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Valentine's Dance, Town Hall, Saturday Evening

It was Valentine's Day, and love was in the air! Or pollen. Love pollen? Something like that, anyway. It wasn't like the holiday cared any, after all. Not when there was a dance to be had. And this year's dance had just the thing to take everybody's mind off of that pesky pollen!

That's right, dancing. Which, to the uninitiated, might seem a bit redundant for a dance, but Town Hall wasn't having any of that. The whole place was decorated to look like a dance club, complete with funky blue mood lighting and laser lights. Glowsticks were optional, glitter was everywhere and might or might not be an excellent excuse for boykissy, and the music tracks tonight seemed to be a selection of Marvin Gaye and Barry White music... Along with a selection of songs from Lords of Acid.

One did not question the dance. The dance knew what music the students needed today.

[ Arrival/Mingling | Photographer | Punch & Food | Dance Floor | Shadowy Corners | Chaperones | OOC ]

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Glowsticks and glitter are complimentary at the door!

There is so, so much glitter.

Take the glitter.

Complete with an array of perfectly romantic and absolutely school-function appropriate backdrops!

The array of foods today is vast and varied! Oysters, asparagus, dark chocolate, cherries, hot dogs, whipped cream, fish tacos, bananas, almonds...

At least the punch probably hasn't been spiked ~~yet?~~

Where the DJ is playing an assortment of music meant to be danced slow and close to.

Or slow and closer to.

They're... relatively shadowy, given the light show and all. They're more shadowy than the rest. They are well-lit enough that if you get any ideas, the chaperones will probably be able to catch you, though, so it's probably still a good idea to take anything beyond kissing to a dorm or hotel room.

Presumably they're here to be the mature and responsible influence in the room tonight.

The more I type 'VD,' the less it has anything to do with Valentine's. Still.

Anyway, notifs are turned off, and comment down here if you need anything!

Atton was here because somebody needed to chaperone these people, and let's face it: most of his mental shielding mojo went to keeping people out of his head. He was gonna get slammed by buckets of teenage emotions tonight anyway. Might as well be on hand to keep a riot from breaking out.

His jacket was still getting fixed, so he was here in a simple black Jedi tunic tonight. Looking like he had a raging headache. Because he did.

It had occurred to Cassandra she should have purchased appropriate clothing for this, but 1) she was beginning to run low on funds; 2) she had no idea what was considered appropriate garb for a social gathering here and, most importantly 3) she loathed shopping, especially when it meant wasting time on finding something she would never wear again.

So, yes, she was there in the coat, eggplant sweater and jeans that she had purchased at the clothing shop in town. Her only concession to the event was that she was not simply wearing a t-shirt instead of said sweater.

She did not look happy with... anything, honestly.

Cassandra did not wish to dance, and she was not hungry, and her mind kept skipping irritatingly to shallow affairs, so. This was where she was. In the corner. Wondering why she had ever thought it was a good idea to come here in the first place.

So, Sparkle hated everything about today and then some, but that wasn't going to stop him from showing up here. Possibly because he hated sanity. Possibly because, so help him, he put a lot of time into setting up for this dance, and he'd donated plenty of glitter to the cause. He didn't dress up or do anything special for this one, because that seemed like more effort than this thing was probably worth, but he did throw on a leather jacket because... layers? Layers seemed like they would be somehow useful. Probably.

If nothing else, if he decided it was getting hot in here, he could blame it on his coat.

The literal only reason Ronan was here tonight was that staying his room had done nothing for how he'd been feeling for going on two days now. Nothing.

So, he'd gone out. A dance was so ridiculous to go out to but whatever, maybe he'd be proven wrong.

Face had cleaned up very nicely indeed, it had felt vital to dress his best if he was going to be around people.

Having avoided dancing and having picked up a drink along the way, Ronan was now standing in the shadows. He sipped his drink occasionally and shifted every once in awhile because this stupid feeling still had not gone away.

It couldn't be helped that he was looking at people differently now, eyes stopping on certain people before he kicked himself and moved on. But, then the whole process would start again and again and yeah.

Edward had no best to dress as, so he dressed as he usually did - hoodie and old pants - with the addition of Isabelle's scarf.

Which he had almost left at home because bloody Isabelle, but, well, it was as close to decent as he'd look tonight. Sigh.

There was something strange in the air and it'd been bitterly cold for the past few days. Of course Edward was here, stuffing his face and hoping someone would spike the punch sooner rather than later.

Yeah, Jonothon wasn't planning on sticking around here for long, really. But he figured that, so long as he could keep his shields up, he stood a fairly decent chance of surviving most of the night.

Most of it.

In any case, he hadn't done any dressing-up that was any more special than usual, because the last thing he wanted was to wear something new and exciting and draw more eyes toward him, and he had staked out a place by the refreshment table so that he could keep a watchful eye on the punch.

Coming back to the island after hours spent in a hospital had been a shock to the system. That was due to the pollen, of course. He hadn't expected to go from exhausted to itchy in the span of minutes.

Despite that, he'd arrived to the dance with the full intent of having a drink and then leaving. He was feeling better though there was still some pain but it was better.

The dark corners seemed appropriate for today. Flick shrank back into them, eyes mostly on the ground and the walls because he really didn't want to look at other people right now.

It'd just make the itch worse.

Sia had never had a good track record with these weeks, but she figured she'd gotten enough practice dealing with what was essentially sexy allergies that she could handle it anyway. Even if she was here with a guy who should really be climbed like a tree early and often. And even if she was surrounded by (other) people with raging hormones.

Also she'd gotten her dress earlier today, so there was that.

"This is not what I was expecting," she said as she looked around.

Travis had put on a suit, combed his hair and arrived at the dance after taking several deep breaths outside. That had no effect though because as soon as he stepped in and saw everyone, he felt exactly as weird as he'd been feeling.

This would be a fun evening.

Travis made a beeline for the drinks and found something cold to sip. It didn't help but it did give him a slight distraction.

Slight.

Hatter was happy to have the power back and the warmth back but he wasn't too happy with feeling like he needed to run a marathon to get rid of his excess energy.

Maybe he'd just go dance badly to get rid of some more energy.

Nathan really didn't know exactly what was going on but he knew it was making him feel strange all over. Coming to a place where there were a lot of people packed in just made it worse.

He rubbed his brow and took a few breaths.

Just this morning, Isabelle had been crying on her brother as he finally came back to consciousness. You couldn't tell that by looking at her now, though. She was of the mind that even if things had been tough, that was no reason not to look fabulous. In fact, it was really a reason to make an extra effort.

And that was why she showed up in some really tall heels, short dress, and her hair up.

She'd come to the dance almost straight from New York, so as she surveyed the crowd, she had not yet attributed the itch in the back of her mind to anything other than the need to let off some steam she'd been feeling for the past couple of days anyway.

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Valentine's Dance, Town Hall, Saturday Evening

Arrival/Mingling [VD 2015]

Photo Booth! [VD 2015]

Punch & Food! [VD 2015]

Dance Floor! [VD 2015]

Shadowy Corners! [VD 2015]

Chaperones! [CD 2015]

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