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the Prom Meme
*Post with your characters!
*Respond to other people:
-requesting dates
-demanding dates
-kidnapping for dates
-offering dress ideas
-after-dace activities/locations
-NO CHEAP MOTEL ROOMS
-SERIOUSLY, HALF OF YOU JERKS ARE FILTHY STINKING RICH
*Muns join in the added hideousness

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No banquets or balls? No dances or feasts?

Nothing of this scale. I do not remember such a thing if it happened. [thoughtful pause.] Perhaps there were some, ceremonies for the Members Elite, but. The world I come from keeps everything very orderly and subdued.

Have you never danced, then?

[blink..]

I...do not believe I have, no.

[OFFERS MORE PUNCH.]

It's been years, but I was a dab hand at it once. I think I recall the waltz, at least.

[buT MY HEAD FEELS FUZZyoh okay fine..]

'Dab hand'? That...is a good thing, correct?

It's a term that references proficiency at a particular skill. Likely I picked it up from dwarves.

Ah, I. I understand. [aheM.] 'Waltz'...that is what is being. Done here, now?

[puts a hand on Blue's back to steady his frail friend.]

Mmhm. Would you like to try it?

[blink.]

I...Am not very certain.

Enjoying the punch is fine, too.

Ah--

I am...equally uncertain about that.

[eyes him] Let me bring you some water. [he does this.]

[can't protest too busy with fuzzy headvibegjkfs.]

Hmm. Maybe the punch wasn't the best idea. Do you need to be escorted out, Blue?

I. I'm sorry. I've never...[oh woops psychic glassbreaking.] I should leave-

[NOTE TO SELF: NEVER GIVE THIS MAN ALCOHOL AGAIN.]

It's all right, Blue.

[ ... ...

picks him up and carries him outside.]

[asfj just clutches head and tries not to break anything else.]

I'm sorry-

[sets him down on a bench in the park that I have decided is nearby whatever venue this is allegedly taking place at; puts a hand on his shoulder.]

It's all right. It's my fault.

[slumps forward with his hands over his eyes and forehead.] No-

This never happened. Before.

You've never had alcohol before, have you?

Nn. None like that...

Mmm. Wait here. [he goes back in and fetches a big glass 'o water; he puts the glass to Blue's lips] Drink this. [in his other hand, he has a pilfered plate of cocktail shrimp] And eat these. Food softens the effect of drink.

[manages a bit of water, grimacing.] A-I. Apologize. For this trouble.

Why should you apologize? I gave you the drink.