Year End Dance

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WHO: Everyone
TONE: School's out for summer!
RATING: PG13
WHEN: Friday evening, June 15th
WHERE: Great Hall
WHAT: Year end dance
STATUS: On going


[Who knew the Great Hall could look like a classy club. The music is loud, the lights are all over the place and the dance floor is begging you to cut a rug.]

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[brothor]

[And Thor seizure dances right back! It's not about the grace of your moves! It's about how many body parts you can move at once!!]

Nobody here can dance!

[mo_cara]

[Totally true!]

Oh, man, that ain't being the case at all! Everyone getting their groove on out here be dancing - it's just a different thing for different people. You got to be all expressing yourself! [grinning]

[brothor]

It certainly is! [Thor gives a snooty little glance around the room.]
There are too many people sulking on the sidelines, that is not expressing anything!

[mo_cara]

[looks around, blinking, as though he just now noticed] Oh, shit, motherfucker, you are dead on right! We got to get on this motherfuckin' tragedy!

[And without warning, Gamzee will go find some poor innocent bystander and starts dancing around the now-completely-embarrassed person with spastic enthusiasm.]

[brothor]

[OH NO YOU DON'T! Thor dashes after Gamzee and assists him in their dance dance revolution. He's pretty sure the poor soul is about to have a heart attack, but the music compels him to dance along with Gamzee.]

No more school! You should all be DANCING!

[mo_cara]

[That's right! And with a little effort, they can probably haul multiple unwilling people out onto the dance floor with the sheer force of their enthusiasm! Though very few people will likely stay once Thor and Gamzee's attentions are elsewhere.

The lanky Slytherin is having a marvelous time, though, whooping and grooving and laughing, occasionally smacking Thor on the arm or shoulder, or bumping into him like a big, friendly dog.]

[brothor]

[Thor is by no means lanky, so he's pretty suprised when the lanky boy sends him stumbling. Dancing is fun, but now he's distracted by something even more fun, fighting. He elbows Gamzee and grins eagerly at him.]

You are pretty tough!

[mo_cara]

[Much like Thor can be oblivious to sexual innuendo, Gamzee is kind of oblivious to fighting innuendo. Or invitations.] Me? Nah, I don't think so? [He's never really considered it, though it is actually true.]

[brothor]

[Thor puffs his chest before folding his arms over it.] Perhaps not strong enough to beat me, but I imagine you could hold your own in a fight!

[mo_cara]

[Gamzee pauses, and his eyes dart to one of the teachers chaperoning.] I ain't supposed to get into that shit. [admits in a low voice] I nearly got kicked out of school for that.

[brothor]

[Thor is even less subtle about looking over at them but he gives Gamzee a sympathetic shoulder pat.]

I only got detention. Who did you challenge?

[mo_cara]

Hicks, and Davies, and Black, and Farrington, and Hawthorne, and motherfuckin' Strider, and Cox, and Richards, and Llewellyn, and Doyle, and Lynch, and McCollum, and Wilkinson, and ... oh, man, I don't even motherfuckin' remember. Oh, and Prfoessor Fitzpatrick what used to be here and ain't no more.

[brothor]

That is quite the impressive list! Ah, wait! Did you say Strider?

[mo_cara]

[His eyes go flat and dangerous.] Yeah.

[brothor]

Has he done you wrong?

[mo_cara]

Motherfucker spoke the blasphemies, and done wrong to my boy.

[brothor]

Blasphemies? Was it a misunderstanding? [Thor is confused since he actually kind of likes Dave.] Who is your boy? [Cocking his head to the side.]

[mo_cara]

Nah, motherfucker knew all what he be saying, every morsel what be coming out of his word hole. [darkly] Tavros is all being my boy.

[brothor]

Oh. [Thor looks extremely dissappointed.] Like your best friend? [He brightens a little.] Steve is my boy.

[mo_cara]

Yeah, kinda like that. [A brief melancholy passes over Gamzee's face, but it's gone so quickly that it seems like it almost might have been imagined.] But yeah, you know how it is, you got your boy's back, right? Ain't no motherfucker gonna mess with him!

[brothor]

[Thor doesn't miss that look, but in the interest of being manly bros he lets it slide.] I do know it is. I am sorry Strider offended your boy.

[mo_cara]

He'll get his. Anyway, ain't your fault.

[brothor]

I am sorry because he is my friend. [Shrug.] I am sure he has learnt from it.

[mo_cara]

[Gamzee doesn't say anything, just narrows his eyes, and then nods to Thor, turning to stroll away without any warning or explanation.]