Icarian Dreams

Lucy tilted her head, giving Keya her best "bring it" look, but she couldn't help but feel slightly curious as to what the dragon's expansive imagination would bring this time. As her friend clearly started to play for time, her eyebrow rose in a mock-stern expression. "Well, maybe I should sta-" her comment got cut off as the dragon finally spoke up. She felt a wave of heat flush her cheeks, as the corners of her mouth rose in a smile. Keya, you kinky~ She looked intensely into Keya's eyes, trying to catch direct eye contact with him as a pair of cute, floppy dog ears slowly rose from the sides of her head, poking through the slimy hair. A smirk slowly grew on her face, as the transformation didn't end up just there - and soon, a short, fluffy-looking tail emerged from her lower back, with its slow wagging giving the dragon a signal somewhere between "mildly amused" and "I'm going to pounce on you and tear your face." "Woof, woof, motherfucker~" Lucy stuck out her tongue once again, before turning towards Ruben, with a mischievous spark in her eyes. "Well, let's not keep you out of the party now- Truth or dare, Rubes?" she asked in a devious tone, already thinking what she could have the human do - or tell.

Just wanted to let you people know that I'm around and I'm getting to my responses right now :x Good to see y'all again!

"Scarlet, of course I-" her explanation got cut short as the girl's lips made contact with Anpu's own. Despite feeling like she's been red-faced for most of the recent minutes, she blushed even harder. Her ears shifted back just a tad. The kiss felt way too short, even despite Anpu's attempts to grasp onto Scarlet's sweet lips... More like a tease than anything else. "R-right," she smiled, glad as much of her friend's response, as she was of the fact that she didn't need to delve into the awkwardness any longer. With her tail wagging slowly behind her, she tottered in front of Scarlet, taking the lead like she asked to. [[ Scene continued at Anpu Seshet's Room | Dorm #17 ]]

Anpu raised her eyes at the oni, not quite hearing what she was hoping to in the demon's voice. She chuckled in anxiety, realizing that her friend didn't really get what she was hinting at. "Scarlet..." she started, trying not to think too hard about what she was trying to convey. "W-what I meant- I-I need you..." Her legs shook under her, her mind coming up with countless scenarios of what could happen next... Maybe they didn't even need to head to her room? Everyone was at the party after all, nobody would interrupt them... She stuttered a bit further, her eyes expressing a plea towards the demon. "...y-you know why-" she finally finished, feeling her heart strike a bit stronger within her chest.

Anpu smiled nervously, uncertain how to interpret Scarlet's response. She didn't mean to break things off with the oni, by no means, especially not now that she was getting so close... and smelled so good... Anpu's breath quickened. She instinctively stepped forward, trying to close the distance between her and the demon, and found herself letting out a quiet groan of disappointment as Scarlet's hands stopped on the books in the Anubis' arms and didn't go any further... "Umm, Scarlet-" she started, nearly at the same time that the oni herself started to hum out her response, making a few quick steps to catch up after the demoness. Her cheeks flared. It was starting to get difficult to even focus on Scarlet's words anymore... "Would you mind... if we, uh- stopped at my room for a moment...?" she asked, her gaze darting to the side in an attempt to avoid eye contact.

Yup! +1 for the Dog Team!

Because I'm keeping the only one forever locked in the clutches of my laziness, mwahaha!

Biased. But seriously, how come there's so many dog monsters and not a single cat-girl?

How will Victor be the lone wolf if there's gonna be more running around? :c

@Neptune @Chiyako Should I add Victor to the mix? Been a while since he transformed, and there's potential for some Dog'v'Dog('v'Dog) content :^

The Mod is dead, long live the Mod! Viva @Thatannoyinggod!

"I'm good, thanks," she laughed at his proposal. "I don't want to end up completely without light, thank you very much!" Where he made up in confidence, Keya certainly lacked in fine motor abilities... She raised one eyebrow at his expression of 'surprise', blushing just slightly at his comment of being bossy, before letting out a short laugh as he pointed the question back at her. "You're doing it out of spite now, aren't ya? Well gimmie a dare, I ain't a puss'! Just nothing with the broadcast, or Edgar will have my head," she added after a second, with a nervous chuckle. She may have been having fun, but she haven't forgotten about the condition he gave her - and it would have been a shame to waste an opportunity like that because of a party game...

"It fell off last winter, Keya. And you broke my lampshade while mounting it. You better have been drunk when you did that." She raised her finger, almost threateningly so, but the smile on her face betrayed no mal intention behind the gesture. "In any case, truth or dare sounds great!" she turned towards Ruben, addressing his proposition. And, truth be told, it was usually the most... interesting game to play. But it still could certainly gain from adding some more alcohol! "And if you want to pass - you take a shot. How does that sound?" she asked, leaning forward to reach for the bottle. "You guys wanna Google some interesting ones, or just make them up as we go?" she asked, pulling closer the emptied cups and filling them with rather scarce amounts of alcohol even for a shot - she didn't want Ruben to black out just yet. "Also, Keya, you're starting. Because you're the oldest. And because I said so."

Same for me. Chilling, listening to some synthwave and sending some replies around. From the looks of it, some already are giving him a shot

She perked up, hearing Edgar not immediately dismiss her request as she expected he would. "Wait, really, Headmst'r?!" she asked, her eyes widening slightly in disbelief. "Of course I'd promise!" she responded quickly. She didn't really recognize any story of the name he had given, but assuming that the explanation he gave would suffice. "A-and I don't mind it breaking apart! I just need it for the dance, really!" she truthfully admitted. Whereas an actual body surely would have many interesting uses in the future, she simply really wanted to be able to participate...

"Why would it only be a girl thing? I'm sure you guys also have plenty to talk about when the girls aren't around-" Lucy narrowed her eyes in a slightly comical expression of suspicion. "Like, how many girls you hit on, or- How much you bench-pressed last week," she teased, pouting her lips in a know-it-all grimace. She then laughed out heartily, resting her arms behind her head as the conversation turned towards Ruben and his tolerance to alcohol. "Ah, get off him, Key', guy can handle his liquor," she defended her friend, even despite herself not quite agreeing with that statement - seeing how even this little bit of alcohol was starting to make some impact on him. "Not like some people who think replacing my ceiling lamp with a disco ball is a good idea when they get slightly buzzed~" she playfully snarked at the dragon, not truly holding the incident against him (especially since the idea wasn't all that bad). "So, you guys wanna do something more aside from just sitting around waiting for snacks? We could pass the time with some games- 'Two truths, one lie', or, 'Never have I ever'..." she proposed, a mischievous smirk appearing on her face. Why not? They had the booze, the space, time, and the company.

"Right, so I'm thinking- not a big deal, right?" she continued, clearly setting up some narrative. "I just find and possess something remotely body-looking. Well turns out mannequins have just t'rrible motor capabilities, the statues are awfully hard to even budge, and somebody already called dibs on the skeleton from the biology class~" the ghost-girl complained, not giving the headmaster much time to respond before she continued with her monologue. "So it reminded me- 'Member that, yhh- doll that you pulled out the ground, uh, sir?" she asked, slightly reluctant to bring that situation back up again, now, that he had made it clear that it was a somewhat sensitive subject. "It got me thinking that maybe-" She looked almost shy as she pushed this subject. "I could, y'know, ask you, Mr. Headmst'r. To create something similar. For me. Maybe from something lighter, like clay... Pretty please...?" she pleaded, giving Edgar her best puppy eyes impression. Well, if only puppies had eyes that were red, pupilless, and nearly always searching for a way to cause some mischief here or there.

"I was thinking of it," Victor admitted, focusing more on his fellow teacher now that he had finished eating. "Rumour says that Queen Pacifica may be attending. I'm not sure how much truth is there in it, but I wouldn't want to miss an opportunity to see Her Majesty," he explained smirking at Isabella. While he wasn't a particular fan of the monarchy, he'd be lying if he claimed he wasn't curious of the woman who theoretically was ruling over him now, that he was a monster as well. "Perhaps I could interest you in coming with me? I'm sure you too could use a break from the school's monotony-" he asked, himself not really sure what pushed him to propose that to the woman, but just deciding to roll with it. With how much attention Isabella was always giving her job, a part of him really wanted to see her a bit more relaxed for a change.

"Pfft, yeah, right," she dismissed Keya's comment, synchronously rolling all three of her eyes. "I don't have that weak of a head, Key'" she grinned, teasingly showing Keya just the tip of her tongue. She glanced towards Ruben, slightly surprised to how well he was taking the alcohol, and listened to her friends respond. "Oh, it wasn't that bad, Rubes~" the slime-girl admitted, not wanting her friend to dwell on that side-handed comment. "Better you set that up than if there was no music whatsoever. Besides, people seemed to be vibing to it anyways, so... take that as you will," she chuckled, and pulled her legs closer to herself, her attention turning to her draconic friend. "Sure, shoot me up later! I'll have a look!" she smiled at the suggestion. "Really, that it? No secret boy talk or anything? God, you two are boring," she mocked, showing her teeth in a teasing smile. The alcohol was starting to spread through her body, filling it with a bitter, but also pleasantly warm sensation. The faint spreading "taste" also reminded her of something. "Uhh, do we have anything to eat around here?" She asked, her eyes scanning the room for any boxes of pizza that may have perchance escaped her attention. Not that she expected any, but it would have been a nice surprise. Her brows frowned as she counted exactly zero. "One sec-" She pulled out her phone, and got Lance's contact up. "Laaance, get us something to eat while you're at it?" she recorded a voice message, stopping for a moment in thought before pressing the button again. "Something spicy- oh, and some water too. Thaaanks!" she shun her teeth at the mobile, despite her image not being recorded, and placed the device down next to her.

"W-what, n-no, no, definitely not!" Anpu's eyes widened, hearing Scarlet's assertions about parenthood, and how deeply she even considered that idea. She took a step towards the wall, finding herself at a lack of hands she could passionately wave in front of her in an expression of absolute embarrassment. How did things suddenly go into... that direction? "I- I'm not- I'm on birth control! I couldn't-" she expressed, the stack of books starting to shake dangerously in her arms. "I mean- in general, not just with you- I-" she tried to explain, starting to realize how her adamant denial could have been taken. She suddenly stopped stunned in place as her tail hit the wall behind her. "I really enjoyed being with you, A-and I'm sure you'd do great, I just- I never- I'm-" she stopped to catch a breath, wanting to fall under the floor and never come out again. "I- I like you Scarlet, but not... like that," she uttered finally, deeply hoping that she didn't say anything that would hurt her friend.

Misty blinked, her gaze shifting towards the emerging vines, and slowly rotated herself to a more gravity-compliant pose, her head hanging in place as her body moved around it. Only then she flew down, 'sitting down' on the still-extended chair, her hands resting on her lap. "Tha's great!" she responded to the news of the headmaster joining the event with visible enthusiasm. "You could transform into that cool rock-monster-thingy again! That was sooo coooool!" she reminisced for a moment, visualizing the image of this giant earth elemental just chilling in the assembly hall. She was about to say something more, but then stopped, realizing that maybe it wasn't the right moment to tug at this topic. She cleared her throat, taking a more serious expression. "So, Mr. Headmst'r. There is something I need to ask your help with. See," she flew upwards a bit, making sure that her entire figure was visible to the professor's eyes. "I have no legs," she informed, spelling it out almost as if she were letting the man on some long-forgotten, deep secret. She fell silent to let that sink in for a moment. "Clearly," she continued, "with the dance coming up, you can understand how big of an oversight it is!"

"Hah, I can get behind that. To LRK! And the awesomeness of Keya!" Lucy raised the cup enthusiastically, the contents shaking in the plastic, and downed the alcohol, shuddering just a little bit as her body started to digest the bitter liquid. She rested the cup aside, and stretched back, resting her head on the back of a nearby chair. "And don't you worry, I'm not keen on blacking out just yet either." She chuckled, addressing her friends' concerns. Due to her slimy physiology, alcohol worked slightly differently on her organism, being diffused into her entire body and not a bloodstream, so she had a slightly higher "lower limit" as opposed to most blooded people, but when it eventually managed to get to her core... well, things would start getting funny. "I do need to keep an ear on the music, after all. Just don't drink down, or y'all gonna hate yourselves later - trust me," she concluded with a piece of folk wisdom. The downside to her physiology was that the hangovers were absolutely terrible, but then - so were everyone's apparently. "So, anything interesting you people were up to while I was gone? Or were ya just sitting around playing Minecraft?" she jabbed playfully at Rubes, trying to pick up the conversation.

"Hahah, alright, alright, I believe you-" Lucy laughed heartily, amused by Karnis' embarrassed reaction, but not pressing any further, not to make her friend uncomfortable. Her expression grew serious the moment the gazer saddened. "Oh come on K, you know that's not true. And you're definitely not 'weird looking', I don't know where you would have heard that-" she argued, ready to personally beat the crap out of anyone who might have insulted her friend like that. She breathed out, taking a more tender tone. "Everyone I know says you're adorable. There's nothing 'weird' about you. You've just got to make yourself more... approachable. I am sure you'd be turning heads left and right if only people could see more of you." The slime-girl gave an encouraging smile.

"I'll take a look later, don't you worry." Lucy smiled towards Ruben, getting off the chair and onto the floor, resting on her knees. She looked upon the computer screen, the pixel graphics bringing back some memories. "Been ages since I played that game. We should set up a server sometime," she considered, lost in the thought for a moment. "Uhh- On a scale from 'not strong' to 'strong' - the latter. Starting at 40%, and I think the other one's a bit stronger," she informed, with a motion of her head signaling towards the bottle on the desk, as she pulled the cups closer, preparing to fill them up. "But I don't think we'd be getting you knocked out anytime soon anyway, Keya. I swear you can down more of this stuff than the rest of us combined." She chuckled, the bottle in her hands shaking dangerously, spilling just a bit of the contents onto the ground. She poured just a bit of alcohol into each - just enough for a shot - and picked up one of the cups herself, putting the bottle aside. "So, what do we toast for?"