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xavier_institute_logs2015-02-14 06:25 pm
diamonds_forever) wrote in xavier_institute_logs2015-02-14 06:25 pm
The Valentine's Date Auction [OPEN]
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.
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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I was mostly just watching the auction before. I don't dance much, either, so...
[He'd honestly hoped that he was doing a slightly better job of acting like he was a functioning part of the celebration, but that cat was probably out of the bag, now. The uncertain smile he's wearing now says he's well-aware of that much.]
I'm just glad everyone's getting some time to relax for tonight.
[That, at least, he can sound earnest about. They all definitely deserve it after the past few months.]
1/2
Well, if you wanted a girl to dance with, you could have asked me.
[She grinned a bit and gave her thigh a swift smack.]
I'm pretty sure these weren't meant for dancin' in.
2/2
You in?
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[Dancing had to have been the last thing on his mind. He can't see how everyone else even gets themselves in the mood for it.
Tomorrow, they'll be back to watching the headlines with a grimace, waiting for the other shoe to drop and praying they'll be ready for it, whether it's Trask or Genosha or the FoH. But tonight somehow the most important thing is who's hanging around with who and who won who's auction?
He envies that a little, but envy doesn't make it easier to join in.]
I -- [On the other hand, here's a girl he doesn't know offering to dance with him, and that's a more concrete quandary. What's he supposed to do, pretend he's too busy doodling Chopin on his napkin...?
He swallows hard, then takes her hand again, the smile he's putting on gone distinctly wavery.]
Alright. If you want, but... [Turning his head in the direction of the dance-floor and the speakers set up around it.] I don't even know this song at all.
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[Holding tightly to his hand, Catherine gets up and starts moving toward the dance floor in a rush... you know... before he could change his mind. Incidentally, apparently super strength maaay be one of her powers, since her pull is strong.]
[As for the music...]
I dunno what it is neither! Must be new. But you gotta admit, it's kinda catchy!
[And thus did they proceed to dance.]