Valentine's Day Dance Entrance

[Sage Ersilia]

Sage was receiving compliment after compliment, and he tried to keep his blush to a minimum. However, hearing Reece’s words constantly refer to him as something similar to perfection was just too much. The glow around his body was beginning to flicker brighter and, accomplishing Reece’s motives, Sage walked into the auditorium with a newfound confidence. He had Reece beside him, so what could possibly go wrong?

The brunette nudged him and directed his eyes towards a girl dancing with a red-headed boy. Sage smiled when Reece addressed the girl as his sister, and he tried to examine the boy a bit better for the ‘overprotective big brother’s’ sake.

“Hmm…I’ve seen him around before, but his name escapes me…I believe he has a twin brother. That’s your sister? She’s really pretty, Reece”

Sage would have noticed the resemblance to Becca too, had he seen her, but fortunately Reece had done a good job of steering him out of sight and towards the refreshment table. A drink really did sound good right about then, since thanks to the blushing, the glowing of his body, and the body heat of all the people around them, it was really almost uncomfortably warm to the boy. Sage moved closer to the table and grabbed two cups, filling them both with punch and handing one to his date. The boy took a sip and smiled at the taste.

“This is the best punch I’ve ever tasted!”

He took another sip then before frowning at Reece’s sudden look of shock. He was standing there, frozen and gaping, and Sage felt concern kicking in. The blond followed his gaze towards Aracelli, and then back to Reece, his voice coming out quietly, almost inaudible under the loud booming of the music.

“Reece…is everything okay?”

[Taitum Marshall]

Taitum was pleased to have made progress so quickly with Aracelli. She was already obeying each and every rule he'd set out for her and he got the feeling that he more or less had her under his thumb which pleased him immensely. She mentioned she would do as he wished. Oh how he loved those words. Tonight, when they got home he'd be sure to make up for their distance from one another that evening. He just didn't want it all to explode in his face and he needed to be careful how he handled this stuation.

Taitum exited the car and followed her in glancing across her form as it swayed before him. This night would make him long for her even more. Taitum had never been much of a romantic. He wouldn't know the first things about romance. He also wasn't bothered about romance. He was supposed to be accepted for who he was. Besides, him and her Ex were two very very different people and if she really wanted romance wouldn't she be dating Reece instead of with Taitum?

When they made it to the entrance, Taitum noticed she was looking... His jaw snapped together and his teeth clenched. He quick grabbed her wrist and pulled her close to him tightening his grip somewhat.
"You're looking for him aren't you? I swear to God, you'll regret it if you embarress me tonight. He'll regret it if he helps you do such as well. Do you understand? "
He spoke softly and clearly before realizing what he was doing and quickly he let go.

"I don't want to get angry at you. Please don't make me angry. This is supposed to be a good night for us right? Do you want me to get us some punch? You wait here okay?"
Taitum moved away from her toward the punch bowl dodging youth as he went along. He really had to keep it together. He could not loose it now. He wouldn't lose her. Not to anyone. He'd fight to keep her.

[Reece Turner]

Reece's shoulder squared like a proud peacock when Sage mentioned that Lindsey was beautiful and he nodded slowly smiling in her direction.
"Yes, yes she is. She's gorgeous. His twin is..."
Reece's eyes scanned the crowd finally finding the other guy with none other then Charlie...
"With Charlie...? Good luck to the other twin. It's like Ying and Yang."
Chalie looked wonderful, Reece had to admit.

He remembered the night she'd pushed herself so tightly against him on the dance floor and that little body of hers.... The way it swayed. Both twins were really really lucky to have such gorgeous dates. As was he. His eyes turned to his radiate valentine and smiled softly.
"You really do light up the room don't you?"
Reece said softly before they reached the drinks table and took the cup that was offered.
"Thank you, handsome."
He almost whispered kindly.

Reece was then distracted and barely heard the appreciation of the punch and was instead distracted by Aracelli. He noticed the way Taitum grabbed her arm and narrowed his eyes at the two of them. He barely heard Sage ask him if he was okay. The moment Taitum moved their way he gently slipped an arm around Sage's shoulder and steered Sage toward Aracelli.
"I want you to meet someone. Come with me..."
Reece leaned in to whisper to Sage.

[Charlie Becketh]

Charlie smiled at Gabriel's reaction. She had been expecting such, judging by his appearance and demenour. She readied herself to retort, to say that he was being sexist, but then he offered her arm, and this appeased her. "it's no one's job really," she said said, taking his arm. At least he wasn't being a pig - not yet anyways.

It was strange, having someone take an interest in her. Some colour rose to her cheeks, but she didn't smile. "It's strange," she said politely, truthfully, "I can't feel much of anything, if I touch it or it touches me." Charlie wasn't sure what else to say about it, powers were something everyone here had and everyone here got used to.

"How about you and your brother? Is it like having a twin?" She asked, she poured herself her own cup of punch, and then handed the laddle to Gabriel so he could pour himself one too. She grinned a bit a took a sip, before frowning deeply. "It's not spiked," she said, just incase Gabriel would get excited, "it just hastes horrible." Charlie looked up at him, still holding her plastic cup carefully.

Nothing as exciting as a school dance.

[Kateri Rivera]

Normally, Kateri didn’t attend the Valentine’s Day dance. Wasn’t really her thing, she said. She didn’t like being reminded of being single. She didn’t like being reminded of being a widow. She had as many excuses as Santa had—theoretically—lumps of coal (the real reason was that Kateri didn’t like pink, thought the holiday was silly, and didn’t even offer an opportunity to get drunk, which was the only purpose of holidays other than Easter and Christmas). But this time she’d said to hell with it. Janice was now seeing Mason—which made her grin, because she had so many wonderful opportunities to tease both of them—and Neil had called to bug her about getting out. So she’d signed up for the matchmaker service, had thrown her hands into the air and let fate decide.

And fate had decided to put her with Terrowin. Kateri liked Terrowin. He was a very good friend, and although this wasn’t the date her brother had probably had in mind, it was a hell of a lot better than being set up with someone she didn’t know. He was, however, slightly crazy. When he’d first brought up the topic of doing something ridiculous, she’d given him a Look. But then she’d decided…why not? Who was she dressing up to impress? Not her date, not the students, not anyone. So might as well have some fun with it. They’d settled on Lady Gaga and then, at last, as her skeleton and skull date look. Okay, so it was more Halloween than Valentine’s, but it wasn’t pink, it wasn’t sappy, and it gave Kateri the excuse to avoid heels and dresses and makeup that was supposed to make her look good (Kateri had nothing against femininity. But it was hellishly hard to chase down punch spikers in heels and the sweat never helped matters).

So she’d found a suit, had went to a friend of hers to have it fitted, and then had done up the makeup with great care. On Kandi’s advice, she didn’t dye her hair but bought a wig, and after eyeing herself in the mirror, hands on her hips, laughed outright and strolled out the door. She slipped into the dance without many people noticing—an advantage of being short—spotted Ter, and grinned, sneaking up behind him and grabbing his shoulders. “Boo!”

The Irishwoman grinned at him as a sort of apology as she came to stand next to him. “You look…sexy. Who would have thought you would look good as a skull? What have we got?” Well, she was here as a chaperone. And she took her work pretty seriously.

[Gabriel & Uriel Raines]

Uriel smiled brightly as Lindsey complimented his suit, and couldn't help but laugh as she asked to steal his line. "Oh, please - the more you use it, the happier I'll be." He promised with a smile. When she mentioned her sister having taken the car, Uriel sighed.

"Well. If she ditches you for home again, Gabriel and I can definitely get you home." He promised, and as if to affirm it, offered her his pink. "Pinky promise." There was a grin there, but he did mean it - it was outrageously impolite to allow a lady to walk anywhere alone, especially when it was both dark and chilly outside.

As she asked if he danced, his face lit up. "Well, this sort of is a dance, yeah? So let's go!" He said, offering her his hand, and leading her out onto the dance floor. It didn't matter how many people were on the floor - two or eight hundred. The twins had both learned to dance at young ages, and practiced on the regular at their parents' parties. Whether Lindsey could dance or not - and he figured she could - he could lead well enough to help her out. But again, he figured she could, as he gave her a quick spin to start off the night.

[Lani Hunter]

Lani was glad he was able to scrape up something nice enough to wear to the dance. He was glad he had asked Adrianna to the dance, although the more he thought about it the more nervous he was. She would undoubtedly want to dance and he would oblige her but this was different than being at a club. He knew people here and his terribly dancing would soon become know to everyone at Hammel. Perhaps he could convince her if would be more fun to hang out around the punch bowl. He tried to fix his tie and finally with a little gruff of annoyance tossed it off. He was hoping he wasn't running too late. He ruffled up his hair in the mirror and then made a vain effort to smooth it. When he did he smiled a little glad it had decided to obey him for once. It was in just the right level of organized disorder. He was feeling a little overdone in his slacks and long-sleeve button up that he decided to go without the jacket and just have the black vest over his shirt.

He had gotten a corsage and snagged it out of the mini-fridge and set it on his desk so he wouldn't forget it. He hopped a little as he pulled on his dress shoes and caught himself on the wall as his balance failed him momentarily. He checked the time and swore, of course he was late. He only hoped Adrianna hadn't been waiting long. He went to the door and as it closed he pushed it back open dashing to his desk and snatching up the corsage. He arrived faster than he through he would. He looked around for Adrianna. As he did so he caught sight of Sage and his cousin, his roommates and a few others. He grinned as he caught sight of Cassie, she looked like she should be in a pastry shop, she looked so cute. He waved a little and resolved to go say hi as soon as he found Adrianna. He caught sight of Taitum and made a mental note to avoid him. He wasn't quite sure how to feel about the man, on one hand he seemed to be genuinely concerned for Lani's well being and on the other he seemed constantly annoyed with him.

He glanced around and propped himself up agaisnt the wall to wait for Adrianna. He bit his tongue demanding it behave tonight and not waggle when it shouldn't. He ran a hand through his hair and fretted. He hoped he wasn't so late that she had left or become angry with him. He shook his head and forced himself to be calm.

[Adrianna Carstyn]

The dance was being held in the auditorium. It was a formal dance, girls in dresses, guys in nice suits. Adrian had ditched out on the dance every year before because she had no desire of going. Easily, she could have gotten a date, but she wasn't a fan of the holiday the dance was celebrating. It was a Hallmark Holiday and she saw no point to it. In her opinion, it should just be forgotten, if not Valentine's Day, then definitely that stupid Sweetest's Day or whatever it was.

This dance was an exception. She had no intention of going prior to hanging out with the boy who'd asked her. When he asked, she just couldn't say no to the adorably hopeful look on his face. Adri knew he wasn't one for school dances either, so she planned on making it worth while for both of them. And if it sucked, she could always ask if he wanted to go somewhere else. She wouldn't mind just hanging out with him alone. Not in the slightest.

But she had to try. She'd already bought the dress. Her hair was pulled back in an intricate braid with sparkles mixed in lightly. She had debated on what jewelery to wear and decided on heart earrings and a pink bracelet. Lastly, she put on the heart necklace that Craven had given her. She didn't know why she still wore it, but it had become a part of her daily wardrobe. It still symbolized their friendship, at least to her. She didn't expect him to wear the matching one, after all it was just to get her to forgive him. Still, her neck felt naked without it.

She finished getting ready and made her way to the auditorium where they agreed to meet. In all honesty, she was pretty nervous. The club hangout had been fun, but she wasn't sure if it was still like that. He could have thought about it and realized she wasn't as great as he originally thought. And she knew Craven and Gia would be there. How would Craven react to Lani? She hoped he wouldn't be angry, but with him, she could never be sure. Her hand brushed the necklace lightly and she sighed. She was definitely looking forward to seeing the dress that Gia picked out though, surely she'd look like a runway model who just stepped off the catwalk. Adrian claims that she's not jealous, she admires Gia's beauty, she just wishes she could be that pretty.

The auditorium entrance came into view and she smiled when she looked at all of the decorations. She was late, fashionably so, but still it worried her that he might have thought she was ditching him. She hurried through the entrance and looked around for him. When she spotted him, her eyes widened. The boy cleaned up nice. He looked a little uncomfortable in his dressy clothes, but that was to be expected for most guys attending the dance. He looked older, much more mature, but she could still see a hint of the recklessness in his eyes. Her relief that he was there nearly overwhelmed her. She hadn't believed he'd really be there waiting for her, but she was glad he was.

Adrianna had to keep her pace slow so she didn't run and face plant in the process of going to see him. She finally made her way to him and her smile brightened. No longer able to resist, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him, "You came!" She stopped and frowned to herself, "I mean of course you came, what I meant to say was you look great." She pulled back and smiled wider.

[Gabriel & Uriel Raines]

"No one's job, of course, but it is the chivalrous thing to do." Gabriel said with a smirk. Not chivalry like guys holding the door open for ladies. Chivalry from the time of knights and King Arthur - loyalty to your God, your lord, and your lady. Fighting for her. Appeasing her. That was the chivalry the twins had learned.

Not some stupid ideal that women needed men to survive, that women needed men to open the door, that men were the stronger gender. But instead, an ideal that men should fight for things they love - as should women.

At her explanation of her skill, he nodded, smiling. "Wow, that's actually really cool. I mean.. I could see it getting annoying easily, but it's really interesting." Gabriel was nerding out over it as he poured him the punch, laughing when she said it was horrible. "Horrid punch?! Well then, my night is complete!" He laughed, taking a drink and making a face. "Eugh. It's awful. Very cheap and.. it's got a texture?" Drinks shouldn't have texture. This was strange, but he just shook his head and took another sip.

When Charlie asked if it was just like having a twin, Gabriel couldn't stop from smiling. "No. I mean, yes.. but.. for example, I can tell you everything he's thinking right now. He knows we're having this conversation. I can hear everything he and Lindsey are saying, I can all but feel them dancing together." That wasn't a good explanation. In fact, it just sounded weird.

"Think if you were just one person. Which you are. But now, imagine you're one person.. split between two bodies." He said, making little hand gestures and everything. "It's hard to explain." He said with a laugh and a grin, reaching a hand up to scratch his head thoughtfully.

[Samuel Rixon]

Sammy couldn’t say no to Levi. Ever. So when his friend had bribed asked him to help with picking up Evan, he’d been glad to help. Even better, Spencer hadn’t minded him being late, which was a plus. At least he had an excuse for being late that wasn’t ‘I slept in’, or ‘I forgot what time it was.’

And Levi had come up with good ideas, hence the roses.

He was still thrilled to have Spencer on his arm as his legitimate date. Hell, legitimate girlfriend. At least, he was pretty sure. They hadn’t really declared anything, but he spent nearly all his free time with her, if he wasn’t with Vincent. (And she seemed pretty okay with that too, given the recent events with Vincent, even if the end results of his cheer up efforts had ended... badly.)

The pyro shifted his arm over her shoulders, looking out across the dance floor. He recognized a lot of students. So this was what it was like to attend a dance un-impaired. Check.

“Yeah? I’m awesome, I know.” He grinned, referring mostly to the fact he’d helped Levi. Unlike his best friend, he didn’t have an ego the size of a continent. “What do you wanna do, babe? We could drink, or go find Manson, or Levi. They have to be here somewhere.” Yes, he routinely exposes Spencer to Vincent. What could possibly be wrong with that?

[Charlie Becketh]

Charlie hadn't noticed before, but Reece was at the dance as well. How perfect. He had been giving her free dance lessons and had given her a bouquet of roses for Christmas, yet, what did that all mean? It was something more complicated than she wanted in her life, least of all from a dance partner. And yet, she was also seismically happy that Spencer hadn't shown up. This type of thing didn't seem like his cup of tea, though if he had known she would be here...

She hadn't been ignoring her date though, not completely. Charlie grinned at the boy, it was a challenging grin. "I thought chivalry was dead," she stated. Perhaps he could explain further? If not, she wouldn't be surprised. The last time anyone had done something nice for her was... Well, what could count as nice anyways? Appeasing Charlie would be like trying to tame a dragon. But if anyone knew anything about fighting, it was her.

Charlie's face perked up into a grin as he tried the punch anyways, and then finished off what he had taken. Waste not what not. She set down her nearly full cup and sighed. "A texture that isn’t very filling," she said, obviously dissatisfied. It wasn't as though she had starved herself to fit into the dress she was wearing, but it was still annoying to be at a social gathering without any nourishment.

She listened carefully as he explained his power, which seemed much more interesting than her own, which seemed rather useless in comparison with others here at Hammel. "Well I hope they’re having just as much, fun," she only hesitated because the word sounded strange coming from her own mouth. And before he thought she was flirting with him, because she definitely wasn't, she added, "I'’s also a little creepy and invasive. No privacy."

Unable to understand what he was trying to explain between him and his brother, Charlie simply smirked and watched him carefully. His body movements were relaxed – he must've done this all the time. "You're not making any sense" she said, but it was meant in good humour. And then a more dismal thought occurred. "So if one should exist without the other... Is that even possible?" She asked. Hopefully more questions meant less dancing.

[Isaac Tilford]

The senior's cheeks were growing redder as Isaac's date complimented him. He tried to look good for this, but he really wasn't expecting that anyone would show up in a dress as...revealing as Aphrodite's. "Oh, uh. Thanks. So do you. Good wow. Just...wow." He blushed harder when he realized how creepy that probably sounded. "You look stunning." When he didn't know what else to do, he tried the charm. Hopefully it would work.

"You're not lame, I'm sure." Isaac let her pin the boutineer on, then shrugged. "I didn't realize you were going to get that, or I would have gotten you flowers. I'm sorry." So it turns out he was the lame date. "Do you want to dance? I'm not great at it, but I like to." He held out his arm to his date, hoping she'd take it so he could guide her out onto the floor.

[Ella Tate]

Had she looked at Brendan a moment sooner, Ella would have questioned the sudden physical contact but as it were, she was just entertained by the hand that was much too close to her butt. "God, why would you volunteer? Your girlfriend didn't put out tonight?" Ella asked, not actually knowing Brendan's relationship status.

Ella turned at the change in his voice and barked out a laughter. "Yeah, you have." Just as he had hoped, the lick did turn Ella's attention to his lips. Surprisingly, she had a lot more self-control tonight than she thought so she moved her sights back to the group of teenagers awkwardly moving around their dates.

"Back to my question. Why in the hell would you volunteer to chaperone a kid's dance? I mean, unless you actually have a...Brendan, do you have a kid here?" Ella teased, meaning nothing by it at all.

[Terrowin Guthrie]

So far, Terrowin wasn't noticing anything getting too out of hand. He was keeping his eye on Vin and Fifi, who were showing very obvious displays of sexual frustration, but he was letting it slide - Brendan James was nearby, and if anything got out of control, Terrowin was sure he'd take care of it. He nodded to the Raines brothers as they passed, grinning at their jokes about his costume. "Oi, it took me an hour tae get this stupid skull right!" he called after them. A moment later, he heard a 'boo!' as two hands clasped onto his shoulders. He pretended to flinch, uttering a cry of despair as he did so.

"Ach, get back, demon woman!" he greeted cheerfully. "No one should be allowed tae look that hot as a dead body," he grinned, bowing in respect to her own comment. "Bein' sexy is all in a day's work fer me, but ye already know that." The flirtatious talk came naturally; they had been a little more than friends in the past, nothing more than friends with benefits, but hey, he thought, they were both young and attractive - why not? He had to admit, he missed her flame-red hair, but no one could have pulled the look off better. She was just a ton of gorgeous in a fun-sized package.

"Nothin' gettin' outta hand so far... Well, unless ye count hands on asses as 'outta hand'," he chuckled. "Oi'll do some rounds in a bit. In the meantime, why don't we take advantage of this dance and get our ridiculously costumed bodies out onto the dance floor?" he winked. Sure, he was supposed to be keeping an eye on things, but hey - they would be closer to the action there!

[Brendan James]

Pretending to scan the crowd, Brendan was actually looking for Vin to see his reaction. Maybe even quirk his eyebrow at the boy. In an attempt to say, ‘two can play at this game’. And he would. As far as Vin would be willing to go, Bren would always try to top him. Except for when starting obviously. Bren was hoping that if his boyfriend saw he wasn’t going to simply stand by as he groped Fifi, that everything would come to a stop. Obviously, the two still have much to learn about one another.

With a chuckle, Bren shook his head. “Please Ella… You think one woman could handle this?” Gesturing his hand along his body as he said it. It was kind of a trick he’d picked up in college. To challenge a woman, but not directly. Basically saying she couldn’t handle him even if she wanted to. “No girlfriend for me. And not anybody looking to put out.” And another cocky smirk. “Yet.” Of course he didn’t mean her. Vin and Bren were most likely going home together. But with how they were each behaving, who knew at this point. He of course left that out. Let her think what she will of that ‘yet’.

He followed her eyes out to the sea of (mostly) awkward teenagers, this time completely overlooking Vin and Fifi. His main focus being to not look at them too much. He could not draw attention to himself. And I wish he had Ella’s control. On occasion, Bren had the ability to control his behavior and urges. But as long as Vin was there with Fifi, the chances of that happening was slim to none.

… Laugh. Laugh at her joke. It was obviously a joke, right? Either way, he did just that. Laughed. She didn’t know. Ella probably meant a kid as in his own. Like he was a father… Right? The only one who knew was Fifi. “Oh god no!” He said shaking in his head. “Please? Can you imagine? If I had a kid, they’d be so screwed.” Looking over her head, his eyes still stayed relaxed, even if internally he was freaking out.

Change of the subject. That would definitely calm his concerns. “So Ella…” He said bumping his hip lightly against hers, a classic carefree Brendan smile on his face. “Where is your date? Or am I free to claim you as my own for the evening?”