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Log; Fast Times at City High Dance
When; March 28, sunset into evening and beyond!
Rating; G to PG-13?
Characters; anyone and everyone
Summary; The dance is upon us and the deities have done their very best to light up the Square. Students and staff alike have been invited, date or no date. Those who aren't cursed may still come to take in the decorations, the food, the entertainment, and the merriment... or they can take pictures for blackmail when this is over.
Log;
[ooc: This is an open log for the Fast Times at City High Curse Dance event! Tags can be open or directed specifically to another character, label those subject lines accordingly. Feel free to NPC wait staff and what not. Oh and have fun!]
Rating; G to PG-13?
Characters; anyone and everyone
Summary; The dance is upon us and the deities have done their very best to light up the Square. Students and staff alike have been invited, date or no date. Those who aren't cursed may still come to take in the decorations, the food, the entertainment, and the merriment... or they can take pictures for blackmail when this is over.
Log;
[ooc: This is an open log for the Fast Times at City High Curse Dance event! Tags can be open or directed specifically to another character, label those subject lines accordingly. Feel free to NPC wait staff and what not. Oh and have fun!]
I loooooooove that icon so much XDDDDDD
"I'm sorry..." he said it more calmly this time, having recollected some of his faculties. He looked down at the ground, embarrassed and all kinds of awkward. At the moment, he really didn't know what else to say.
sob Wilson why do you have the best faces?
"No, no," she said quickly and apologetically, instinctively reaching out to brush her fingers against the injured cheek before she stopped herself. Was she to follow inappropriate behavior with even more inappropriate intimacies? "I'm sorry; I wasn't thinking. I shouldn't have slapped you." She took a deep breath. "We were cursed. You have nothing to be sorry for." She looked at him, willing him to meet her eyes and see her sincerity. She honestly liked him, and she didn't want him feeling guilty for something that wasn't his fault.
I know right~ XD
"Yes, I know, but-" He shrugged, one arm on his waist as he raised the other in a loose gesture as he shook his head, "I should have had better self-control than that."
Then he sighed, his face skywards as he ran both of his hands through his hair, before he lowered his head again and smiled apologetically at her. "Anyway. It's late, we should both be getting home. Do you know anyone here?" He glanced back over toward the crowd of confusion that had been the dance. As much as he wanted to just run off and hole himself up in his room for the rest of the week,
and hope House wasn't home when he came in,he could never feel right leaving her out here alone.kl;jadkl;fjasd wilson stop being adorable
"I would have been very hurt if you had," she said teasingly, but without the undercurrent of innuendo that had characterized her cursed self.
Her face fell slightly when he asked if she knew anyone here, remembering the promise her cursed self had made with cursed Arthur. It was entirely possible that his lascivious plans with Blair ended with the curse, but Morgana didn't really want to go home and learn otherwise. Her evening was already painfully awkward enough, thank you very much.
"My friend Caspian is still here." She hoped. "I'm sure I can find him. Go home. Put some ice on your cheek." She'd find some way to occupy the hours until she could go home again.
I don't think he knows how to do that. XDD
When her face fell, he frowned slightly, his brow furrowing as he inclined his head, clearly concerned.
His expression evened out a bit as she answered the question, though it moved into a furrowed-brow confusion, "Caspian..." He repeated the name to himself, pausing for a moment, "Oh, right, he was my classmate... well, he seemed like he was a really good guy, I certainly hope you find him."
And then that concern from earlier crept back into his expression and tone, "Just... get yourself home safely, okay?"
*sends Wilson to school to learn*
She hesitated, then added: "And thank you. Despite the final surprise...I really did have a lovely night."
He would fail D:
He offered a small smile when she spoke again, "Well, I'm glad it wasn't all horrible... I did, too."
PRAY AWAY the gay...I MEAN, THE CUTE
*ded now thx*
No need to be worried; Wilson's reaction to the age difference had everything to do with him being appalled at himself and nothing to do with Morgana. He felt just a bit revolting.
"Well..." He exhaled a slow breath, giving that meek little smile again, "I guess I should probably be headed home. Good night."
*RAISES YOU TO JOIN HER UNDEAD LEGION*
"Good night," she said, giving him a little wave.
oh snap. *needs brains*
Yes, he felt like a creep, and he would no matter what she said. Which was not helped by the fact that, he found, he actually did still like her a bit.