Year End Dance

[shnpc]

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.]

Comments

[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.]