Do you Have Your Valentine?

[Puck]

As Tinkerbell kept her eyes on the opposite pair of dancers, her eyes narrowed, and she quickly formulated her next "plan of attack".

Before Puck could even react to what she was doing, Tink had turned around, wrapping her arms around Puck's next to help support herself. Continuing to grind, she rolled her eyes at Puck's mortified expression.

"You want to show them up, right?" She hissed. "Well, then dance." Hesitantly, Puck complied, taking hold of her hips yet again and carrying on with the dance. Glancing over towards Clopin and Taylor, he couldn't help but smirk, moving closer to Tinkerbell as the song went on.

[Jericho]

Feb 19, 2011 23:25:20 GMT -5 Raven said:

Raven reached out and took the candy from Jerico's hand. She'd never seen anyone look that sad when she said she was leaving. They usually looked relieved to a point where she just wanted to go to her favorite dark club and listen to the poetry. Sometimes she would read her own, but mostly she kept to the shadows. She sighed and wanted to place her hand into Jerico's.

"I guess...I could stay for a bit," she said.

A grateful expression latched itself onto Joseph's face and he gently took her by the wrist, guiding her over to one of the far tables. He had noticed the embaressed glance she had sent to the couple on the dance floor and, looking over now to see four people grinding against each other, his face as well flushed a healthy red. Admittedly, he'd done something like this himself with a few girls who were into that sort of this; however, it had always in a more anonymous setting, such a club of others who were doing the same thing. He pulled out a chair at the far table facing away from the rest of the party, offering it to her before sitting down himself.

[Clopin]

"Taylor, don't you even think about it." Clopin hissed, as they came back up to a standing position.

"Don't worry, kid." Taylor said, with a smirk. With ease, she slid out of Clopin's grip, and slyly disappeared, leaving Clopin by himself on the dance floor. With no dance partner, the gypsy rolled his eyes, and began to dance by himself, spinning on one foot here and there as he danced, having absolutely no idea what the other was about to do.

Taylor, meanwhile, crept up from behind Puck, and with fluid movement, was now standing between Puck and Tink. And she was dancing. Clopin's eyes widened in shock, but relaxed a little. He knew that Taylor knew better than to try and steal Puck. She was only attempting to help...

"So...Puck...I don't know when you plan on getting back with your boyfriend over there, but it's our intent to make you two lose our little dance competition. Isn't that right, Tinkerbell?" Taylor asked, with a smirk.

[Puck]

((ooc: Sorry to be gone so long-we had to go to the store. DX))

"Taylor!" Puck turned red yet again as the girl placed herself in between her and Tinkerbell, while Tink gave an irritated scowl. Glancing quickly at the blond, Puck shook his head, and turned his attention back to Taylor.

"I honestly don't care about 'winning' this ridiculous contest. But I would very much appreciate it if this were to stop immediately," Puck said, nodding his head in the direction of their dancing.

Tinkerbell muttered a curse beneath her breath, stepping back away from Taylor with another scowl. Folding her arms across her chest, she attempted to focus her attention on the others, but was having some difficulty under her presently tipsy condition. "Oh, shut up, Taylor. Like I actually care if you two 'win' or not. There's only one thing that truly matters if I win at or not, and I've already got Clopin beat at that. Puck just doesn't know it yet," she replied, giving a sneer.

[Clopin]

Taylor held her hand down, in an attempt not to slap Puck.
"That's what I meant by the "contest"." Taylor hissed. "And that's also why I've shoved myself in between you two. Tinkerbell, Puck doesn't like you, and you're just too damn stubborn to admit it. And you seem to have forgotten that you're up against two assassins, who can kill you easily. But you're not worth my dagger." Taylor said with a sneer, before stepping towards the freshman.

"And kid...you can't beat Clopin at what he does best."

[Puck]

Puck narrowed his eyes at Tinkerbell, stepping back himself as Taylor began to threaten her. He knew exactly what she was insinuating, and he didn't appreciate it at all.

"With all due respect, Squirt, I think you'd best stick to the wallflower look for the rest of this dance, if you'd like to remain alive throughout the night. And I've got better things to do than bother with you all night," Puck growled.

Tink glared, choosing to ignore what Taylor had said for a moment. Taking a step forward, she stared hard up at Puck's face, and suddenly before anyone could do anything, she grabbed the boy roughly by the neck and kissed him.

Puck nearly fell backwards in shock, eyes widening as she pressed her lips to his own. He tried to force her away, but Tink's held fast, and Puck was forced to stare back at her own closed eyes as he waited for her to "finish"

[Taylor]

Taylor's face hardened for a moment at Tink's little act. The fact that this kid kept trying to sabotage her friend's relationship was enough to tick her off.
"You've done it now." Taylor growled.

Somewhere else in the school, Bob's ears pricked up, and his head shot up from his sleeping position on the floor of the Warden's classroom. "Bob, what the hell man? What's wrong with you?" the Warden asked, looking up from his stack of papers to grade.

"Taylor needs my help y'all. Do we have permission to kill?" Bob asked, as he leapt up to a standing permission. "Wha--permission to kill what, may I ask? You two both know you can kill anything, as long as it isn't me or my co-workers." the Warden said, with a roll of his eyes. Bob only shook his head, as he took off galloping towards the dining hall.

Clopin, meanwhile, had nonchalantly walked off to one of the nearby tables, and calmly seated himself, with a straight expression upon his face. Before he could do anything else, a blur of white and pink shot past him, and whatever it was, it nearly skidded into Taylor.
"If it isn't the gay unicorn Bob." Taylor said with a smirk, as she slipped out her dagger.

[Puck]

When at last Tinkerbell pulled back, Puck jerked away, looking at the girl in shock. She keep a straight face while staring at him, seemingly not interested in his reaction in the least.

"Well, I'm glad I got to see what that was like," she said quietly. She was unsure if her actions were the result of the alcohol, the fact that it was Valentine's day, or what exactly, but kissing Puck...hadn't been what she'd expected.

"Okay, what the hell was that?" Puck demanded, angry now. Each of them took notice of the unicorn, and Puck keep a cool gaze on Tinkerbell. "You know what, it doesn't matter. You're dead now anyway, as Taylor said."

Tink sighed, apparently not even caring. Giving a hard stare, she shook her head, and said with a smirk, "Well, at least I got to be your first kiss from a girl, fly boy."

[Gamzee Makara]

All these lights. All this emotion. All this drama. In one motherfncking room.

Under normal circumstances, the troll known as Gamzee Makara would be dumbstruck and infatuated by all of these things. He would be as happy as a stoner could be, chilling the fnck out with a Sopor Slime pie in a nice cozy spot while all of his "brothers" and "sisters" had the time of their precious little lives out on the dance floor.

But tonight. Tonight was different.

Gamzee was just about out of Sopor Slime. And holy sh1t he had a headache like no other. But he couldn't pass this opportunity up. Social gatherings like this were the best times to make friends.

He was going to fight this headache with all of his juggalo might. Which wasn't really much but whatever.

But gog damn, he just realized he hardly knew anyone in the room. He had probably trolled a couple of these people on the school chat, but he didn't really have any idea who they were in the flesh. One group in particular seemed awfully salty about something and it hurt his poor ol' heart to see brothers and sisters fighting about anything. But it wasn't his problem and he figured most issues work themselves out.

So he just kind of stood there with a hand to his head and watched the lights for a while.

Damn life sure is beautiful. But damn this headache was really getting to him.

[Taylor]

Clopin noticed the troll stumble in, and raised an eyebrow. "Are you alright there?" Clopin asked, with a bit of concern in his voice.

Meanwhile, Bob narrowed his eyes at Tink. "Little girl, do y'all know how fast this unicorn can move? If I felt like it, y'all would've been dead more than two seconds ago, with your body impaled on my horn. Nice imagery, isn't it, y'all?" Bob asked, circling around Tink as he spoke. Taylor only kept her arms crossed, with her dagger shining with a pink hue from the overhead lights.

"I'm surprised that Clopin is taking it this well, Puck." Taylor said, observing how calmly Clopin had seated himself, instead of storming off as he always did.

[Puck]

"Yeah," Puck nodded in agreement, frowning in Tink's direction. "I would have thought him to be willing to rip her throat out at this point. I suppose that I am the jealous one here, then," Puck said with a smirk to Taylor.

Tink, meanwhile, put a hand to her forehead, growing dizzy as the unicorn encircled her. "Alright, alright, I get it. I've had my fun," Tink said, wincing as she spoke. "Could you just...please stand still?" The alcohol was beginning to take a negative effect on the girl's position, and she suddenly felt even more unstable than before.

[Gamzee Makara]

Gamzee noticed with a dazed look in his eyes as someone asked him something. He turned to the voice and saw a boy sitting at a table. Am I aLrIgHt? he thought to himself, repeating the boy's question in his head. He clumsily grabbed a seat across from the gypsy and slumped down in it, nodding.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine, thanks" he smiled, but then placed his face in his hands, not noticing that he was smearing his clown-like make up. "...I-I think."

[Taylor]

Clopin smirked for a moment, before facing Gamzee. "Would you like a drink, mon ami?" the gypsy asked carefully. Gamzee's answer hadn't been wholly correct, and he had a feeling that maybe a drink would do something to help the troll.

Bob's smile grew even wider, as he continued to circle around Tink.
"Stop? Why should I, y'all?" Bob asked. Before Tinkerbell could say another word, Bob once again became a blur of white and pink, spinning around the poor girl in a neverending circle.

"I...I don't think I've ever seen this attack of Bob's before." Taylor said, as she observed the unicorn's spinning. She silently tucked her dagger away, and looked to Puck. "And it's not your fault. Some of us do tend to get jealous sometimes." she said with a laugh.

[Kabuto Hyuuga]

The sight on the dancefloor caught the medical studies teacher's attention almost the minute the daggar was drawn. He had been giving the teenagers on the dancefloor their few minutes of fun before he broke them up for indecent dancing, but weapons were going much too far.
"I'm sorry Sakura, but I'm going to excuse myself for a moment." The medic said seriously, getting up off the wall. His eyes took in the smaller girl, who seemed to be reeling a little; his nose caught the smell of alcohol, a scent he was not unfamiliar with. The elfin-eared boy standing near her looked vengeful, but not likely to take immediate action. The Warden's Unicorn was also there, but certainly did not seem to be concerned about his position as an administrator; in fact, he looked more likely to engage in violence. But the brunette holding the daggar was the one Kabuto was most concerned about.
Arms crossed stiffly over his chest, Kabuto strode directly into the middle of the pack, pale eyes glaring.
"I don't know exactly what's going on here, but I suggest that it desist this moment."

[Tinkerbell]

Tinkerbell was beginning to feel a little nauseous, and as the unicorn continued to circle around her, she slowly sank to her knees, holding her head fearfully as she did. She felt as though she were about to be sick, and before anyone could say another word, Tink was already up and running towards the bathroom, pushing past the teacher without another thought.

Puck glanced briefly in her direction before turning his gaze back on Kabuto. Keeping an unreadable expression, the teen quickly nodded. This was an action that he was used to doing when around his father, whenever he was being convicted for some sort of wrong hood. Based on the little that he knew about this teacher, he had a feeling that they would be alright as long as they remained hospitable throughout the rest of the evening.

"Right," Puck said stiffly. "Of course, sir."