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tensor_mods ([info]tensor_mods) wrote in [info]tensor,
@ 2011-02-11 17:10:00

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Entry tags:anna-marie_adler, bobby_drake, hope_abbot, jamie_madrox, jay_guthrie, jp_beaubier, kitty_pryde, marie-ange_colbert, open, peter_parker, sam_guthrie

Valentine's Day Party
The elementary students had had a low key party with punch and cookies and large amounts of glitter earlier in the day. That had all been cleaned up before dinner, though, and now the assembly hall in the main building had been...well, transformed would have been over-stating it, but it was definitely festive. Crepe paper streamers in red and pink and white had been strung from the chandeliers and along the walls, and tables down one side of the room were covered in actual fabric table cloths in matching colors, the surfaces littered with paper hearts and glitter and, almost incongruously, tasteful arrangements of red and pink roses with baby's breath. There was the obligatory punch bowl flanked by trays of elaborately decorated cookies and cupcakes, as well as platters of finger foods of varying degrees of sophistication and complexity. The chandeliers overhead had been dimmed to create a suitably 'romantic' atmosphere, while not making it too dark for the comfort of the few chaperones scattered about the room keeping a tolerant eye on the middle and high school students as they milled about, some dancing to the DJ provided music while others lingered in corners or slipped out into the lobby beyond the great double doors or the moonlit garden just outside.

In the lobby the music was muted, and clashed only slightly with the music escaping from the ballroom on the other side, where the college students were having their own event. The lobby was a large space, with thick rugs in the school colors covering the hardwood floors, and portraits of the founders looking down from the walls on a few groupings of heavy leather armchairs and tables scattered with informational brochures as well as a few free range decorations. The restrooms occupied opposite corners, and small groups of students of all ages lingered in the room, on their way in or out or simply escaping one event or the other for a while.

In the ballroom beyond, the streamers were absent there (though not the glitter), and the decorations ran to a more sophisticated black and red, with circular tables and chairs scattered around the edges of the dance floor in addition to the refreshment tables. The lights were lower as well, and there was a decided lack of chaperones monitoring the festivities as the older students enjoyed an event blissfully free from the restrictions of uniforms and dress codes.



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[info]_canttouchthis_
2011-02-12 03:15 am UTC (link)
Anna Marie had never really liked Valentines Day, and not just for the obvious reason. It just seemed like a stupid excuse for people to make out and eat lots of candy. But at least it gave her a chance to be out of uniform, if even just for one evening. Unfortunately, that also meant that she had to actually attend the Valentine's day party, if only for an hour or two.

Besides, Ali would have tried to physically drag her there if she hadn't agreed to it on her own, and that would have been just plain embarrassing for both of them. She stood toward the edge of the ballroom, glass of water in hand as she watched people talking and dancing. A couple across the dance floor appeared to be mid-breakup, and she tried not to stare too obviously. At least there were some entertaining things happening.

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[info]uncatchable
2011-02-12 06:38 pm UTC (link)
JP had roses. They'd been deposited into his hands in passing with an awkward greeting from some upperclassman or another before the poor thing had made a swift departure amidst the giggles and cackles of the group around the brunette. The Canadian simply stared at them, slightly dumbfounded as to what to do with them. They were certainly pretty, sort of a sherbert orange which probably meant something he couldn't recall. Not LOVE, at least. Thank God. Those were notoriously red, that much he knew.

After marinating for about twenty minutes, when the crowd around him dispersed to go dancing, or find drinks, or get up to some shenanigans elsewhere, he simply began distributing them among his friends as he saw them among the crowd. He had five left when he saw Anna Marie, plopping against the wall beside her, staring directly at the 'break up' show for several long seconds without any qualms, then turned his head to offer one of the roses to her. "Has anything been spiked yet?"

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[info]_canttouchthis_
2011-02-13 01:06 am UTC (link)
By the time JP joined her, Anna had given up on not being obvious. The couple was far too entertaining for her to ignore their little show completely. She did glance to the side when JP arrived, but her attention went right back to the break-up until he turned to her and... held out a rose.

"The water definitely hasn't, but I don't know about the rest of it," she replied, holding her cup up as she plucked the rose from his hand with a slightly confused smile. "Thanks?"

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[info]uncatchable
2011-02-13 01:49 am UTC (link)
"I apparently have a not-so-secret admirer." JP replied flatly, his eyes falling back on the pair as he continued to speak. "Can't remember his name either. I'm a bad person." He sounded a little thoughtful at that, glancing back down at what was left of the bouquet in his hands, only to look once more at their entertainment.

"The flowers are pretty though, but I've got no effing clue what 'orange' means. Other than...you know...'highly toxic'...." He seemed to consider that for a moment, though his eyes never drifted. "Don't think too many people want to kill me though. At least no more than usual."

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[info]_canttouchthis_
2011-02-13 05:45 am UTC (link)
"You're a horrible person," she agreed, rolling the stem of the flower between gloved fingers and turning her attention back to the fighting couple.

"Yeah... or imprisoned. Jails use orange." She looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "You do anything illegal recently?" She jerked her eyes back to the couple as the girl ripped a corsage from her wrist and threw it to the ground, then walked away. "Ouch. Happy Valentines day."

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[info]uncatchable
2011-02-13 05:59 am UTC (link)
"In your country or in mine?" JP asked thoughtfully, looking away just in time to miss the corsage ripping, though his gaze went back immediately, searching for the cause of the comment before he let out one short, loud laugh. "Eeeeeh, I bet he had it coming. I mean, you can just tell. He looks guilty." He waved his free hand lightly in the guy's direction, but didn't know exactly what he meant by that.

"So, am I your hot date for this evening?" He offered her a smile, his head tilting a little to the side.

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[info]outsidemyself
2011-02-12 11:34 pm UTC (link)
Everybody knew that middle school dances were lame. It was hard coded into the rules of the universe or should have been anyway. Hope had gone to a number of dances at her old school, and they always ended up going the same way. The boys would stand on one side and the girls would stand on the other. A few courageous "couples" would decide that they were going to dance while everyone else pretended not to watch them and feel jealous. Secretly most people would be wishing that someone would come ask them to dance. That or they would spend the entire time dreading what would happen if someone asked them to dance.

Hope never bothered herself much about it one way or the other. Instead she would merrily make her way from one person to the next whether she knew them or not, smiling and full of energy.

The only thing that was different about this dance was that the high school students were there was well, which meant that some of the rules had changed a little bit. Not enough to put a dent in her plans, though. Smiling, Hope scooped some of the glitter into the pockets of her skirt and then proceeded over to the first person she saw.

"Hi," she said brightly as she stood close enough to almost rest her chin on their shoulder. "It's a little heavy on the pink, don't you think? They still did a nice job. How's your night going?"

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[info]wingbearer
2011-02-13 05:08 am UTC (link)
The fact that the high school students were attending made Jay a little less inclined to be as free as he usually would be. High school attendance meant Sam and Paige were off in the crowd somewhere, and if he didn't behave himself right proper, Sam would be making his way over in short order.

Leaning against one of the tables, he watched people dance; covertly scanning the crowd for his siblings. The chin to his back - he was a little too tall for it to reach his shoulder - alerted him to one of his own. "Hey, Hope," he replied, turning and looping an arm about her so they could lean together. He looked around. "It's alright. Th' music could use a little more kick though, I think. I'm doing alright, how 'bout you? Come with anyone?"

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[info]outsidemyself
2011-02-13 05:24 am UTC (link)
Hope adored her classmates. Each and every one of them. There were some that could occasionally be a little bit annoying, sure, but even those people had their good points. As much as she didn't like playing favorites, Jay was one of them.

Hope leaned right back against him, smiling as she settled in for at least a little bit. She shrugged. "It does suit the ambiance. A little bit sappy and slow."

Then she giggled, furrowing her brow and scrunching her nose up as she shook her head. "No way. That road is paved with disaster according to my sisters. How about you? Am I stealing you away from anyone?"

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[info]wingbearer
2011-02-13 05:44 am UTC (link)
"Nah. 'Berto thought it'd be better t' go double stag. He's run off skirt chasin', and I'm taking a break." He stretched and decided not to mention he was already tired.

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[info]outsidemyself
2011-02-13 02:16 pm UTC (link)
That made her roll her eyes and shake her head a bit, though she was smiling so it would be hard to take even a gentle scolding in a negative way. "Maybe you shouldn't hang around `Berto so much. You're going to lose all those cute, innocent Southern boy ways. Next he'll have you buying chaps or," she pursed her lips as she tried to think of what `Berto might think that Jay should wear in order to pick up chicks, "spurs or something. I don't know. It just might be bad."

She ducked out from under his arm so that she could stand in front of her and took his arm loosely with both of her hands, eyes wide. "I must rescue you!"

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[info]wingbearer
2011-02-13 03:46 pm UTC (link)
Jay laughed. "I appreciate th' concern for my safety." He waggled an eyebrow at her. "But how do y' know I don't already own chaps?"

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Bobby and Sam
[info]_kitzilla_
2011-02-13 03:20 am UTC (link)
There were some important things that had to be kept in mind when attending a school function, especially school functions of the dance variety. One, showering. Showering was key. Two, being on time. On time meaning, of course, at least fifteen minutes late. And three, possibly the most important of them all - making an entrance.

Kitty marched up to the entrance of the ballroom, arm in arm with her escorts, and grinned. She was wearing a very bright pink dress, and both Bobby and Sam's outfits matched hers, though neither had decided to also go with frilly ladies' almostformalwear.

They were there for one reason only: to propagate a furious rumor about themselves. Also, there was food and music and other people to talk to. Okay, maybe feeding into rumors about themselves wasn't the only reason, though it was definitely the reasoning behind the matching outfits.

"I am such a pimp," she observed casually, glancing around the room before grinning at Sam and Bobby. "That makes you guys my bitches."

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[info]after_burners
2011-02-13 05:35 am UTC (link)
Bobby and Kitty might be there to propagate furious rumors about them, Sam was pretty much there because he'd been proven constitutionally incapable of saying no to either of them. Even when it involved wearing almost painfully pink accessories and helping them keep people speculating about just how strange and kinky the three of them were. If only they knew that the strange was almost limitless and the kinky almost non-existent.

"Seriously, Kit? Seriously?" Sam asked, snorting and shaking his head at her. But he was smiling, because he seemed to be about as incapable of not smiling around the pair of them as he was of saying no to them. "I came to this thing with the two of you to avoid that sorta thing, so don't go getting no ideas."

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[info]hewhocometh
2011-02-13 06:05 am UTC (link)
"How many Johns and Janes does a fella have to work through to get fed around here?" he replied, swaying slightly with the beat. He tilted his head and grinned up at Sam. "I'll do a two-fer, but you have to promise not to crush me."

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[info]_kitzilla_
2011-02-13 06:20 am UTC (link)
"Aw, Sammy," Kitty grinned, tugging on his arm. "You should know better than that. We're already full of ideas, just waiting for the best time to go spilling all over the place." Turning back to look at the festivities, she tilted her head. "Food, then?"

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[info]after_burners
2011-02-13 06:27 am UTC (link)
Even almost two years of exposure and practice couldn't quite keep Sam's face from heating at Bobby's teasing, though it did give him the wherewithal to respond.

"Guess you could be on top if you're that worried 'bout it," he offered gamely, though his blush went a few shades darker as he said it. "An' you-" He bumped Kitty with his hip, just hard enough to bounce her lightly into Bobby. "So long as you swear t'keep me away from Carolyn Miller your ideas can do all the spillin' they want."

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[info]hewhocometh
2011-02-13 06:34 am UTC (link)
"Oh hey! A cheap date. Awesome!" Bobby managed to hold his ground as Kitty bumped into him. "Oh great, that's the last thing we need. The EPA showing up. Where' Carolyn Miller?"

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[info]multidude
2011-02-13 03:56 am UTC (link)
Jamie liked dances. Music! Laughing! Streamers! Punch! What wasn't there to like?

Being dateless.

He had himself, of course, but the dupes weren't very interesting to make out with.

As a kid, Jamie would read about Valentine's Day and how it was all about love and kissing and candy, and his parents would give him a heart-covered card and some chocolate (but not too much, OH MY GOD, too much sugar plus Jamie equaled a bad situation). But he never really got the "lonely on Valentine's" trope before going out in the real world and...being alone. Seeing couples while being alone. Seeing couples making out in the corner while being...oh, here came the chaperone.

Jamie was trying not to stare as he absently wandered toward the punch bowl -- and bumped into someone already standing there.

"Sorry!" he said, flustered, and brushed the hair out of his eyes.

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[info]amazingparker
2011-02-13 05:58 am UTC (link)
"Wait, no!" Peter said desperately. He flailed at Jamie, covering his eyes before the other boy could see him. "Wait, wait, no, this was not supposed to go this way; why didn't you answer my im? I had to tell you something!"

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[info]multidude
2011-02-13 06:04 am UTC (link)
"Huh?" Jamie said, frowning a little in confusion. "I don't even know...wait." He hadn't checked his SUPER SECRET RPG IM for a few hours, and only one person was on the list. "Peter?"

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[info]amazingparker
2011-02-13 06:17 am UTC (link)
"Yes...sort of! It's complicated. Well, technically, yes, it is me, but not the way you... That is, I'm not the same..."

He paused. Blew out a breath.

"This went a lot better in my imagination. I was actually almost cool there."

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[info]multidude
2011-02-13 06:21 am UTC (link)
"...do you want me to close my eyes, and you can tell me how you imagined it?"

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[info]amazingparker
2011-02-13 06:31 am UTC (link)
"That would be great," Peter said, dropping his hands. He awkwardly shoved them into his pockets before sliding them out to tap lightly against his thighs. He crossed his arms. He dropped them again. He shifted from foot to foot.

He felt like he was in someone elses' body.

"I'm a spider."

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[info]deal_the_arcana
2011-02-13 09:22 pm UTC (link)
Marie-Ange had never considered herself the sort of person who would go to a Valentine's Day dance, especially considering that the majority of the student population would be there. It was true that her nerves had calmed down quite a bit in large crowds, but it still was not the sort of potentially stressful situation that she liked to put herself in. The only reason that she was there was because the cards had suggested that it might be a good opportunity. Marie-Ange was currently interpreting all opportunities in one way: the chance to get some interesting pictures.

She was not interested in the typical, posed photographs that she had seen a million times over. Nor did she want anything overly dramatic or even painful. All she wanted was a small snippet of something real and lovely that would not offend or embarrass anyone. She wanted to play with her camera and experiment in different light when not using a flash. Perhaps she would slow down the shutter speed or maybe try and locate other sources of illumination.

There was also the chance that she would become overwhelmed and be unable to take a single shot. Taking pictures of her projections was one thing but taking pictures of actual people was something altogether different.

It crossed her mind as she crossed the threshold, camera in hand, that she might have been well served to seek permission prior to the start of the event itself. Unfortunately it was too late to pursue that avenue now.

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