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Oh thank God, she's taking the piss! Watchdog's assigned role here was probably to say something dismissive about girly-girl stuff and roll her eyes, Ashley mused, but she wasn't one of the men who had brainstormed the character's typical dialogue - and besides, she had to admit she was enjoying the interaction; even if she couldn't admit it. And the kid did look nice in that dress! "Hmph. Nice trick if you can manage it," she commented seriously. "Lacking the ability to make my own army, I've had to learn to _be_ my own army." she added with that same cool assurance. 

 

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"Ah don't know, Leroy..." said Judy, goosebumps rising on her skin at the thought of flying on Dio's back, but she wasn't ready to say no either. It certainly was an exciting prospect, anyway. She looked at the technology around them, the lights of the stars playing on her skin, and smiled in its glow. When the rock music started, she shook her head slightly and said, "Why don't we go sit down somewhere? If you can go get me some punch, that'd be real lovely," she said warmly as they headed back to one of the tables. 

 

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When Judy shot her a thumbs-up, Ashley did sigh softly. "I don't suppose you have to worry about one of you deciding to run off and leave the other holding the bag?" she asked Elizabeth, her voice softening just a little. 

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White Lioness
Àjàṣorò was glad she had turned up in time to see her roommate make a spectacular entrance, the girl really knew how to work it like she was born to it. It had taken some work, and Àjàṣorò had learned some new words that hadn't turned up in her research.

 

She also wore the sparkly dress much better than Àjàṣorò could have, she was glad she'd insisted on getting it for her. Her frame showed it off much better than she ever could.

 

Still standing there she wondered what she could do now, she wasn't tired and she really didn't fancy hanging out in a mostly empty dorm.

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Veronica

 

As Veronica was talking with Lulu she saw Pan wave to her from across the room.  Smiling, the teenage Danger returned the wave.  It was then that the door to the auditorium slammed open, causing Veronica to tense slightly to see it was Monica, a fellow member of Green Team.  Still, I wish people would stop slamming the doors open.  At this rate, they will have to replace half the doors in the school before the start of next semester. she thought to herself as she turned back to Lulu.

 

But before her conversation with Lulu could get very far, Adam came striding over to compliment the Southern teen, all but ignoring Veronica's presence. Recognizing what seemed to be going on, Veronica took the opportunity to excuse herself and moved away from the pair, making her way further into the room. 

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The Elizabeths shot each other a look, all their joviality drained out of them for just an instant before they picked it back up with a slightly pained grin. "We're not going to answer that one honestly," the one on the left admitted. "It'd be really depressing," confirmed the other. "Mostly we just have to--"

 

One of them spied Àjàṣorò, and the other cocked her head that way too; they looked at each other again, some silent communication running between them until one (had it been the first one?) tapped her fist into her hand. Whatever the rules were, they both knew them well: in the space of a breath one had thrown two fingers, the other threw three, and the left-most Elizabeth shrugged good-naturedly and turned to amble toward their fellow red-teamer.

 

"Mostly we just have to settle things, you know. Civilly! It's all about figuring out your own rules, I guess; I don't know, I'm new to this. Oh!" She turned again, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout at her retreating counterpart. "Come back with drinks!"

 


 

Elizabeth wandered up to Àjàṣorò, waving. "Hey! Does your roommate always open doors like that?" she was grinning, leaning her head over conspiratorially even as she stood a couple feet away and spoke at normal volume. "The door to your room must be a mess."

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Micah ducked his head at the thought of playing in front of everyone, but after a moment he raised it, his face thoughtful instead of just bashful.

 

"Maybe...I guess like a little bit less formal thing? I dunno. I don't know a lot of stuff that's good for, like, fancy dances. But I could keep a rhythm going, I guess."

 

At the question of plans, he shrugged.

 

"I dunno...kind of waiting for a number that's got more my style before I try making a fool of myself out on the floor. The music's good, but...I can't really keep with it. Plus, the grub's good."

 

He took a bite to emphasize. His plate seemed to favor starches and meat, but had at least a few more colorful/vegetable-y items. He stopped chewing for a moment, looked again between Pan and Veronica, and swallowed. He furrowed his brow a bit.

 

"Or did you mean was there someone I wanted to ask to dance?"

 

He seemed genuinely unsure. Then he got distracted by Monica walking over. He gave her a friendly smile as she walked up.

 

"Hey Monica. You look nice. Real shiny!"

 

Bless his heart that was an honest compliment through and through, and everyone could tell. 

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Wait a minute - which one of them is the loser? thought Ashley, a minute before she thought Me if I act like I give a damn. She reminded herself that the social affairs of teenagers weren't actually her business when they didn't touch on one particular teenager in particular. Conversation about tonight's going to be hard enough. She took a moment to imagine her forthcoming Christmas leave, when Judy would be 'going to a refugee retreat' for the holidays. I'm going to wear dresses, and go somewhere where there's alcohol, and hell yes there'll be men. "Mmf." She took a moment to get herself back in the moment, moving closer to where Judy and Leroy had taken seats without actually abandoning her excellent strategic position. "Blood's hard. Even if it's yours." 

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Pan would get Micah to share his music with others, he was sure of that. His roommate might not be fully comfortable with the idea yet, but Pan was confident that he would be able to convince him at some point. No reason to push it too far. And looking at the food Micah was holding, it seemed like he had a point about it being good. Pan would have to get something sometime soon. 

 

Before he had a chance to answer Micah's question, Monica appeared, and she was absolutely sparkling in her dress. "Don't you look absolutely brilliant!" Golden, shiny and seemed to fit Monica just right. Yes, she did look brilliant indeed. He grinned at her, his hands in his pockets. He leaned a bit to the side, obviously admiring the dress. Things like that were worn by kings and queens in Neverworld. Yet another difference that he didn't even realize until now.

 

"At risk of repeating myself, you look absolutely beautiful tonight, Miss Gutiérrez." Ah, he had something else to say, but he'd forgotten for the moment.

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White Lioness

With her advanced senses, she was aware a fraction before Elisabeth made herself aware of her presence, it was a strange sensation to experience her suddenly being there. Àjàṣorò was more embarrassed that she'd been caught so underdressed compared to everyone else, but tried to act as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

 

"We've been working on the walk for what seems like weeks, the light show was all her own idea." she crossed her arms and skuffed her shoe a little self consciously

 

"The dress looks as good as I imagined! She's got the legs to carry it off well!"

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Tick.

 

Oh, c'mon...

 

Corinne moved to the door, even as everything screamed in protest, her hand rising and touching it, as her power seeped out in a shimmer for moment as the pattern was restored.  Then she let it drop, and made her way towards drinks, as she was working hand against her hips, tapping and slapping in a pattern, roughly matching the rhythm of the song playing.  Anyone familiar might recognize the motions as tabla playing.

A sigh and she got herself a drink, not sure why she was here, other than to eliminate some wagging tongues, given that Zenith had gotten out to play a few times recently, and she was sure she was getting occasional awkward looks, as she was busy enough she couldn't say she was making any friends.  That and her own outbursts...

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"Mmm," said Elizabeth, keeping lockstep with Ashley in an effort to remain in her social space that was getting less subtly-meddling by the moment. "Maybe? I think it was probably the easiest part, myself, but I'm not really keen on finding out again and I did say it was depressing. It's a party!"

 

That last bit was apparently an admonishment, picking her cheer back up and daring to wag a finger at the fearsome Watchdog herself. "You have to do something fun, you can't just lurk around staring at your sister all the time. That's terrible. What do you do that's any fun at all?"

 


 

Elizabeth laughed, nodding at her teammate's wisdom. "She does, and I'm kind of jealous," she admitted, sticking out one leg and mock-frowning at it. Well, mostly mock-frowning. There was a reason it was a midi dress and not anything more daring. Even this may have been too much. "I don't know if I have what it takes to spend that much time in the gym, though, you know? The entrance was great, though. I'm going to have to get you to teach me how to do that! Just, um. Maybe easier on the hinges. I can always fake the noise."

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"Fun went out of the picture when my father died," said Ashley, taking a moment to suddenly miss her dad. She was pretty sure he'd approve of using his memory to further an undercover op - but the guilt put an edge in her voice all the same. "All I care about now is keeping Judy safe." She regretted oddly that she couldn't talk to the teen about Vietnamese pop music, or Louisiana cooking, or drinking, or the actual things she did for fun - but none of them really fit Watchdog's character. "She's the one who deserves to have a normal life," she whispered, and that she could whisper with perfect sincerity. "What about you?" she asked lightly. "You got your own gymnastics team or something?"

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The young Alabaman got a little pink in the cheeks at Veronica's compliment, but was quick to offer one of her own. "Well, ah can assure you that you're twice as lovely as me tonight." She looked around a bit. "Ah'm supposed to meet Adam here tonight; that boy's probably got his nose in a book somewheres..." After the loud crash of Monica's entrance, through psychic was happy to see a familiar form striding over.

 

"Hey there, handsome!" At Adam's approach, Lulu smiled liked the sun and her dark eyes sparkled as she clasped his hands in her own; unlike her companion, she had absolutely no problem checking out her date, taking a step backwards to do so. "Goodness, don't you clean up good! That tux really suits you!"

 

Behind Adam, she happened to see Aja, looking lovely as ever but sadly with nothing to wear. "Oh, that ain't right; it's her first dance here in the States, it should be special!" Shaking her head, Lulu raised her hand as though she was holding an invisible wand. "Lucky for her, she's got a fairy godmother tonight."

 

And with a wave of her hand, the young psychic drew a lovely yellow dress onto Aja, complete with diamond earrings and a matching hair scarf. "There we go; much better!" She blew on her finger like it was pistol, and mimed putting it back in a holster.

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White Lioness
Àjàṣorò witty retort was lost to the ages as her clothes suddenly transformed into an admittedly lovely dress. It felt somehow wrong, however, instead of that new clothes smell it just smelt of the clothes she'd been wearing before.

"Something doesn't seem quite right here?" she looked at Elizabeth, her main suspect for this sudden transformation, with a raised eyebrow and a smile, before she let down her hair to flow down onto her shoulders

"There we go much better!"

It was a slight risk but she doubted that anyone here had anything malicious in mind for her tonight.

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"Wasn't me!" Elizabeth held up her hands in protest, taking a half-step back in case whatever dress-manifesting magic was at play needed more room. "That really looks great, though! I should learn that trick. I can only do my own clothes, or fake other peoples', but that takes more magic than I've got right now."

 

She grinned, pointing back across the room to...another Elizabeth, currently interrogating Ashley. "All my stuff's tied up in being two of me at once. I don't have a lot of mojo to throw around, you know?"

 


 

The other Elizabeth looked sympathetic but not particularly moved by Ashley's argument, frowning at her and trying to choose her words very carefully. "That is very, very sad," she said, with genuine sincerity. "I think all the stories I've ever seen or read would end in something like 'but would he want you to not have fun', but I bet that's nothing you haven't heard before."

 

She took a deep breath, clearing that out. It wasn't her place. She'd...figure something better out later. "No gymnastics teams for me, no! I can only have two of me, so, you know, that's not much of a team. I'm also, um, working on being in better shape. I was sick for a while and still get tired too fast."

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