Log; Ongoing (Prom Night)

[mechanicalmice.livejournal.com]

When; May 19 (evening)
Rating; Please keep anything above an R to a minimum!
Characters; Open.
Summary; It's Prom Night and the theme is Firefly. Expect glowy strung lights and a warm color palette of yellows and golds! The goodship Serenity will be providing a laser show and music as well. Prom Queen and Prom King will be announced at 5pm PST (that's 8pm EST), as you can see from the poll, that means Rue and Mytho! Main events, including crowning, buffet, and music are in the Square, but dates are free to wander into Xanadu which is also decorated with actual fireflies.
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[ooc: If you don't want other characters coming into threads remember to privatize your subject lines. Other than that be good and have fun ♥]

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[hercount.livejournal.com]

Stars reflected from the mirrored finish of the limousine's paint as it rounded the bend and pulled into the drive before the luminous gathering. The chauffer leapt out and scurried to open the door. Vlad stepped out, ebon hair worn longish, and posessing the queer curiosity of absorbing light rather than reflecting it.

He offered a pale hand to the figure emerging next from the limousine. His eyes drank in Integra's form, the bare amounts of tanned flesh her gown revealed and the stark contrast with her moon pale hair. Fierce feelings welled in him, aching his chest with their strength. But his look revealed nothing but barely upturned lips.

"A nice night," He commented off handly, offering her his arm and starting towards the sounds of music and merriment inside.

((OOC: This (http://pics.livejournal.com/princess_crow/pic/000044eb) is what they are wearing.))

[barnabasdog.livejournal.com]

Sitting by the entrance with a Prom Security badge in plain view around his throat, Barnabas watched the first arrivals make their way up the carpeted path.

"Good evening," he growled cheerfully, black&gray head bowed in greeting, "Brief security check to keep the party safe."

a polite sniffing later, waved them thru with a dark paw.

[paracelsus-ftw.livejournal.com]

So, uch, them schmucks were waiting for him. That was good. Fine. Proper. Had a sort of seen-it-in-Siran’s-professional- lingerie-drawer ring to it. He liked being waited on, and if the girls were steamy brunettes, and the implants well high, and the maid outfits cute? Hell, waitering could be damn sweet for any divine ‘High School Principal’.

Anyway. So walking, right? Walking… walking… gliding a bit, those five-eight vodkas make a “deity” a trifle unsteady on his non-feet… fucking plant, fucking Xanadu, who the hell had a ball among bugs and bees ? God damned stooges, that was who.

He staggered towards the center and his formal place, muttering philosophically about the national state of impropriety when you couldn’t tell if that was a girl being molested by her man behind the bush, or another guy while at it. Finally, reaching the assigned area, Paracelsus unwound the knot of his tie, stared around quite like a cow bearing great intellect, then bellowed from behind his great announcement desk ( possibly, because this was, after all, the Paulie, his great announcement desk of DOOM ) :

“Evenin’, pudels, dogs, mutts of all variety, the occasional vermin. We were originally gathered here for me to explain why the hell you all suck. But then some idiots figured that was too long and sad a tale, and we don’t want you slitting your wrists on school property, so we’ll give you a nice set of them crowns here, “ he raised a hand, displayed two quite endearing Origami-achieved toilet paper tiaras , “ ‘cause, uch… ye see, it’s a bit sad, dunno how these things happen myself… I think the original? Well, the guv’s gold crown I know for sure I got some nifty pot for , whole faculty enjoyed it… and the dame’s? Well, I think that one might be up Teach’ Copy-cock-oooops-Copyright-oh my, I’m drunk, Constantine’s ass. You see, after Professor Corinthian removed his widdle-widdle-wee wee, Teach Constantine was sad. So I think, yenno, the crown may’ve decided to do’im outta sympathy, or something. Thanks for making the Lounge a more memorable place, guys! You’re fucking - and fucking fired.”

….now, if memory served, this was the point where he was getting carried away. Damned if he quite cared, and doubly damned if he thought his audience was bored. Them toots were the sort likely taking notes, what with their clothing being adequate for the business, anyway.

He sighed a bit, then continued. “So. We got us a queen, and a king. They’re Mythos and Rue. We all love’em, except for those of us who kinda hope they choke on their bloody fluff. And we all wish them for the best, though I somewhat hope they die in a sewer. Also, I’m sure they’ll live on happily ever after. And stuff. Anyway, pick up your crowns, bitches, I’m outta here.”

He dropped the two paper crowns. They fell with a ‘plop’. The ‘plop’ was highly interjected. It was the most unremarkable, possibly blandest 'Fall from divine grace’ and afferent description in prose history.

Now, Paracelsus could, by all rights should have walked out quite dramatically and at the height of his inborn elegance, bless them early ballet lessons. But let’s face it – he was Paracelsus, and Paracelsus wasn’t Paulie until he hit that wall a third time on the way out.

[princess-crow.livejournal.com]

After the speech, Rue looked at her Prince in confusion at the words and the crowns. She had expected to win (after all, she was a Princess and would be the only one graceful to dance with the King of the Prom), but the eccentricities of the academy took her off guard.

Hesitantly, she fussed over her dress and asked to Mytho. "What should we do?" In all honestly that was embarrassing; her cheeks flushed lightly. At least they admit they would have a happy ever after. That was all she needed - Mytho at her side always.

You are a Princess and now a Queen, she reminded herself proudly. Head up, Rue motioned Mytho to join her to end this business and add the grace to the event that the director lacked.

((OOC: Mytho and Rue (http://community.livejournal.com/poly_extra/453921.html?thread=8872993#t8872993) for the prom)).

[a-crimson-ninja.livejournal.com]

Kurogane stuck his hands in his pockets as he leaned against the wall, red eyes surveying the surrounding area. If it was his choice, he'd be back at his room relaxing, but no...he had to be a chaperone for this stupid dance. He huffed in irritation, eyes narrowing slightly. As long as there wasn't too much trouble, he wouldn't have to kill anything later. In the metaphorical sense. Really.

[sans-dimension.livejournal.com]

Somehow stable on her stiletto heels, full skirt and more jewelry than should be possible (and yet, still managing to look absolutely fabulous and always in the best of taste), Yuuko waltzed in with a smile, looking about at the students and teachers in sheer delight. Here, young ones would have their dreams come alive, wishes fulfilled---it would be a night to remember. Especially if she couldn't squeeze in a little fun for herself.

Spotting Kurogane-sensei, Yuuko made her way over, raising one brow at his rather immobile figure. "Certainly not the face of prom-night bliss one expects to see, mm?"

[true-sexta.livejournal.com]

Arriving early ensured Luppi had an excellent seat to survey all the new arrivals, even if it meant looking like he was one of the dateless and pathetic. All in time, he supposed, crossing his legs.

He was perfection in a short-skirted pink dress, carefully made up to play the part of a girl as much as possible, even down to the rhine-stone butterflies that adorned his heeled sandals and the pink nailpolish that glittered on his fingernails and toes.

"Now, all that's missing is the date," he said to himself, tapping a deceptively delicate finger against his glossed lips. Or, failing that, he thought to himself, a hapless soul to ruin while he waited.

ooc

[monsterepellant.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, but that's about a million kinds of win right there xD

[monsterepellant.livejournal.com]

Doumeki Shizuka was now officially wondering what the hell had posessed him to take Rosette up on that offer, much less say anything at all to her. However, his face showed nothing of this as he offered his arm to her just outside the square.

"Ready?" he asked, voice irritatingly completely neutural.

[bound-by-time.livejournal.com]

Rosette sighed a little, Glancing over at the man who had so blandly responded and taken her to the prom. It was pathetic really, she didnt even know the guy and here she was, all prettied and glamed up just so she could go to the prom with him. "Yeah." She took his arm, frowning a bit at his very unemotional question. "Thanks." She hoped that Joshua didnt notice how uncomfortable she was at the moment. "Lets head in."

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

The corner of Lyra's lip twitched upwards for a split second. The ammonium triiodide mixture had been dumped out already, and she'd actually helped track some of it in herself- it didn't really show up on her black shoes, so she simply smoothed away a wrinkle in the dark red velvet of her dress before glancing around. Pantalaimon was resting on her shoulders, and she glanced around carefully. The fireworks-especially the ones Professor Mitarashi said had been really good, were carefully hidden around the square.

But that was for later. After all, she had a distraction to stage, and a date, to!

[penguinsledding.livejournal.com]

Standing watch while Lyra spread the mixture around, Aang tugged slightly at the stiff collar of his tux. Noting that Lyra seemed to be done with the application of the stuff, he caught her eye and nodded slightly.

[hungerpatent.livejournal.com]

The young men and women looked quite fetching in their formal attire, Famine thought. He was particularly fond of the gowns that made their wearers appear thin as rails. Just lovely ... now if only he could influence them to adopt that appearance naturally and join the billions he had already sent on to their just rewards.

As the students filed in, the horseman waited patiently for his evening companion to appear. She would be stunning, he knew. She always was.

[smiledlikeknife.livejournal.com]

Red's presence made herself know quite easily. It wasn't only because spotting a redhead dressed in vibrant scarlet couldn't be overlooked, but the small reactions: the urge to argue, the blood boiling, the sweet running on some foreheads and the scent of fire reflected in the yellow of her eyes.

She smiled at Famine, cursed or not, he was still himself and then graced the rest with a more dangerous grin as sharp as the edge of a knife.

"Good evenin'"

((OOC: Outfit (http://pics.livejournal.com/steeldame/pic/000038hh))).

[banditfox.livejournal.com]

Kurama was one of numerous teachers who had come to the prom fully prepared to deal with troublemakers, but he was also hoping that the students would behave themselves long enough for their keepers to relax as well ... if only for an hour or two. People tended to forget how much work school was on both sides of the coin if they hadn't had to deal with grading papers or drawing up lesson plans, let alone the issues of dealing with the parents, the administration, and the surrounding community at large. Quite frankly, the faculty and staff deserved a party, too.

[kanine-novelist.livejournal.com]

After quickly scanning the room, Shigure waved to Kurama and breezed his way straight through the crowd. It was nice to have a break from grading tests and papers, but the prom didn't offer much for teachers. Other than a nice view, of course.

After forging his way across the dance floor, he sauntered up to the punch table next to Kurama.

"Having a good time?"

[henkonasuisho.livejournal.com]

Zaheela was uncomfortable, sitting there. It wasn't as if her dress was too tight or her shoes too restraining. No, it was the feeling of standing out, really. She, for the most part, was confused to why she was there. Social settings in general weren't her things, unless they were study groups or education related. Eyes scanned the crowd as she waited for her escort to appear. She really didn't know where he was, but she had always been patient, and one night wouldn't change that.

[strongestespada.livejournal.com]

Noitora was wandering the crowd pretty aimlessly. It occurred to him just how little he spoke to people, how little he cared about any of them. Oh well.

He noticed Zaheela standing apart, and was stunned at the change in her appearance. The blue dress suited her perfectly, and she pulled off the up-do quite well.

"Yo." He walked up to her boldly, the silver embroidery across his chest glittering. "Date ain't showed up?"

[captainshort.livejournal.com]

Holly wandered down to the Square, hazel and sapphire eyes roaming the crowd for any sign of her date. She was to meet Sanji here, and at the moment, it had seemed like a perfect plan, but she had second thoughts after seeing the sheer amount of people in attendance.

She was human today, not that she really thought much of it - or quite recalled that she was a fairy normally. Holly clasped her hands together, still petite in human form, simply missing the pointy ears and magic. Her red hair was a soft fire in the warm light, and her dress (http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y41/little_pirate/Polychromatic/bdh-dress11.jpg) reflected the glittering shine. It hung well on her slim frame, cream and silver and eye-catching; despite her typical aversion to frilly bits and girly things, she was secretly fond of how her outfit had turned out. After all, it was a night for relaxation and celebration. She didn't regret coming, now that she thought about it.

Absently tapping her foot to the beat of the music, she smiled at a few passerby. She wondered if anyone she really knew had shown up yet, and what exactly to do with the boutonniere (http://floristblogs.com/photos/flowerplace/images/4536/original.aspx) she held carefully between her fingers when Sanji arrived.

[ooc; Detail (http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y41/little_pirate/Polychromatic/bdh-dress11detail.jpg) of her dress (http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y41/little_pirate/Polychromatic/bdh-dress11.jpg).]

[bright-shield.livejournal.com]

Riou watched carefully from the shadows at the edge of the Square. The prom extended out into Xanadu Gardens-- which is where he would have chosen to be if he was completely free-- but the main events (both official and unofficial) would be taking place here.

Barnabas acting as security, the other co-opted members of the Mystery Club on punch bowl duty-- and there went someone furtively dumping something into the drinks right now-- or trying to sweep up the ammonium triiodide-- if they even knew what that looked like-- and then there was Riou making sure that nothing interfered with the surprise fireworks display.

He bit back a sigh. These curses seemed so much more fun to those affected. He just hoped that some of the other more violently inclined unaffected --Luca-- stayed away for the duration.

It was going to be a long wait until midnight.

[mizrahigirl.livejournal.com]

Sakura stood straight outside the entrance to the prom- a slight column of white against a backdrop of glittering lights and colored dresses. The brunette tucked a strand of brown hair behind an ear, glancing backwards towards the direction she'd come from. MOMO had told her she would come to keep her company, and it would only be polite to wait, when Sakura knew her sister didn't enjoy these events too terribly much.

Content with crowdwatching for the moment, the girl turned her face back to the growing throng of people, keeping outside where it would be easier to find her.

[no-whore.livejournal.com]

Inara wandered the crowd, looking around as she went. She'd taken special pains to make sure she looked nice, hoping that it would be noticed. She made a point to smile and nod to people as she passed, stopping every now and then to speak to someone, or compliment someone else on their dress or such.

It was obvious she was looking for someone.

[the-bastard-ds.livejournal.com]

"Laaammee." DS grumbled to himself as Rue and Mythos were announced as King and Queen. How could twinkle-toes have won? Damn, girls liked them young and girly, didn't they? He leaned over Yoko and grinned, "That should've been us up there. That Mythos is a sorry excuse for a King. More like a prince if you ask me."

Although he was quite happy to hear Paulie rag on The Corinthian and John. Oh yes, very amused. ♥ If he got a chance to talk to the elder Deity, he'd inform him about Octavius and Jedidiah as well, if he already hadn't heard.

[agustusoctavius.livejournal.com]

Octavius had one plan in mind; and it was KILL DS.

[mildlyreckless.livejournal.com]

There was no denying that Vash still felt his new and "improved" hairstyle looked incredibly stupid (what was the point of forcing it down anyway?), but he felt better about it after giving it a few good tousles as soon as Belle had gone out of eyesight. And anyway, it didn't really matter anymore. (He just wished people would stop complimenting him on it. Ugh. He didn't care what they said, he wasn't keeping it around after tonight!)

Vash was known for his less-than-graceful entrances. Tonight was no different. As he crossed into the garden, his foot caught on a small rise in the ground and he staggered forward for several steps before righting himself.

"It's okay!" he said to no one in particular. "I'm all right!"

[nico-oniichan.livejournal.com]

A small sigh came from behind Vash, followed by a familiar strike of a match and the sound of paper catching. Yes, Wolfwood was smoking at his high school prom. At least he’d managed to avoid laughing at Spikey thus far, he figured he deserved some props for that. Though really, he looked damn fine with his hair down.

“Real smooth.” He grinned, unable to resist at least teasing on his part.

[nofunnybone.livejournal.com]

Kimimaro stood against one of the far walls, feeling awkward and uncomfortable in his suit. The formal clothes were tighter and more form-fitting than what he usually wore, and he didn't see how it was possible to dance in dress-shoes that pinched horribly at the toe. Not that Kimimaro planned to dance (although he had taken lessons as a child and could be quite graceful when it suited him). The hot press of bodies on the dance floor did not seem at all attractive.

If he thought he could get away with it, he would have left right then, gone someplace quieter, without a crowd of girls dressed in garish-colored tulle and organza milling about and dragging their dates behind them. If he could get away with it...

He sighed and turned the glass of punch between his hands slowly, taking another sip. He wasn't really thirsty, but it was something to do besides stare at everyone, and if he had a glass in his hands he couldn't be expected to dance.

"How tiresome," he muttered, and searched the crowd for familiar faces. Tayuya was coming, he knew, with a date and a dress. He hoped she felt as uncomfortable and miserable as he did, because it was the only thing that was going to make him feel better about coming to prom in the first place.

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

"Look who it is!" said a loud voice. The now-naked homunculus came to stop on his Harley, glaring at the other man. "Finally go the balls to come here, eh?"

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Faye crossed her arms over her chest and scowled. She might have tapped a toe for good measure if her heels weren't just the slightest bit too high for it, but that didn't matter. Looking around with a frown was a good habit of hers, after all, and, in her opinion, she looked way too impressive to lose a date here. Whoever said black didn't do any justice was an idiot.

"Goddamn it," she started muttering, still glancing around. "How the hell do you wander off after five minutes? Idiot."

She'd make him pay if she had to wait here any longer than five minutes. Dress or no dress, it's not like Faye had ever been a patient girl.

[lazy-cowboy.livejournal.com]

A hand looped around her waist from behind, as lips came up behind her ear.

"So, what's up, babe? Keep ya' waitin' too long?"

[evrythingihave.livejournal.com]

Simon was without his date.

Kaylee had been putting the finishing touches on her pet project: rigging Serenity to play music and flash lights and lasers. All her work had been worth while, as far as he could tell; while this wasn't at all the kind of party he was used to, the throngs of people around him all seemed to be enjoying themselves. He himself was having fun, too. He'd had a bite to eat, had seen various classmates and waved a bit awkwardly at them, and so on.

Just now, though, he was most interested in finding Kaylee and giving her the corsage (http://www.ftd.com/514/catalog/product.epl?product_id=C56-3902) he'd bought for her. She was wearing pink, he knew, though he hadn't actually seen her in her dress yet. Pausing a few meters away from the space ship, he glanced around the crowd for her face.

((OOC: He has a matching boutonniere (http://www.ftd.com/514/catalog/product.epl?product_id=C56-3903)! :D And he'll be dressed in a rather familiar outfit (http://still-flying.net/images/serenity/index.php?image=serenity209.jpg) for the dance, sans funky glasses.))

[stay-shiny.livejournal.com]

"Simon!!"

Pomp and fanfare could not have announced Kaylee more loudly than her own voice and the visual crescendo of her dress. Her face was positively glowing with pride at her part in this shindig, and seeing Simon only pushed her glee into the realms of the infinite. "Oh, Simon isn't this fantastic?" Her voice quivered with her excitement. "They themed it Firefly, like Serenity! They strung up the lights, but look at the lights from Serenity, and all the music is coming from her too and she's all dolled up it's just--"

Suddenly she cut of, as she was now about a foot away from Simon. "She... and you, you look..." Good enough to eat came to mind, but she left that off. "Amazing. Handsome. Very handsome."

Her eyes fell upon the corsage in his hand. She gasped audibly and pointed at it, looking at him wide-eyed. "Is-- Is that for me? It's gorgeous!"

[konned.livejournal.com]

Kon was in heaven, he was sure. How could he be anywhere else, with all these hot ladies walking around in beautiful dresses? The black suit he'd found for the occasion prodded at his pride, and the stuffed animal strolled nonchalantly over to the food, smirking and gawking alternately.

The music was good too, and so were the lights, but that was nothing in comparison with the real show- the ladies~! Now certainly some of these ladies should find his sexy outfit and sexy body too much to resist! ...It was just a matter of finding them.

[pinkenthusiasm.livejournal.com]

Yachiru had started the evening in a clean pink dress with a ribbon and a few ruffles, with a stern expression on her face as she stood on the table near the punch bowl.

That hadn't lasted long.

Neither had the post near the door, with a bemused expression, nor the station on top of a chair, with an almost-but-not-quite amused expression.

For an Intimidation Tactics professor, the prom was just too much fun to stand around being (in her opinion) boring and not having enough fun. Jumping down from the chair, the pink haired and pink clad petite figure began to wend her way towards the center of the largest group of people.

[i-am-ptolemy.livejournal.com]

This was a learning experience like none other, and Ptolemy was determined to take advantage of it. He sat quietly in a chair near the buffet table, holding a pen and notebook--not his normal implements for note-taking, but at such a busy event, loose leaf paper would not be practical.

Various students of his passed, and he greeted them pleasantly when they spoke to him, and nodded in acknowledgment to the rest. All the while, he jotted down, in an odd mix of English and ancient Greek (for he had grown more and more used to the former language, to the point that most of his informal notes were a melange of the two, with some Coptic thrown in), what he observed.

Dress is formal by the standards of this culture, he scrawled, glancing around at the young men and women in their suits and silk dresses. Bright colours seem to be preferred by women, while most of the males present are clothed in dark shades. These styles of dress are not normally favoured. Must investigate...

[do-not-hit-plz.livejournal.com]

"Ptolemy-san should relax for once," a soft voice chimed in, and the small blonde professor called Yuuji settled slim, calloused hands gently on the Egyptian's shoulders. It was a brief gesture, affectionate as Yuuji tended to be with nearly everyone he knew, and then he was moving around to settle in a chair beside the other. "You work too much, ne?"

Being rather down-to-earth in his tastes, he wouldn't have felt comfortable in something too dressy, so it was unsurprising that he'd settled for neat gray trousers and a sheer, pretty white long-sleeved blouse over a white, crocheted tanktop. --Even wearing that had him blushing, pale hands wringing together in his lap in a sort of default nervous embarrassment.

"The students certainly seem to be enjoying themselves.." He'd evidently found a babysitter for Yui, as she wasn't in evidence---though he would have been just as happy to have her there on his lap, squeaking happily at all the brightly-coloured skirts. --He was suited rather well to motherhood, all things considered.

[manicgrin.livejournal.com]

Clad in his signature purple suit, bright green hair combed straight back and treated with a healthy amount of goo, Joker leaned against a wall in the darkness, grinning maniacally and passing a deck of cards between his hands in creative ways. The music drowned out the flapping of the deck to all but the closest to him, but at the moment no one was within earshot. He had been all set to set his senior prank in motion, but then he'd caught wind of someone else gearing up to cause some mischief, and he'd decided to wait it out and see what exactly they were up to. He was also scanning the crowd for a certain vampire, not sure if she would attend or who she'd be with, but looking for her nonetheless.

He giggled to himself, not particularly caring who might hear him. If the mischief he'd heard about wasn't to his liking, well, there was still plenty of time for something else to happen.

[afleetingshadow.livejournal.com]

Naminé felt completely out of place in the mix of girls in such pretty dresses and boys who had made themselves a bit more glamorous for the sake of their dates. The Serenity looked beautiful, and every little detail was practically picture-perfect.

She knew she would have a great evening, that it would be something she wouldn't easily forget. On the stage, Rue and Mythos were being crowned Queen and King of the prom, and she was very happy for them. She remembered voting for them, and smiled at how happy they looked.

It would be a great night for everyone here, she could tell.

She scanned the crowd for Kira, hoping to see him soon, and also hoping to see some of her friends and their dates, too.

ooc; Got the dress (http://us.st11.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/gojane_1946_11323796), got the corsage (http://www.tresbeaucreations.com/Images/White%20Rose%20Bouquet%203.jpg), got the date (http://jesus-yamato.livejournal.com/). 's all good. ♥

[jesus-yamato.livejournal.com]

Whew. Kira worked hard with the rest of the student council to help set everything up and it was all paying off. Everyone looked happy and that made Kira happy too. Once he finished, he went to where he hid all his stuff. Pulling up the flowers he set off in search of his date, Namine.

With his perfect vision, he easily spotted her blond hair among everyone else's oddly colored hair. He pushed his way through everyone and called out for Namine. Hopefully, before he got her attention, he not so slyly hid the flowers behind his back.

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

Greed had re-entered much more impressively the second time around. The sight of a large, naked homunculus riding a Harley Davidson out of one of the nearby buildings tends to do that.

"WHAT'S UP, MOTHERFUCKEEEEEEEEEEERS! It's gonna be great never to see you bastards again! HA HA HA HA HA!" he yelled, kicking the sides of the motorcycle like a horse, "FOLLOW THE LEADER, YOU GLORIFIED MALL COPS! YOU CAN KISS MY TIGHTLY TONED ASS!"

Amid incredible commotion, he reached the main floor and tore ass through it, circling and weaving around the party area. Who can stop this wild man?!

[pineapple-pimp.livejournal.com]

Mars sneered and immediatly chased after Greed. "OUT. OUT!!" He roared, his Swallow Tails becoming restless. He just knew something was going to spoil the party and this was it.

[agustusoctavius.livejournal.com]

Octavius wasn't 100% sure why he had showed up to the prom. Half of it was to show Jedediah that he wasn't a completely heartless teacher...the other half might have been due to the flask he was keeping in his pocket.

If that wasn't bad enough, he had been stealing glasses of the punch since he first got there. He was holding one, half empty, as he leaned against the back wall, watching the dance floor. A great chaperone, he was, half-drunk and apathetic to his surroundings.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Faye had taken a break from dancing long enough to try and find a drink... until something better caught her eye. She figured Spike could handle his own long enough for her to give this particular professor a piece of her mind or two.

"Hey!" she yelled, digging two fingers into his shoulder so he'd turn around. "Long time no see, professor."