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GENESSIA PROM!

I - SETUP (12:00pm-5:00pm)

For any and all who agreed to help with the decorations, this would be the time to gather at the Hotel. A large list of assignments will be posted on the wall near the entrance, with duties including but not limited to:

1. Setting Tables, including placement of centerpieces
2. Wall and ceiling decorations, involving a lot of gossamer drapery and lights
3. Preparing the buffet table, with a mixture of hot and cold foods, as well as a separate table at the end for delectable deserts
4. Getting all necessary equipment on stage for the Live Band to perform. Sound Checks may occur throughout.
5. A side dressing room area set up exclusively for those who volunteered to take the time to get ready themselves, including special hair and makeup stations and a large rack to hang their dresses & shoes to change into later

II - HOTEL LOBBY (6:30pm onward)

Cozy and luxurious in its own right, those who arrive before Prom is scheduled to begin will be allowed to lounge in the Hotel Lobby for a spell. Meeting and greeting other early birds and partaking in a select few hors d'oeuvre made available while waiting for the doors to open

III. - PROM PHOTOS!

In the far corner of the lobby, a cute backdrop will be set up, ready for any and all couples/groups/brave souls going stag for the evening to take a memorable photograph! Selfies are welcome throughout, but for those desiring a more professional setup, Hikari Yagami will be on hand for the first and last hours of the night for "official" Prom Photos.

Smile, everyone!

IV - EATING/DRINKING

With a "bar" consisting of 90% nonalcoholic beverages--the remaining ten percent reserved for of age chaperones--and a buffet table spanning the length of the side wall, there will be no shortage of food options that night! Hot pasta dishes, cold sandwiches, fruits, vegetable platters, and a special end section devoted to some of the best sweets Genessia's bakeries have to offer!

Of course, what prom would be complete without the traditional Fruit Bowl Punch? Better get a sip in early, though...because some traditions never die, and it's not like those in charge can keep an eye on that bowl the entire night, can they?

V. - DANCE FLOOR

With a live band (Thank you, Professor!) ready to rock, you'll soon be dancing the night away, under ethereal decorations that will really make you feel like you're dancing among the stars!

In between sets, there will be a DJ spinning a mixture of slow dances, crowd favorites, and songs that'll really get the party rockin' (~~LMFAO style~~).

VI. - CHAPERONES

Because somebody's got to make sure the kids behave.

Hopefully actual adults who can behave themselves.

VII. - MINGLING/MISC.

What other shenanigans could the teens and tweens of Genessia possible get up to? The night is young, and so are they~

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In the evening, it gets a bit breezy – really weird for an indoor thing, right? Who left the windows open (is it even that windy outside?)

Either way, this guy wasn't by the food tables a minute ago, was he? Zaveid… didn't plan on stopping by the prom, wasn't entirely sure he got what prom was, and so is just here in his usual – leather pants and assorted accessories. Definitely not chaperone material.

He spends a moment staring about, then goes after the food. Why not?

Yeah, she's definitely not expecting the breeze, though it definitely feels nice after dancing so many great songs back to back. She's just casually procuring yet another drink from the 'adult' end of the table when he suddenly appears- or maybe just catches her attention? She's not entirely sure, but she's pretty positive he wasn't there before...

"Are you part of the band?"

Dressed like that, he's got to be, right??? Then again... isn't prom supposed to be kid friendly? ...this guy doesn't exactly look like what she'd call 'kid friendly'.

He doesn't jump when she talks to him, just blinks at her a few times like he knew she was there, but didn't expect to get talked to.

Right.

He's visible here.

"... No..." Band, band, oh, that was the music thing-

She raises a brow. Oookay then. Not the strangest reaction she's had to her saying hello, but definitely not one she was expecting-

"You alright?"

"Mmmhmn." He's drunk.

Or at the very least, buzzed to the point that anything else is on the backburner.

"I in your way?" There's a food table, maybe she wants what he's next to.

.... maybe he wants what he's next to. Where are plates. Napkins?

He's distracted now.

...She's been part of Earth culture too long to NOT be wary of a drunk, seemingly out of place guy. ...especially when said guy is around a bunch of teens.

"No...I'm fine." She watches him a minute as his attention switches over to the food table. "Those little pastries are pretty good," she tells him, nodding toward a specific plate of grape filled puffs.

Wow, rude, he is so not interested-

"....Are they?" He finds a napkin, at least, and uses that as his plate and tries-

He makes a face.

"Make'm better." Zaveid finish chewing before you complain about the food.

She cocks her head, torn between amused and highly skeptical. "You bake?"

"Guy isn't serious until he learns to make your favorite foods." Zaveid shrugs, except this seems like what he wants to avoid, because now he's scanning the drinks.

And picks out one that isn't suitable for minors first try, then downs it.

"Ah, that's how you tell," she sighs, crossing her arms and thinking on it a moment. That seems fairly specific. "I take it your girlfriend likes grape mille-feuille, then."

Her eyes widen in surprise when he just downs a drink. Ah... does this guy need a chaperone? "....Sorry to be so forward, but are you okay?"

"Liked to eat them till her mouth turned purple." Note the past tense, and the way he studies his now empty drink.

Where'd it go?

"Eh. Been worse, been better."

... He's eyeing the drinks again.

Oh.

...ouch.

Her shoulders sink. "Sorry..."

Another pause. "You sure you want to be around this many kids tonight?" Should he be in a bar or something instead?

Zaveid shifts his attention from the drinks to her for a second, looking... confused.

Then he looks behind him, and it takes a minute, but then he blinks.

"... Right. They do look like kids."

... He's clearly been at the bar for a while, Dove.

While she's still slow to move about and much quieter than the other prom goers, Theodora's smiling. It's bittersweet, but she's truly enjoying watching the much younger crowd living so fully in the moment.

Unfortunately, it's not quite enough to take her mind off of recent events, and every attempt to put it out of her mind is swept away by the new- but all too familiar- winds that eventually stir through the dancing crowd.

She turns to look his direction before she's even realized it, her own winds swirling through his just as they always used to when he returned to her.

The smile drops from her face immediately once she's realized that one, she's turned to look for him on instinct and two... he's drunk.

He is remarkably drunk. It clings to his winds, the faint scent of alcohol, and it shows in how his winds don't do that jumping away from her thing for a good... minute, while he absently munches on something by the snacks.

And then he straightens, looking right over at her and... Zaveid is drunk and its not that happy cuddly drunk he was once. He's... definitely not that happy seeming.

..... Infact he looks a little like someone gutpunched him.

She's not sure what startles her more, the heaviness his winds carry of the look on his face when he finally spots her. She stares back a moment or two before dropping her gaze to the floor. Frozen in place, she hesitates, but looks back his way.

....for the first time in her life... she might actually be afraid of him.

She wars with herself for a few more beats, but eventually her heart wins out. There's another gust of wind that gently rustles the skirts of the dresses swirling the dance floor before she reappears nearby, not quite within a distance she would have once deemed comfortable, but close enough for a private conversation. "Zaveid, please..."

Sure, he's run away and avoided her. It's harsh and painful. She's hurt, fighting a losing battle, but she's also stubborn enough not to stand too far down when something is amiss with her whirlwind. She'll try one last time... it might be all she has left in her, but she's going to try.

Zaveid wasn't expecting that, by the way he jolts when she reappears. And he doesn't quite seem to be actually seeing her - at least, sure, he's looking in the right direction and as weirdly focused as his gaze is, seems the right distance.

Still looks gutted.

His winds get a little erratic - like they don't want to touch her either, or something - as he squeezes his eyes shut.

"Not here, Shenlong. S'kids..." he mumbles, then laughs a little.

"Or maybe here works. Hate me 'nough to eat me first?"

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GENESSIA PROM!

OTA - Zaveid

This can only go well

so well

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i am not sorry

he's asking for it, how he's dressed

It's true-

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DUN DUN DUUUUUuuuuUUuuUuuUUUUuuuuunnnn

/jaws noises

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