O Happy Day

[pornbang]

Oh the glory, oh the majesty. Welcome to Prom Night, children. There are no crazy insane priests or undead former prom queens from the 1950s here, so have a good time. You will find the table arrangements to your liking, one hopes

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[hundredand10]

Ren worries about Bornpang's heavy heart. It's a thought that keeps him up through many long, late nights. That eternally beating heart, floating outside his wi....Ren. No. Stop reading Poe before prom. Now, shush and eat your vegetarian alternative.

Of course, giant floating organs are the least of his worries. Ren is unsure how best to follow Ethan's advice (don't get stabbed), but he did remember to get Ryan a flower (a sunflower on a stem that she can leave at home) and a purple, bent toothbrush bracelet he made himself.

[downandbelow]

Luckily Ryan has not been reading any such thing this evening or they could potentially go off on some horrible tangent together. Psychicly. But they can't. So moving on. Dinner is lovely.

To show exactly what sort of person she is, Ryan actually found the gifts kind of adorable. The flower is in water back home and she'll probably wear the bracelet to school some day. Sneakily. But she's not wearing it tonight. Because it doesn't match her dress, which is simple but absurdly frilly for her (and has had that obnoxious fake flower removed because really). Not that it would be beyond her to wear something ridiculous anyway but she's being girly for once so hush.

[hundredand10]

Ren was happily surprised that Ryan looked like a girl but her innate girliness came a little to late. After telling his mom that he was taking Ryan to prom, he had to sit through a long, long talk where Ren learned that:
[1] He cannot get a word in edgewise when his mum starts talking.
[2] It's okay. I'll always love you.
[3] It's a tough road, but you have to fight your own battles.
[4] There's a percentage, I don't know what it is, but it's there and important.
[5] His mom did something in college, but we don't talk about it.

Ren's mum learned that he can scream like a little girl and cover his ears.

"So. Scenery? Do you like the theme or, umm, should we just quit the small talk and return to our Plans." First, they take Manhattan. Then they'll take Berlin.

[downandbelow]

Ryan's mother was obviously an absolutely horrible person if her child-naming skills are any indication. Luckily the general gender confusion only extends so far. Not that this is in any way helpful without pictures or something for portable proof.

But congratulations, Ren. You get laughing. "We can't talk about our Plans! Someone might overhear and decipher our code. Then we'd have to start all over." And now Ryan will just be grabbing a handful of glitter a sprinkling it back on the table. She'd blow it at Ren but then it might get into the food and glitter is neither spice nor condiment.

[deemphasize]

"...who the hell came up with these seating arrangements," Caleb mutters quietly to himself. This is fantastic - he's nowhere near his date and he's with a bunch of people he doesn't know terribly well (and Harry). And Harry's across the table from him.

Fan-tastic. At this point, honestly, he would settle for being seated next to Gar. Oh well - might as well try to get some conversation going ahaha wait no that's not what he does at all, he just sits there quietly.

[crossesunshared]

Emerson isn't exactly displeased with the seating, though having Nori and Pietro together is probably not the best idea, who did that? The egos clashing. Oh man. And it doesn't help he's seated across from Nori; he fully expects to be kicked in the shins and possibly the balls at least once. Nick he only really knows from class but hey, it can't be that bad, right? Right?

God he hopes not. He's had enough drama over the last few days. He starts folding his napkin, sort of subtly looking around now and then for Ben. Just because.

[burntheblues]

Nori throws herself into her seat and shrugs her jacket off her shoulders; she's wearing what approximates to the world's tightest black dress with a huge spiky belt and heels, hair smoothed back from her face neatly. This is her version of 'appropriately dressed,' apparently. She grins and says hey to Nick, and then eyes Emerson with mild curiosity. "I was supposed to bite you at some point," she notes, conversationally, "Fortunately for you I'm actually wearing fucking lipgloss so it'll have to wait."

Once Pietro is seated she will press her knee against his lightly, because while they may be two of the most terrifying kids in school, they are in fact here together. Egos are not the things you have to worry about clashing here, kthx.

[quickerthan]

Pietro and Nick attend some of the same parties; thus they see one another relatively frequently, although this is probably one of the rare times it's in a state of reasonable sobriety! (....reasonable, since it's pretty much a given he and Nori hit some boozahol or other on the way there; that is what limos are for.)

Anyway no, ego clashing is not on the menu, unless the ego is situated somewhere in the hips. And with these two it's ...not impossible that it is. But never mind! Pietro nods briefly at the rest of the boys, doing that weird...fist-bumping thing with Nick, and glances archly at Nori. "You're starting early, aren't you? Pace yourself or we'll get kicked out by nine."

[crossesunshared]

Em frowns but eh. "Thanks...?" The thanks goes to Nori since it at least means he's got a momentary reprieve from biting. Thank god for lipgloss.

"Anyway, hi." He frowns slightly, mostly in concentration. As he already mentioned to Dane and in livejournal, his conversation skills extend to "hi" and "how are you" and lots of awkward silence. Apparently he's pacing himself, tonight.

[saymaybemaybe]

Terry probably didn't actually want to loan Niamh and her prom date his car -- or more to the point took one look at both of them and couldn't imagine either of them not crashing into something or someone -- but thanks to Aine's determination, Niamh's ceaseless nagging and Hugh Halversen's unhelpful "Oh, go on, it's her first prom" his wishes were more or less meaningless.

Her dress used to look...very different (having sleeves, for one thing, and being a good deal longer), but there's a reason Niamh feels confident enough in her ability to alter clothes to charge her peers for it. She has dodged several familial attempts to adjust it and is rather pleased with herself when she and Marion are seated.

"That looks flammable!" "That is so cute how your tie matches me!"

...surely it is Marion's life goal to be cute.

[sharkandsmoke]

It is Marion's goal in life to be cuBrianno that's a total lie. It is, however, apparently his goal this evening to look like a member of the junior mafia or something, given the particular look he is cultivating. Yes, that is a giant pearl stickpin, and yes his mother's name is Pearl, thank you for noticing. He even found a pair of those white shoes only gangsters ins 40s movies seem to wear! Perhaps he is a gangster.

Perhaps the sun is made of feet. Anyway! "Does my tie match you? You don't look polka-dotted, but I can't see under your dress."

SO WE'RE OFF TO A GREAT START THEN why.

[saymaybemaybe]

Niamh, honey, don't--

Yeah, she's just pulling her dress forward a little in the bust so she can look down. She examines her ... cleavage intensely and then lets it snap back with a sunny smile.

"Nope. Must've meant my dress! Or maybe I have matching underwear, you don't know."

AND HE WILL NEVER FIND OUT IF AINE HAS ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT IT.

[sharkandsmoke]

Marion, of course, also attempts to examine her cleavage intensely. What. "I don't, which I think is one of the great tragedies of today." Along with things like the threat of global thermonuclear war, presumably.

So with the matter of whether Niamh meant her skin or her dress - ...she meant her dress, you pedantic weirdo, everyone realized that including you - Marion sits back in his chair and slings an arm over the top of it. "Anyway, in that case I did it on purpose. I'm goddamn thoughtful, you know!"

Yes.

[talkstothecat]

Booster and his tablemates arrived via limo all together, because clearly they are just awesome like that or something. Possibly because Ted has an IQ of roughly a million, but then again that doesn't often lend itself to organisation. Plus they probably would have split a limo even if they weren't going to be stting together, let's be honest.

But they are! And Booster is sat being awkward and cute in his ridiculous white tux and wishing he could unfasten his tie already and hey, that champagne was nice, when do they eat? What he actually says, of course, is "The stars look pretty cool." ... Yes. He may have a tiny bit of a thing for star-type decor, the school is clearly PSYCHIC no, that would just be scary.