Valentine's Day Dance (2011)

(For White)

Aksel thought for a moment then responded, "Pirakka, from Poland."

Aksel distinctly left out the fact that the particular Piraaka he wanted could only be found in Warsaw in a small bakery that had been family owned for 17 generations. After all how else could he test this guy's validity.

Kira catches up to Rinaand slips his hand into hers and feels his heart go crazy. Kira smiled at her and asks "May I have this dance?".

Kira hears the loud music and begins to relax slightly, however when he looks back at Rina he goes through another round of butterflies. He was glad to have her with him. Kira smiles at her and begins ti feel his body warm up, like it had just won a fight.

Kira knowing he wanted Rina ti be his girlfriend had decoded to properly ask her out at the dance felt a twinge if doubt in the back of his head. It did not help the memory of his dad was eating him slowly. He manages to push this thoughts back and tries to find the beat of the song playing.

(For Kira)

Rina couldn't stop the smile that spread across her lips as Kira took her hand and guided her to the dance floor. At the sound of the rhythm she started to move, swaying her hips and shoulders and letting go of all restraint. She was so happy at that one moment in time she could only wish that it would never end.

She grabbed hold of Kira's arms and placed them around her waist, "Come on, it's easy!"

She continued to try to coax him into moving in rhythm with her and let out a laugh at his nervousness, thinking it was just he fear of dancing.

As Aksel finished the thought, White disappeared in a wisp of black smoke. He was gone for a few minutes before he returned with the item in question. "Pirakka from Piekarnia. The best bakery in Poland in my opinion, you have good taste." White gave him a smile as he handed it over for Aksel to inspect.

(For White)

Aksel took one look at the dish and recognized it immediately by the smell.

"Well then, Mr. White..." Aksel smiled as he picked up a piece of his favorite food and took a bite, reveling in the delicious taste, "You have my full loyalty."

As Aksel finished his portion off he passed the rest of it over to White motioning for him to partake as well.

"So how do we begin out lovely conquest of all the world?"

White motioned for Aksel to finish it. "Well, first, we create some chaos. We're going to administer The Next Step to every student in this school." White leaned back in his chair. "I have created an air borne version of it that is effective until it's diluted to 15% air intake. My calculations suggest it will stay at effective levels for about three hours. That means we'll have to do it at night while everyone is asleep. My plan is to do it after the dance then, I will leave it up to you to gather followers and lead them. You will have my support from the shadows should you need anything, I will not be far away. I suggest you take your supply as soon as possible so that you can help the other students through the transition." and with that, White disappeared in a puff of black smoke.

Kira laughs and says "that is easy for you to say" as he finds the rhythm but quickly looses it. He let's the music wash over him, but gets caught up in the melodies and harmonies so he does not find the rhythm.


Kira manages ti find and loose the rythnm several time. Due to this he is dancing comically to his own beat. He quit caring about finding the proper rhythm and just has fun with it.

Kira smiles at Rina and subconsciously scoots closer to her in order to avoid, what looks like a group of drunk seniors trying to copy Travolta's pelvic thrust. Kira laughs and says "I guess I was wrong about the worst dance thing".

Nigel walked amongst the students laughing and having a good time himself. Though, he was really hoping one person in particular would show up and refused anyone else that asked him to dance. He saw Kira and Rina having a good time next to the buzzed senior's. Nigel knew of course but, he let them have their fun this one time as long as they did start a fight or anything.

Paris walks down the hallway to the Ballroom, she was frowning as she walked in her A-line strapless French dress. The dress came down just above her knees, the top was fitted like a bodice and the skirt dangled happily against her cream-ish white skin, She also wore red stilettos. Jewelry wise she wore a black pearl necklace along with her black hat, her hair was down and straightened she wore gray eye shadow with red lipstick too(Not bright.)

She walks and opens the door and walks in and closes the door as well.
She entered as normal she blended into the background easily as she walked past many people, she was slightly frowning with her head down too. Why? She got into a fight with her brother, not physically more like verbally .

((occ: What have I missed since the first page?)

OOC: Katie, you can't keep doing this. You need to read, it's part of how this works.

Natsuki merely watched the other students dance and chatter with each other. Her eyes unconsciously followed a pair of handsome (more than and beyond handsome - like blazing hot) guys dance and then seated themselves at a table. The one with the red hair lean forward towards the other boy, and that's when Natsuki turned her face away.

It seemed like a really private moment so Natsuki thought it best to leave them in their own worlds. After turning her face away she noticed Kira chasing a pretty girl into the ballroom.

She giggled. It was cute, and turned her attention elsewhere. Another girl came in, a blond pretty one, and blended with the crowd.

Paris moved about passing people, not shoving past just going around people if they're in the way. Paris got to the table where all the drinks were she picked up a random drink. And started to drink it. Peach flavor the drink was, it was sweet. she downed it quickly when refilled her cup up with another drink of a different kind.

Paris turned around and leaned against the table her green eyes looking around, at all the people, some of the senior boys she knew due to they are her brother's friends. She stayed away from them after all she argued with her brother before she came here, so no doubt they'll side with him in the argument they had. She only came to the ball to relax knowing her brother would come later then she left.. It was a childish argument with him really over what clothes she should wear. Paris sighs, she shouldn't be think about it. Her eyes looked up more slightly to see people dancing, the old traditional way, ballroom dancing.

occ: I did read it. Just confused, a little. But never mind.

(kay, i've changed it slightly. Still confuzzled?)