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[As usual, this year's party is held at the ball room. Dance music is already playing, mixed in together with creepy sounds and howls. The decorations are creepy at its best, and there are skeletal waiters walking around this time.

The tables are laden with food for various monsters, ghost, blood for the vampires, candy for the children, and normal food for those who are somewhat normal. Though if you're not in costume, that ugly fish sculpture at the giant punch bowl will spew a liquid at you rudely from it's mouth that will immediately put you into a random costume. If you keep hitting it, it will keep doing it, changing your costume into something worse every time.

Gatecrashers with bad intentions will be grabbed, wrapped and tossed out of the room by that giant spider up there on the ceiling, and it will also grab you if you're being selfish to the kiddies about giving them candy.

For those who lack dancing partners, some of those manakins are not there for show. Those will come to life and ~~harass~~ dance with you if you look a little lonely.

Enjoy!]

[ooc: Party post! Thread crashing encouraged.]

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[Well he's just worried. There's nothing wrong with him other than that.]

Are you alright?

[when it doesn't seem like she's capable of becoming any more vibrant a shade of pink, she turns pinker yet. she tries finding the ground again with her feet, not wanting to make roxas uncomfortable. his question is answered with another question.]

Did I hurt you?

[Blink blink.]

No, of course not.

[visible sigh of relief. she places her hands on his forearms to steady herself as she pushes herself onto her feet and tests her balance with him still there as a safety line. then she lets go, smiling apologetically. her blush is still hot on her face. lifting her fingertips, she touches it curiously.]

You want to do something else?

[Smiles.]

Sure.

[taking his hand now—she promises she's not just looking for excuses to do that—and leading him toward the punch bowl, albeit she's eying the fish warily.]

[Suuuure she's not. Well Roxas is only too happy to follow.]

[it's because of the view, isn't it, roxas?

she dips the ladle into the punch bowl and pours the red liquid into a cup before repeating the process to fill another. she takes her cup of mysteriously thick red punch in one hand and roxas's in another, holding it out for him.]

[What no of course not. Really.]

Thanks.

[Takes it.]

Thank you, but you taught me to dance.

[smiling, she lifts her cup to her lips, tipping it to take a sip. it tastes funny to her, but then again, she's never had punch before.]

You might want to find a better teacher. I'm not that good, remember?

[He hasn't either, really. But he'll drink it without a problem. Life's no fun without trying something new, right?]

[she lowers the cup to shake her head at him.]

No, you're perfect.

[taking another sip now. it tastes like something bitter has been mixed with something sweet, but what is it?]

[Just laughs a bit at that.

Oh dear.]

[roxas is her friend, and he said he'd look out for her. if he thought there was something wrong with it, he'd say something, right? right. so then there's nothing to worry about. this stuff is supposed to taste this way. that naminé is becoming more giggly the longer they stand there drinking means nothing.]

There are other kinds of dances too, aren't there?

[she's turning to refill her cup, because it's already empty.]

[That's if he knew there was something wrong with it.

However he can put two and two together. He might guess sudden change of behavior means spelled or drugged or whatever food and drink soon.]

Yeah, but I'm no good at them.

[jeez, that fish is creepy. turned to it once again, however, she seems to find something funny about it, because she's laughing as she fills her cup again. turning back to roxas, she grins.]

You're just saying that again.

[gulping down some more of this punch.]

[Blink blink.

Looks at the fish. He sees nothing funny about it.

....Looks at their drinks....

Uh oh. Brb grabbing the cup out of her hands.]

[hey, where is my cup going? why are you taking my cup, roxas?

naminé's realization that her cup is being stolen seems to be delayed, because she falters for a second before moving after it. she reaches out to take his hand but has trouble keeping focused on the target. instead, she ends up slipping her arm around his waist and knocking her head against his chest. thankfully those horns of hers aren't real. her arm wraps a little more tightly around his waist.]

My feet hurt.

[so does her head.]

[Siiiiigh.]

Okay. Why dont I take you back to your room so you can rest them then?

[And she can be safe from any perverts who may take advantage of her in this state.]

[she nods her head, burying her face against his chest.]

Okay.

[of course, she's not moving to find her way back.]

[.....Sighs again. It doesn't help that he doesn't know where her room is. :|

Throws the cups into a conveniently placed trash can before picking her up bridal style. And he's being very careful to make sure that she doesn't flash anyone with that tiny skirt.]

Just tell me which way to go, okay?

[Starts walking towards the exit.]

[she starts giggling again when he picks her up but settles down to give him a happy nod after his request. she slinks her arm back around his shoulders, blue eyes keeping locked on him.

you're so nice, roxas, and you have nice hair. have i told you that before? why do you look so serious? my legs are cold.]

I think you're supposed to take a left.

[or was it a right?]

[Okay. Turns left.

He really hopes she knows where she's going.]

[naminé squints down the hallway.]

Maybe it was a right.

[she's pulling herself a tiny bit closer to him by using the arm wrapped around his shoulders.]

Do you know where your room is?

[Glances at her.]

Yeah. Why?