Club Week! [OPEN]

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WHO: Everyone!
WHAT: Club Week is underway, and now we have booths set up for people to really recruit and get their ideas out there. Several NPC clubs have been set up as well. Plus, once again, if you want to get in on some X-Men team building, now's a great time for it.
WHERE: The school foyer
WHEN: Wednesday after classes
WARNING(S): None. If threads go into warning territory, please make a new post for their continuation


It's about halfway into the second week of school. People are already starting to form friendships, build social circles, and embrace student life on the Xavier campus. The faculty has set up several booths in the foyer after normal classes on Wednesday in order for students to centralize recruiting for their various interest groups. Some familiar names pop up, of course. "Anime Club", "Chess Club", "AV Club", "Soccer Club", "Glee Club", "GSA Club", "Bible Study Club" and others. It's a pretty inclusive school, after all, so why not have a broad representation of interests?

As classes let out, students are encouraged to look around, get involved, and otherwise put forth the foundation of their social lives for the school year. And of course, there's always people looking to put together teams for other purposes, too...

[[ ooc: Feel free to make top levels for your own groups, or just post open top levels with no specific group in mind ]]

Comments

[niepokonany]

[Her reaction has him grinning, too -- God, he has the best power! He perches on the table, swinging his legs from the side, pleased as anything.]

Intuition? Like, that or the red just reminded me of this kind of dress. You look fierce, though!

thanks for eating all my notifs email (fuu)

[jolie_aile]

I think the bull might run away from me. [Flandre giggled again; the "You look fierce" comment might have otherwise prickled at her as "you're scary" would have, but--it was Feliks saying it. It seemed so harmless then, and didn't trouble her mind more than the moment it took to comprehend the words.

Flandre was still smiling, even!]

Thank you, Feliks.

[And her wings flutter again, though the tall girl stays in place entirely this time.]

Do you want to try another?

[niepokonany]

[It's pretty plain to hear that Feliks means something different when he uses that word, to be fair. Feliks beams, briefly fascinated with her wings as they flutter, and tilts his head as he thinks.]

Oh!

[He grins, and with a little wave of his hand for effect, has her in a sundress he saw over the summer in Paris, a flirty little knee-length thing with red trim near to the color of her eyes.]

I saw this one a while ago and I thought about you, but it was way too expensive for a souvenir, so like, I hope you don't mind I got you something else!

[jolie_aile]

[And as red as the tips of her ears, too, when she realizes it's shorter--though not that short. Calm down, brain. Flandre tried to distract from her ears still looking a bit pink by standing on her toes and arching her wings a little, as if to get a better look at the new dress. Which she was doing!

She still seemed quite happy, flustered moment aside.]

Oh? What did you get?

[niepokonany]

[Feliks swivels his hips in a lazy little dance, beaming at her.]

It's cute, right?

And like, I got you some chocolates, and this little necklace! It's super cute, you'll love it.

[jolie_aile]

[There, this wasn't so bad, see? Flandre settled back down onto her heels, and folded her wings up contentedly.]

That sounds lovely, Feliks. Do you have the necklace with you?

[niepokonany]

Umm, not with me. I wasn't sure if you were gonna come today or not! I'll bring it next time we hang out, though, ok?

[jolie_aile]

All right. [One more wingflutter!] Thank you, Feliks.

[niepokonany]

Any time, gorgeous.

[Yeah, Feliks is fairly shameless in his affection for the people he likes.]

[jolie_aile]

[Flandre promptly dissolves into giggles again, blush returning. She wasn't used to compliments like this!

But...they were nice to hear. Even if they seemed to make her embarrassed at first.]