Ready Or Not, Gonna Make It To The City...

[laszlo_jamf]

When; May 19^th, 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!]

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[blackshadow]

And dancing around her. He grins and puts his hands on her waist. "Then with your permission—"

He'll try picking her up and spinning with her!

[negativegate]

"Huh? Hey-" She starts to turn, and then out comes a surprised little squeak when he picks her up. The surprise only lasts a second, though, and before she knows it, she's laughing at him. "This is your experiment?"

[blackshadow]

He laughs too as he spins her around once, partially amused at her surprise and mostly just having fun. "And it was successful."

He lowers her down slowly after a short while. "You're really light."

[negativegate]

She blushes as her feet touch the ground again--possibly wondering if by 'successful' he means she liked it...

Because she did enjoy it. But she huffs a little at him, anyway. "You say that like you were expecting me to be heavy or something."

[blackshadow]

If he knew she really liked it, he would do it again, but by successful, he only meant that he could pick her up and spin her. And he had fun doing it.

He almost laughs when she says that, though. "I don't think anyone would expect you to be heavy..."

[negativegate]

It was certainly successful either way, and maybe Rita's totally hoping he might do it again--not that she'll admit it.

"It's not like I'm a little kid, you know," she sort-of protests, though she supposes he's right.

[blackshadow]

"You don't have to be a kid to be light."

He gives her a lopsided smile, then puts his hands on her waist again. She's really pretty small...

"Maybe I'm just strong."

[negativegate]

Something about his hands on her makes her blush... So she tries to cover it up with a quick reply. "I-I guess--at least you're not just a musclehead."

Rita: never able to give straight compliments.

[blackshadow]

Her stuttering makes him more aware of his hands, and right now, he doesn't feel strong enough to actually pick her up. His own face flushes, though not exactly happily.

"What's that mean?"

[negativegate]

She flushes more, feeling like explaining would just be more embarrassing, and tries to avoid it instead.

"N-nevermind! Let's just get back to dancing!"

[blackshadow]

She thinks he's a musclehead... He gives a little huff and pulls his hands away so he can start dancing again. It's not like he's dumb or anything...

[negativegate]

Rita sighs, no longer smiling--it's not like she's annoyed he moved his hands away or anything!

"What's the problem, anyway?" She'd rather ask than keep dancing when they're annoyed with each other...

[blackshadow]

His answer comes tersely, "Nothing."

He doesn't even know how to answer that.

[negativegate]

And she isn't satisfied at all with that answer, scowling. "Really?

[blackshadow]

Tyr doesn't look any less pleased. "I'm really not some 'muscle head'."

[negativegate]

"Huh?" She pauses and looks up at him in disbelief to argue, "That's not what I said!" At least, she's pretty certain that isn't what she said...Sort of...

[blackshadow]

He questions himself if he heard wrong, but wondering won't get him anywhere. He presses on insistently, "Then what did you say?"

[negativegate]

"I-I said..." She trails off, trying to remember exactly what she stammered out. She can't recall the exact words, though, so she blushes and mutters, "I said you're not a musclehead even though you're strong. Okay?"

[blackshadow]

Tyr pauses when she clarifies, and, feeling foolish now, flushes. "...Good.

"I've been working harder to get ahead in my classes, too, so...you know..."

He's...not.

[negativegate]

She blushes bright red--and then, without thinking, bluntly asks, "You? Really?"

[blackshadow]

"It doesn't really show, huh?" He laughs as he asks that, but it's an embarrassed sort of laughter.

[negativegate]

"Huh?" She supposes that's probably true, but it's not actually what she was thinking of. She feels awkward, yet it's already weird enough, so she might as well explain...

"Actually, I...I was thinking you probably weren't the type to be interested in the material."

[blackshadow]

He looks away when she says that, suddenly feeling exposed. It's true that he didn't have any interest initially. And even now...he's more interested in being her friend being a scientist.

"I wasn't at first...But...once I gave it more attention, I liked it."

[negativegate]

That gets her interest, and she tilts her head curiously. She hadn't realized...Maybe she wasn't paying as much attention to him as she thought she was. "You have? I...didn't really know."

Why does that make her feel awkward?

[blackshadow]

He feels awkward, too. She's his friend, but he...really likes her, too. Even if it's weird. "It's fine." A second later, he admits, "I wondered what you liked so much about it, so I gave it a try- and it wasn't that bad."