Prof. Dr. Laszlo Jamf (
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tampered2012-05-19 05:13 pm
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Ready Or Not, Gonna Make It To The City...
When; May 19th, from sunset to evening and beyond! (Just watch out for midnight, Cinderella...)
Rating; G to PG-13?
Characters; Anyone and everyone...and maybe a few more
Summary; Finals are over, the spring dance is here--finally a way for everyone, student and teacher, to relax! All the planning, preparation, and hard work has paid off. Students of all ages and grades are invited, and their teachers are sure to be there too. The school superintendents (read: the Deities) have done their very best to light up the Square. So whether you're from Westerberg High, Trinity Girls' School, Cutler's, Bikini Bottom Middle, or City U, you must have received your engraved invitation by now. Dress is formal, but the occasion is celebratory. Come one, come all. (And even 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.) So come and spend an evening under the stars...
Log;
[This is an open log for the Fast Times at City High dance event! Tags can be open or directed to another character--just throw a label in the subject line. Feel free to NPC wait staff, refreshments, music, and anything else you might encounter at such a soiree. Have fun!]
Rating; G to PG-13?
Characters; Anyone and everyone...and maybe a few more
Summary; Finals are over, the spring dance is here--finally a way for everyone, student and teacher, to relax! All the planning, preparation, and hard work has paid off. Students of all ages and grades are invited, and their teachers are sure to be there too. The school superintendents (read: the Deities) have done their very best to light up the Square. So whether you're from Westerberg High, Trinity Girls' School, Cutler's, Bikini Bottom Middle, or City U, you must have received your engraved invitation by now. Dress is formal, but the occasion is celebratory. Come one, come all. (And even 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.) So come and spend an evening under the stars...
Log;
[This is an open log for the Fast Times at City High dance event! Tags can be open or directed to another character--just throw a label in the subject line. Feel free to NPC wait staff, refreshments, music, and anything else you might encounter at such a soiree. Have fun!]
Open (pretty much like everything else about "her" in school)
At least she's dressed properly.
/flutters eyelashes
[She raises an eyebrow.]
hello pretty
skanks united
[She pauses there with a flicker of a smile.]
It is always entertaining to get the good children to behave badly.
...just wanna have fun
[And there's a definite smile returned. This dance has been a drag for the most part.]
As long as they're bad in the right ways...
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Broken up any couples yet?
[It's pretty much all Carla's been doing.]
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One or two. There aren't enough people willing to share.
Or join in.
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[She leans one hand on the table herself.]
Too busy living out the same boring tropes to have any real fun. The more the merrier.
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[Watching that hand and enjoying the view it's offering down Carla's dress from where she's sitting.]
But yes, it's not a party if there aren't enough people to play with.
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[Jealousy could be interesting, there was the potential there for something fabulous to happen, but not like this, squalling children with petty entitlements. No. Carla wanted something more elegant than that. She wanted to see real displays of possession and domination.]
You should let me know, if you ever need more playmates.
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Always on the lookout for more; a girl can never have too many.
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Maybe I'll see you later then.
[There's the whole night ahead of them.]
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Find someone we can share and it's a date.
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Kira leaned against the table, lighting a cigarette, protecting the flickering flame with one hand. He only looked at her out of the corner of his eyes, but at least he was here, willingly approaching her. He had almost made her a vampire snack, he supposed he ought to at last check on her. Not that he needed to be nice about it.
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Who was she kidding? As soon as he spoke she'd written it off.
She turned to him, a smile lighting up her face, "Well, they must have been on break."
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Kira pushed himself off the table a bit, turning around and leaning down to face her. He exhaled slowly, smoke rising up between them. The cigarette between two fingers, he held it out just inches from her lips.
"Do you smoke?"
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Her eyes moved from his hand and the cigarette up to his face before she cut her eyes back down again.
"No."
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"Good job not getting eaten."
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"Didn't figure that guy was gonna let them eat me after all his talk. Had me thrown out though."
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Kira brushed his fingers over her cheek, looking at his fingertips to see whether they'd come away with any color.
"How ugly are you under that stuff?"
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Of course it would come off, it was only make up. And why did she expect anything else from him?
"You can see what I look like; it's just color. It washes off."
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"What do you think you're hiding? Can anyone not see what you are?"
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"No one usually looks. Or they don't care."
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"I don't understand how anyone can miss what you are." Kira suddenly grabbed her chin, his cigarette in his hand and to the side when he talked against her lips. "Ugly whore."
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She could have tried and argued the point that she hadn't done anything worse than the male population. Not that it would have mattered to him in any case, she'd been his favorite target since they'd first me, and just kept returning for more.
"Yes."
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