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"I like it!" Anna nodded. "It is fun and colorful and loud. It is different then closed home? Though I wish it was a bit cooler in here." She fluffed her ears a little as she saw some ice just waiting for her to lay on. EVENTUALLY she would get there.

She spun him a little, "Do you like Prom so far? You have dressed very handsomely!"

She was starting to think soon that it would be time for food.

Marzena acknowledged her. In that moment Sibyl's world was shattered. Marzena had seen her fall, had seen her trip and land on her face at her feet and humiliate herself in front of her idol. This was awful. She had to save this, Sibyl had to find a way to recover from this. She needed a story. A story. An excuse. Some kind of explanation..! Sibyl lifted her head to look up at Marzena and quickly scrambled to her feet, gathering up the skirt of her dress so she could move before dropping it and letting it reach the floor again. She held her arms out at either side. Totally meant to do that! Yeah! "I came to say hi! 'Cause I missed you! An' I brought stuff from home for you! An' everyone really misses you and hopes you're doing well and--" The ghoul beside Marzena poked her head and whined at her, and Sibyl blinked.

Dance? "I hadn't thought about that, but.." She blinked. "I've never danced with Marzie on land before! Or with creeple legs.." Sibyl looked down at herself, then at Marzena, and then at Amphi. "I wasn't planning on dancing yet. There's this thing outside that made a loud noise and I was gonna go check it out with Gabby but then I saw Marzie and I remembered I hadn't told Marzie I was coming home yet so I didn't want Marzie to worry so I came over to tell Marzie yay I'm home again! An' to tell her all the stuff I wanted to tell her."

Sitting there bored out of his mind, getting out of his sulking from his failed scare tactic, Taryn began listening in on conversations, not paying any attention to the music, tuning it out. He heard the girl who was named Marzena tell her friend that she didn't dance. This perked the fifteen year old demon's interest, since he really didn't care to danne either.

A little smile crept across his pale face, and the white haired, red eyes demon got up and moved towards the girl dressed in white. He'd walk with a confident gait, straight towards her. Then, when he was right behind her, he'd reach a clawed hand to her shoulder, tap it, remove his hand to the side of his body, and he said in a smooth tone,

"Hello Miss. Marzena is it? That's a lovely name. My name is Taryn. How are are you tonight.", he asked, hoping she wouldn't turn away and ignore him.



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Lutz smiled lopsidedly at Anna's reply, glad that she was at least having fun. He himself was still feeling more than a little out of place, but the dancing helped. A little.

Except, you know, he wouldn't really call what he was doing dancing so much as awkwardly swaying on the spot.

"It's...definitely something," he answered vaguely, wrinkling his nose, "And thanks. I'm probably never going to wear this outfit ever again, but at least I get to look classy for one night." There was a pause, and then he furrowed his brows. Was he supposed to...say something too...?

Uh. "You also look...presentable tonight?" he offered, giving a half-hearted shrug. GOOD JOB LUTZ. From the corner of his eye, he glanced over at Lock and Erebus, squinting at the former especially.

Something large, sinister, and blue and gold had been menacingly lurking near the doorway to the main dance hall for some time.

It licked it's lips, a small amount of spittle gathering at the corners, as it eyed the refreshment tables.

With a grace that was at odds with it's girth, Johnny Danger tucked his mullet behind his now-wide, low-hanging pig ears and made a beeline to the spookies in the same manner he might once have for a ghoul.

After all, yolo, right? If he was going to be some kind of, of, were-boar for all eternity, he was going to enjoy it.

He wore a three piece tailored suit that was well cut for his new immense girth. His father had had quite a fit when he'd had to phone home asking for a new wardrobe, but after the storm was over and he was being measured, he found a kind of freedom in it. No more photo shoots. No more impromptu CD signings. He was cut loose - at least for the time being.

And, because it was a costume party, he wore a bright gold button that read "Piggy #1."

Lock looked away when Erebus stared at him. It wasn't like he liked you or anything Erebus don't get used to it.

"Maybe he'll finally get a ghoulfriend out of it," Lock said snidely. "Anyways. Let's stop watching him it's weird." And for a lot of other reasons. "Do you want to get food or something?"

No, Seiji. She wasn't forgetting.

But she laughed with delight as he spun her around, smiling up adoringly at him when he pulled her back to dance together. Junko giggled, squeezing his hands and then freeing her hands so she could reach up and settle her arms over his shoulders, delicate fingers playing with his hair without disturbing how Seiji had styled it. "Maybe I should've made us a king and queen instead of red riding hood and the wolf."