(( If Dan doesn't mind, I'll put in a bit for Libby here. He can fill in her outfit and any thoughts when he notices. 
))
Annette and Linda came in from the elevators having got dressed in Annette's room. Arm in arm, they stepped out of the elevator and looked around.
Annette had been out shopping with Joanna Zicky earlier that week and had come back with what would be best described as a proper LBD. Thin shoulder straps, light, clingy fabric, mid thight length (which was fairly conservative for her) and two-inch spike heels. Her hair was done up in a bun, with a pair of steel pins stuck through it to keep it in place. She was wearing little in the way of make-up, a little lip gloss and eye shadow.
Annette smiled, waved to Ryan, and then followed after Linda, who had spotted the buffet, blue eyes lighting up.
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There's a faint 'ding' as one of the elevators arrived and it's doors opened but no one stepped out. After a few seconds, the doors start to slide shut again but were stopped by a pale hand. A bright blue eye peered around the corner, checking out the area, before it's owner finally stepped out into the lobby.
Dressed in a knee length shimmering scarlet dress covered in sequins and cut low at the back, with darker red tights, scarlet high heels, and her short red hair immaculately coiffured, Cara looked nervously around the lobby, feeling rather conspicuous to be on her own. Her pale skin sparkled faintly under the lights as the glitter in her makeup caught and reflected the different colours, making her look considerably older than her 14 years.
Seeing Ryan on the raised stage, she started to walk slowly towards him, a little unsteady in the heels, and blushed faintly as she looked as his suit. "Uh... Hey, Ry..."
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Ryan nodded back to Annette and Linda, raising his glass of punch in toast to them.
"Got a good feeling about tonight." He remarked to himself, before blinking and quickly touching the wooden surface on the podium. He blinked a bit as he saw Cara, and an orange blur darted from the podium to where she was to offer an arm, his hair not even out of place, even with the burst of super speed. "Cara, hey... and wow. That's quite the dress you've got on."
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Entering through the main doors came Juan Ross, Sophie Reynalds, Isaac Anderson and Minako Nishzumi. The two couples nodded politely to the others as they made their way to get some drinks. Well, Juan nodded politely. Sophie waved excitedly, Isaac flirted his way there, and Minako seemed to marvel at the light show going on behind them, and all the background noise of the happy (If some being slightly nervous) students.
Out of the four, Isaac Anderson, the platinum blond haired owner of The Pits nightclub and Sophie's fiancee and date, was the best dressed. In a black suit and red silk shirt, his beard was clipped neat and his fingers, earrings and cufflinks adorned with silver, onyx and ruby jewellery. His blue eyes were bright behind the black rimmed, red tinted glasses he wore, though every so often a crimson glow would envelop his eyes... just -what- was he using his shadow powers for?
Sophie, the somewhat radioactive New Vigilant student, had indeed been telling the truth when she mentioned her dress promamently featured safety pins, the home made outfit had a punkish-goth appeal to it, what with the safety pin clasped sides showing off a fair bit of pale grey skin, black velvet and neon green lace showing off her legs at the sides, and a completely bare back. Her long white hair was pinned up and spiked in places, and all of her usual piercings in her eyebrows, ears, nose, lips and tongue were replaced with silver bars with emerald studs on. A small window in the front of her dress showed off the naval piercing. Thankfully none of the others were on show. Sophie also wore a pair of rounded glasses with green lenses, much like Isaac's rectangular ones.
Juan was dressed much like Isaac, in a black suit with a tie and a light blue shirt. He lacked the jewellery that his best friend wore though, and his three eyes peered about searching for faces he knew among the students he worked with. And trying not to spend too long looking at the group he was with for fear of mesmerization.
Minako, the Japanese girl who taught art at the Tower on some weekends, was dressed in a rather slinky black dress, her long black hair, tinted slightly with purple, was done up in an oriental style, with a few pieces of gold jewellery with pink stones offsetting it.
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Rushmore, well, in this form Jamie Matthews was waiting outside Joanna Zicky's door, dressed in the suit he rented for the occasion. His hair was in its usual style (though some often joked it was more just how he found it when he woke up in the morning), and the young man looked a little nervous as he paced around the front of the door in circles, his dark grey suit having a rather strange blue flower for a boutonniere, and in his hands was a similar corsage for his date.
((Those who know Alraune will recognize those flowers.))
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More and more students were filing into the lobby for the prom. Quickfrost was there, looking slightly uncomfortable in trousers and a black shirt with white tie, but the young Latino woman he brought as his date seemed to admire it. Rho was dressed in a fine desiner suit, the student from a wealthy family flirting it up with some of the girls. Sleight was rather reticent in one corner of the room, the telekinetic girl dressed in a rather poofy skirted dress. The other students came in a range of fashions, from the formal to the casual formal, and a couple stood out like sore thumbs in just jeans and t-shirts.
Cara jumped a little as Ryan suddenly appeared at her side and took her arm. "Umm.. Th.. thanks." She stammered a little, clearly somewhat embarrassed to be all dressed up and be without a date.
"Uh, Ellie kinda... brought it over earlier.. She... helped me to get ready and stuff. You really think I look alright?"
As she spoke, she noticed more students start to enter, most with dates, and moved a little so that Ryan was more between them and her. "Feel kinda silly, all dressed up like this and no date..."
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Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Tabby dodged her way between some of the other students, staying low and trying not to be spotted too much. She was not really sure what this event was all about, but Annette had explained to her (very slowly) that it was a kind of training exercise, and Diana had taken her shopping and bought her some special training clothes. These consisted of a sparkly, strapless top and a short skirt. Diana had said she looked 'very festive.' Tabby thought about her training objectives, and headed for the buffet counter.
Diana herself had persuaded Dane that it was her, or probably Claudia, had kitted herself out in a fire-red minidress and heels, and was doing her absolute darndest to try to make Quickfrost jealous, which meant that Dane looked doubly uncomfortable in a hired suit and with a girl he didn't actually fancy that much draped over him. He did, actually, make the suit look good, but he was a street kid and this kind of thing was not his style.
And elevator dinged and Claudia emerged, pausing in the entrance for her adoring public to take in her new look. A long, pearlescent white gown made her blonde hair and pale skin stand out well. It was rather low cut for her age, but Claudia liked to make a statement. When she noticed that, actually, too many people were busy paying attention to too many other things, she thought about drawing a little more attention to herslef, but then spotted that one of the people that had noticed her entrance was Annette, who had gone very, very psi-blank and a little stoney eyed just at that moment. Deciding to save that for later, Claudia worked her way toward the punch bowl.
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Returning from a brief interlude in what Americans seemed to persist in refering to as the 'bathroom' - he had yet to see a bath in a public one - Doctor Richard Huntington III entered the room. His tailored suit hung comfortably, waistcoat and tie in a deep burgundy, with a white rose pinned to his lapel.
He smiled towards Ryan, though he didn't expect the busy young man to notice, and attempted to loom significantly, near the buffet, casting his eyes around the gathering students, nodding toward the young men he recognised, and offering sly winks to the ladies.
The wisdom of Shadowe: Ghostraptor: The Shadowe is wise ...; FFM: Shadowe is no longer wise.
; Techbot_Alpha: Also, what Shadowe said. It seems he is still somewhat wise 
; Bull Throttle: Shadowe was unwise in this instance...; Rock_Powerfist: in this instance Shadowe is wise.; Techbot_Alpha: Shadowe is very wise *nods*; Zortel: *Quotable line about Shadowe being wise goes here.*
"Chaperone duty does not usually include reducing the young women to blushing, Richard." BODICIA's voice remarked from one of the Vigilants, pouring some punch for Claudia. The Vigilants were all instructed to keep a careful eye on the punchbowl. Spiked punch was not on the cards for tonight.
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"I am quite positive that you look fine, Cara." Ryan said, giving her a quick hug. "And hey, my date isn't here yet either. Just go out, chat with the other students and have some fun. Dating's not that big a thing." The young leader of the group patted a hand on her shoulder.
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Quickfrost glanced over to his teammates, Diana and Dane, and in his usual exuberance of social interaction just gave a slight nod. Tactically, he clearly saw just what Diana was trying to do. Handling it was a different matter though. Turning back to the woman he brought with him, he began to chat about small talk, mulling over just what do to.
Explosions at a prom were never good, and a jilted and jealous Dinahmite?
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"Watch out for the blond." Juan whispered into Isaac's ear, slipping an arm around his back. Sophie and Mina were still at the buffet, letting the two men have a brief moment of time together.
"The one in white? Got you, Babe." Isaac nodded, before brushing a stray lock of Juan's dark purple-black hair out of his face.
"Good, she's psionic, manipulative. I know Ryan would rather not have an incident." Juan saud, before kissing Isaac lightly on the cheek.
"Hey, at least you've got me on my best behaviour." Isaac grinned, drawing him in for a proper kiss.
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"Richard, hi!" Sophie waved over at Shadowe, before nibbling on some cheese on a stick. Her home made dress hadn't fallen apart yet, but it was pushing the boundries in prom fashion. "You should.... mmmh, try some of the food!"
Chuckling, Richard murmured softly, confident that BODICIA would hear him. "Perhaps chaperone duty does not, my dear, but Richard duty does. And it's one I'm happy to avoid shirking. Besides, Cass will keep an eye on me, I'm sure."
He grinned at Sophie when she called his name, and took the opportunity to study her dress. "Oh, I've eaten already, my dear. I might have a sausage roll later, if there are any left, but it doesn't take much to stoke my furnace. Of course, if I was feeling at all adventurous I would point out that the loveliness of the ladies in my presence is enough to make me forget my appetite, regardless."
The wisdom of Shadowe: Ghostraptor: The Shadowe is wise ...; FFM: Shadowe is no longer wise.
; Techbot_Alpha: Also, what Shadowe said. It seems he is still somewhat wise ; Bull Throttle: Shadowe was unwise in this instance...; Rock_Powerfist: in this instance Shadowe is wise.; Techbot_Alpha: Shadowe is very wise *nods*; Zortel: *Quotable line about Shadowe being wise goes here.*
Cara nodded and took a deep breath. "Well... If you say so, dad. I think I'll get a drink, okay?"
Flashing him a quick grin, she started to head towards the buffet, passing near Richard as she does. "Uh, hey Richard... You're looking nice... Like the tie..."
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Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Sophie's eyes glowed brightly behind her glasses. "You're worse than Isaac." She grinned. "No, really. He's much better at stoking my furnace. Or reactor."
"Sophie." BODICIA remarked from one of the Vigilants, quite reprimandingly.
"Sorry!" Sophie apologised, before grinning to Cara. "Hey Cara! Looking great, where'd you get the dress from?"
Flashpoint weaved her way through the crowd, wearing a jet black dress with a lowcut back and a flame-coloured stone on a chain around her neck the jet black dress had a circular hole over her stomach she also seemed to be wearing more make-up than her normal gothic eye shadow and lipstick making her look incredibly beautiful and for a lead singer she seemed amazingly nervous, looking for Amy she moved towards the buffat table and waiting glancing around, waving to certain people while waiting for Amy...
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Cara's eye's lit up on spotting her teammate, and grinned in reply, "Hey Sophie... Ellie made it for me and brought it over, isn't it great? Yours looks really nice too though, love the safety pins!"
She reached out to take a glass of punch one of the Vigilants was holding out to her and sipped it as she looked Mina over, then smiled at the stranger. "Hi there, I'm Cara, one of Sophie's team mates."
@FloatingFatMan
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
A wry smile flickered across Richard's lips, and he turned to follow Cara as she passed him.
"Excuse me? Have we met, Miss? Perhaps my memory is getting worse, but I'm positive that I would recall a flame-haired vision of loveliness such as yourself..." He allowed himself a quick wink, then continued. "Of course, given the nature of the evening, I feel it incumbent upon me to mention that I do rather feel that the dress you're almost wearing suits you, my dear."
The wisdom of Shadowe: Ghostraptor: The Shadowe is wise ...; FFM: Shadowe is no longer wise.
; Techbot_Alpha: Also, what Shadowe said. It seems he is still somewhat wise ; Bull Throttle: Shadowe was unwise in this instance...; Rock_Powerfist: in this instance Shadowe is wise.; Techbot_Alpha: Shadowe is very wise *nods*; Zortel: *Quotable line about Shadowe being wise goes here.*
Cara blushed furiously and quickly checked herself, her voice sounding almost panicky. "What do you mean, almost wearing!? Oh geez, I'm not showing anything am I?"
Almost turning full circle, Cara finally managed to check her dress properly and, realising she'd been had, glared up at Richard. "Hey, no fair! You're meant to be chaperoning, not teasing!"
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Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Laughing, he leaned down closer and whispered in Cara's ear, "I'm just trying to keep the attention of the prettiest girl at the ball away from the clamouring hordes of young men, my dear. Which is certainly part of my chaperoning duties. Is it working?"
The wisdom of Shadowe: Ghostraptor: The Shadowe is wise ...; FFM: Shadowe is no longer wise.
; Techbot_Alpha: Also, what Shadowe said. It seems he is still somewhat wise ; Bull Throttle: Shadowe was unwise in this instance...; Rock_Powerfist: in this instance Shadowe is wise.; Techbot_Alpha: Shadowe is very wise *nods*; Zortel: *Quotable line about Shadowe being wise goes here.*
Claudia considered the available selection as she quietly accepted her drink from the Vigilant. The one they called Issac was... ooo, very nice, but his proximity to Juan, not so good. Annette would likely skin her alive if she played with Diana again, or Tabby, actually, and besides Diana looked to be doing a good enough job on her own with Jacob. Hmm... who was that one?
She sidled up to Richard and smiled her best and most winning smile. "Good evening, sir, have we met? I'm Claudia, Claudia Chandris."
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Annette nodded to Richard before turning and spotting Quickfrost. She wandered in his direction as Linda wandered in the other, carrying a plate which was slowly growing in height as she piled food onto it.
"Jacob," she said, smiling, "you are looking most dashing this evening." She smiled at the girl he was chatting to. "Hi, I'm Annette, Jacob's Team Leader." She held out a hand.
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Using only scent, Tabby had located her prey. Now, gaining visual range, she prepared to pounce, judging carefully the passage of various other students between her and her target. With a sudden rushing movement, she sprang. The sausage roll was hers!
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Dane was fully aware that Diana fancied Jacob, but then, the object of his own affections was hardly going to be dragged away from her date for the evening any time soon, so going along with the team's resident fire thrower had seemed a good pan. His own ability to manipulate fire did mean he was in some position to squelch things a bit if Diana went overboard. Well... there was always the chance he might get a dance with Annette sometime, especially if Liberty Girl kept eating like that.
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Regina Stacker wasn't feeling too comfortable in her glittery blue dress, and it was showing on her face as she shuffled out of the lift, barely managing to hide the fact that she was fighting against a knee-height skirt and high heels that matched the colour of the red dye in her hair, which was surprisingly in a French twist.
Reggie stood on the spot grumbling for a moment as she straightened herself out, before noticing something was missing. Or more precisely, someone.
"Uh... Sue?" Reggie looked back at the closing lift doors and smacked her forehead with her palm. "Buggerit! Not a good start, is it?"
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Cara glared up at Richard, but her retort was cut off by Claudia's sudden appearance and interruption. Letting out a small sigh of exasperation, she turned back to Sophie and Mina and held out her hand to the asian girl. "Sorry, where were we? Oh right, yeah.. I'm Cara, Cara Trace. Nice to meet you!"
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Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Richard smiled as Cara turned away, and brought his eyes up to meet Claudia's.
"I don't believe I've had the pleasure, my dear, no. I'm Richard Huntington." He held out his hand, and smiled warmly. "Ryan seems to think that I'll be good at keeping my eyes open for trouble." He half-winked at her, murmuring, "But I see you've already found me."
The wisdom of Shadowe: Ghostraptor: The Shadowe is wise ...; FFM: Shadowe is no longer wise.
; Techbot_Alpha: Also, what Shadowe said. It seems he is still somewhat wise ; Bull Throttle: Shadowe was unwise in this instance...; Rock_Powerfist: in this instance Shadowe is wise.; Techbot_Alpha: Shadowe is very wise *nods*; Zortel: *Quotable line about Shadowe being wise goes here.*
Linda finished stacking her plate with sundry savoury and spicy canapes, vol-au-vents and barquettes and stopped before Annette mobilized her "Behave yourself" look. If Annie was going to say anything, Linda postponed it by teasing a dainty little pastry topped with creamed Mexican cheese and a slice of jalapeno past her lips.
"Try these!" she implored. "They're lovely!"
As if in encouragement, Linda popped another into her mouth and made a satisfied mmmm sound. She was about to check for the umpteenth time that the seams on her black stockings were straight when, spotting a Vigilant bearing flutes of what looked like Pimms, she put down her plate and lifted two glasses from the silver tray. Passing one to Annie she smiled and raised her glass. "It's been a good year, all in all," she said with a smile.
Claudia let herself smile inwardly and wondered vaguely whether she should push Cara a little... No. Not yet anyway. Too obvious, and Ryan would probably do something nasty if he found out.
Later. When things got noisier and there were more distractions.
She doubled up her smile at Richard instead. "Oh, I'm not any trouble at all," she replied, adding a little touch of batted eyelids.
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Annette took the glass and grinned. "It certainly has," she said, even if there was that nagging feeling somewhere in the back of her head that something just had to go wrong soon.
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Mina bowed her head. "I'm Minako Nishzumi, hajimemashite." She said before smiling. Sophie grinned and set her plate down before putting her arms round Mina's shoulders. "Mina's Juan's fiancee. But more importantly, she's my girlfriend." Sophie nodded, before starting to playfully nibble at Mina's head.
"Iie, stop it Sophie-chan! I'm not for eating, and you're not Jane-chan. No brains here!" She said with a grin, before shaking Cara's hand. "It's nice to meet you. I help with the art classes here sometimes."
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Rho blinked as Tabby lept past him to grab one of the sausage rolls from the table, the young man shaking his head a little. "Sometimes I wonder why I'm at this place." He pondered out loud, before phasing a hand through the Lyrical Cyclone to grab the french fancy cake he was after. "Oh, that's right."
"Hey, not cool, man." Ron gritted his teeth, hating the sight of an arm coming through his stomach. "And I was going for that first!"
"Early bird, Cyke. Early bird." Rho laughed.
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Quickfrost nodded. He did that an awful lot. "Annette, evening. Not brought my centerpiece for the buffet out yet." He noted, before letting Annette talk to his date.
"Hey, I'm Valeria." She said with a slight Puerto Rican accent. "Great to meet you, Jacob's mentioned you when talking about this place. It's certainly something!" She smiled. She was dressed in a dark blue dress that came down to her knees, with slight sparkles worked into the material, and her hair was curled and pinned up.
((No Pimms, Happy_Dan! No alcohol allowed! And those canepes are certainly... something to serve at a prom attended mostly by teens. :P ))
Cara grinned in response and shook Mina's hand, "Cool, so your Sophie's AND Juan's girl? That's kinda... confusing!"
Releasing Mina's hand after a moment, the young woman took a sip of her punch and looked around, "Sure looking busy already, and almost everyone's got dates too..."
@FloatingFatMan
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Richard smiled slightly, and leaned conspiratorially closer to Claudia. "Ah, my dear, we'll have to wait and see, won't we? I think I'll keep my own counsel on the matter, rather than trusting to the word of pretty young girls whom I've only just met. Though I'm willing to be persuaded."
((Christmas holiday starts here for me, folks - see you in a couple of hours))
The wisdom of Shadowe: Ghostraptor: The Shadowe is wise ...; FFM: Shadowe is no longer wise.
; Techbot_Alpha: Also, what Shadowe said. It seems he is still somewhat wise ; Bull Throttle: Shadowe was unwise in this instance...; Rock_Powerfist: in this instance Shadowe is wise.; Techbot_Alpha: Shadowe is very wise *nods*; Zortel: *Quotable line about Shadowe being wise goes here.*
((If you're a New Vigilant member of the Unity Vigil, or are attending one, feel free to step in. This might come out a little oddly, seeing as we'll have a lot of NPC's about and characters, but mostly it's to thrash out a fair idea of the night, any pertinent scenes or conversations, and have something to refer to ICly at a later date.))
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1850 Hours, Vigilance Tower, Skyway City. The Lobby.
It's amazing what some manpower, some Vigilant-power and some students decorating could do to the lobby in Vigilance Tower in the space of an afternoon. At the Northern end of the lobby, there was a stage set up for the DJ's equipment, as well as a podium for the New Vigilant's leader, Cindersnap, to speak from to welcome everyone. At the southern end of the statue were the doors to the toilets, and the lobby's chairs had been moved to that area along with some coffee tables to let people sit and relax.
The reception desk had been turned into a buffet area, trays laden with finger food from the cafeteria, bowls of fruit punch and drinks machines, with some Vigilant gynoids and androids, still dressed in their black and white uniforms, providing help where needed.
The Western side of the lobby, where the large glass window was with the sets of doors leading out to Unity Plaza were, as always, manned by the Vigilants, and several laser machines had been set up near by to provide a light show during the prom. A nice touch were the red carpets on the floor leading towards the main area.
Towards the Eastern end of the lobby, where the large elevators provided access to the rest of the tower along with four sets of staircases, more chairs had been set up on the raised platform for students to rest on, along with directions up to the common rooms where various activities were set up, some focusing on the younger students.
The time had begun for the students (and their dates, if they had them) to begin making their way to the lobby.
Ryan Andrews stood on the stage, his hair immaculately done and dressed in a rather stylish black suit, deciding to forgoe the tie or bowtie. Too formal is something Cindersnap just didn't do. Learning from his earlier speech, he left the flashcards to others. Resting against the podium, he sipped from a glass of fruit punch, before glancing around the lobby. Not long to go now.
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