The Valentine's Date Auction [OPEN]

[diamonds_forever]

WHO: Eveyone who signed up + the school in general
WHAT: this thing
WHERE: Right here, in the Institute
WHEN: Saturday evening, the 14th
WARNING(S): Given the nature of the event, I almost expect it, but remember the rules regarding that kind of thing. Take it off the log if it goes there.

⊗Never let it be said that Emma didn't know her stuff. Not content with the paltry and tired and cliche decorations Kurt and subjected the students to at previous events, she had completely taken over, using a combination of her wealth and mutant powers to create a sort of bohemian love palace for the students. Dance floor, tables, the finest foods. This was not a party the likes of which they had seen before... unless they were part of the older crowd, and had witnessed Emma at work before.

Was she good or was she good? On the stage, Emma stood proudly, taking each of the auctionable singles to the stage, one by one, and selling off just a fraction of their free time to the highest bidder. And the fact that it was all for charity left the whole situation comfortably guilt and obligation free.

Of course, as the host, she was more focused on the party and its guests as a whole than any particular individuals... Attempts at sneaking off probably would go unremarked upon. Probably.

[[ OOC: Each auction will receive its own top level, as well as a top level for general mingling. PLEASE CONSULT THE PLOTTING POST BEFORE BIDDING ]]

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[now_i_know]

[The even sadder thing is, because she as out of school for such a long time THAT SOUNDS LIKE A LEGITIMATE EXCUSE TO HER.]

Yeah, I haven't had this much fun in a long time!

It was Shindou, right?

I hope we can do this again.

[presto_turn]

[Junior superheroics and schoolwork are a difficult balance, okay? You don't want to have to ask for an extension on a paper just because the Friends of Humanity decided to make trouble right before the due date, you know?

But for now Shindou's just breathing out a sigh of relief, glad he didn't thoroughly spoil things.]

Mn. I'm sure we'll see each other around.

Goodnight.

[And with a short half-bow and a wave, he's headed off for the ballroom doorway.]