New Moore 103rd Homecoming Ball

[veryproud]

Who: Everyone.
What: The fancy anniversary/homecoming ball.
When: Saturday evening, November 9th.
Where: Four Saison's Ballroom.



[ You made it to the ball. Presumably, you will have an awesome time and/or be completely miserable.

Through the doors is a giant dancefloor, with a small orchestra on stage. They're playing beautiful music and later in the evening they'll be replaced with a DJ who will then pump up some sick beats. You can be like hot damn that's my jam.

This ball is full of fancy decorations, fine dining, dancing of all sorts, alcohol??, tears, everyone trying to look their best, and Dinkerton wearing a golden crown and high-fiving a crowned Coulson. The tables are circling the dance floor if you're going to sit down the entire time or you need to eat that food. ]

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Comments

[brotimaeus]

That's your own fault--

[Ah, a kiss. He's still not quite used to them being so gentle and his shades are neatly captchalogued part-way through to avoid them getting in the way.]

.. for makin' it so easy.

[tookthename]

[Carol just smiles.]

Did you ever go to dances like this in high school?

[brotimaeus]

Psh, naw. They wouldn't let me in the dances at my high school.

[He rests his forehead against hers and grins.]

I might have crashed a couple that weren't mine.

[tookthename]

[Carol chuckles]

Wow, I can't imagine you getting kicked out of school dances.

[Her voice is heavy with sarcasm.]

[brotimaeus]

Really?

[He holds her against him as he speaks, swaying slightly to a beat in his own head.]

Yeah, I could see how you'd make the mistake of thinkin' I was an honour roll student.

[tookthename]

[Honestly, she could see him making good grades. Bro was smart, he just didn't like following orders.

Well, most of the time.]

You were one of those kids teachers hated because you made good grades but never listened, weren't you?

[She sways with him, not sure what music they were moving too, but not really caring.]

[brotimaeus]

I might have made good grades if I ever turned up for any of the exams.

[He chuckles briefly, drumming the fingers of one hand against the small of her back.]

I'll tell you a secret, but you gotta keep it to yourself.

[tookthename]

My lips are sealed.

[brotimaeus]

[He pauses, and there's a brief drop of that ever-present guard. This is actually a real secret.]

I failed high school. Took my GED when I was twenty-six.

[tookthename]

[Carol hadn't expected that. It doesn't really change her opinion of Bro. If anything she's happy he trust her enough to tell her.

She tilts her head and places a kiss on his nose.]

And you're still one of the brightest people I know.

[brotimaeus]

Heh...

[It's not often Bro Strider's lost for words, but it looks like he doesn't have a comeback for that.]

Keep it to yourself, yeah?

[tookthename]

[The moment Bro doesn't have anything to say is not lost on Carol. She smiles a little wider.]

My lips are sealed.

[brotimaeus]

I can always count on you, can't I, babe.

[He leans down to kiss her again, still swaying faintly to that silent beat.]

[tookthename]

Pretty much.

[Carol smiles and kisses back slowly.]

[brotimaeus]

Hmmm~.

[He can't help but smile against her lips.]

How 'bout we get out of here.

[tookthename]

I should really get back at least till the dance is over. I promised to help clean up.

[Even though she really wanted to.]

[brotimaeus]

We can come back when it's over.

[There's a faintly wheedling tone to his voice as he holds her against him.]

C'mon, be a devil.

[tookthename]

[She sighs, giving him a tiny 'you win, but I'm going to enjoy this too' smile.]

Fine. But we have to be back at least half an hour before it's over.

[brotimaeus]

[He pauses to consider, then nods.]

I think I can work with that time frame.