
"Hey! This is a school, not a dumpy movie theater!" he snapped, grabbing the purple-haired boy by the scruff of his neck and jerking him away. "Get away from the girl or--"
Tristen peered over at Angel's date, finally getting a decent look at the blond thing in the frilly dress.
Oh, for the love of...
Tristan released Angel's collar, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Just...try to keep it PG," he grumbled, walking the other way.
Tristan really, really hated the headmistress sometimes.
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Post by Angel Kapur on Dec 25, 2009 4:20:13 GMT -5
Angel snarled as something ripped him away from his snake, and turned to face it. He was about to hit the thing when he recognized the face of one of the teachers, and quickly thereafter, the teacher recognized... something. Angel was confused. He yanked me by the collar, and then just walked away? The fuck? Even his experience of humans didn't really help much- he got that it had something to do with Frog, and possibly to do with the fact that he mistook Frog for a girl.
In a moment, he had an interesting idea. He looked back at his date and grinned. "In fact, I think I have a lot of ideas."
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Post by Frog on Dec 25, 2009 4:42:12 GMT -5
Frog peered around Angel, watching the retreating teacher. What exactly had that been about?
Frog looked back up at Angel. He threw his arms around the other boy's middle out of sheer spite, sticking his tongue out at the professor.
"Hm?" Frog glanced up at Angel and grinned. "Do I get to know now, or is it a surprise?"
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Elliestraaeln Evans-Barros
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Beloved School Healer
So many things I'd say if only I were able; but I just keep quiet.
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Post by Elliestraaeln Evans-Barros on Dec 25, 2009 21:25:33 GMT -5
In the lull of conversation, Ellie found herself scanning the room once again. Kemekin was behaving himself-- that was both a surprise and a relief. She had yet to see Bolin and, thankfully, Scott. The memory of an ache crept into her abdomen and Ellie pushed it away with a small flare of magic.
Something Hoshi had said came to mind, then: "It must feel nice, knowing there are this many people willing to commit murder on your behalf...Must make a person feel terribly loved." Ellie smiled, a small chuckle bubbling up from her chest.
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Post by Hoshi Yogo on Dec 25, 2009 23:05:39 GMT -5
Hoshi smiled, glancing back at Ellie. "Enjoying yourself then?" he asked, resting his hand on her back.
She hadn't seen quite herself since the reappearance of Dr. Coretti. Though he wasn't entirely sure what he had done to Ellie, he knew that he was Ellie's ex-husband, and he knew that the man was completely vile.
"Don't worry about him," he said quietly. "He's not going to bother you here."
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Post by ianharris on Dec 26, 2009 18:06:42 GMT -5
After dancing for a while, Ian pulled away. "I'm getting tired." He said, looking over towards the refreshment table. "I think I'll grab something to drink. If that's alright with you?"
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