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fandomhighdorms2009-09-24 07:26 pm
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Sixth Floor; Thursday Night
Going straight from Ino's party to setting up her own was easy, what with them both being on the sixth floor and all. Though Karla did plan on expanding her party a wee bit after Ino's was over--the ballpit thingy was fun!
But anyway, now was the time for the girliest girl party to ever be very girly. Okay, possibly not the girliest (she'd heard about the incredible pinkness of the first sorority meeting and shuddered), but still pretty damn girly. It would be like an antidote for the excessive maleness of yesterday. Just a slumber party for the girls (and Layla, but it wasn't her fault she was stuck like that) with food, makeup, drinks, even some arts and crafts! Mostly because she had to get rid of the supplies she'd bought for making Tahiri's banner for last week. She was going to set up a table in the back of the room where people could paint or color or do whatever.
She called in her art supplies, sending them to the designated table: glue, pens, pencils, crayons, paints, paintbrushes, charcoal, sketchpads, and a giant jar of glitter. Unfortunately, she'd either overestimated the size of the table or underestimated the amount of supplies she'd managed to pick up. Most of her supplies appeared neatly on the table, except for the glitter. That landed on the table's edge, a good half of the jar sticking out over side. It teetered in place for a moment, then decided to take the plunge, flinging itself off the table and onto the heating vents.
Which would have been less of a problem if Karla had properly screwed the lid on the jar after she'd used it last. Upon impact, the lid popped off, and glitter went streaming into the vents. And, of course, caught between the wall and the table, the jar landed on an angle, ensuring that it completely emptied itself. Cue the facepalming. Which nearly turned into headdesking when the most horrible noises started coming from the vents beneath the table. There was a lot Karla didn't know about how ventilation systems worked, but she was fairly certain of one thing: glitter and screeching sounds were probably a bad sign.
By the time she stopped cursing and realized she could probably just vanish the glitter, it had managed to work itself through the ducts and up into the walls. This resulted in a veritable shower of glitter, as it worked its way out of any available duct and vent in the room. It was even raining down from the ceiling. The glitter-shower wasn't heavy enough to be annoying; just a a few flakes here and there at any given moment. It looked...rather cool, actually. They'd have to keep the food covered, but the overall effect was really pretty. Definitely girly.
"I think I'll keep it," she said aloud. "Let the festivities begin!"
[Yay Sapphic Lovefest 2009! Sorry it's up so late. My lazy day turned out to be anything but.Hold for OOC is up!]
But anyway, now was the time for the girliest girl party to ever be very girly. Okay, possibly not the girliest (she'd heard about the incredible pinkness of the first sorority meeting and shuddered), but still pretty damn girly. It would be like an antidote for the excessive maleness of yesterday. Just a slumber party for the girls (and Layla, but it wasn't her fault she was stuck like that) with food, makeup, drinks, even some arts and crafts! Mostly because she had to get rid of the supplies she'd bought for making Tahiri's banner for last week. She was going to set up a table in the back of the room where people could paint or color or do whatever.
She called in her art supplies, sending them to the designated table: glue, pens, pencils, crayons, paints, paintbrushes, charcoal, sketchpads, and a giant jar of glitter. Unfortunately, she'd either overestimated the size of the table or underestimated the amount of supplies she'd managed to pick up. Most of her supplies appeared neatly on the table, except for the glitter. That landed on the table's edge, a good half of the jar sticking out over side. It teetered in place for a moment, then decided to take the plunge, flinging itself off the table and onto the heating vents.
Which would have been less of a problem if Karla had properly screwed the lid on the jar after she'd used it last. Upon impact, the lid popped off, and glitter went streaming into the vents. And, of course, caught between the wall and the table, the jar landed on an angle, ensuring that it completely emptied itself. Cue the facepalming. Which nearly turned into headdesking when the most horrible noises started coming from the vents beneath the table. There was a lot Karla didn't know about how ventilation systems worked, but she was fairly certain of one thing: glitter and screeching sounds were probably a bad sign.
By the time she stopped cursing and realized she could probably just vanish the glitter, it had managed to work itself through the ducts and up into the walls. This resulted in a veritable shower of glitter, as it worked its way out of any available duct and vent in the room. It was even raining down from the ceiling. The glitter-shower wasn't heavy enough to be annoying; just a a few flakes here and there at any given moment. It looked...rather cool, actually. They'd have to keep the food covered, but the overall effect was really pretty. Definitely girly.
"I think I'll keep it," she said aloud. "Let the festivities begin!"
[Yay Sapphic Lovefest 2009! Sorry it's up so late. My lazy day turned out to be anything but.
Re: Kissing Games #1--Spin the Bottle
Without another thought, she leaned forward, happily kissing Claire. She really did not mind this at all.
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It landed on Rose, which gave Claire about a half a second pause recalling her conversation with Alex earlier, but that passed quickly and she grinned at the other girl.
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meta reasonsunknown reasons, Claire leaned in and gave Rose a rather nice kiss.Re: Kissing Games #1--Spin the Bottle
Rose drew out the kiss a little because she so had her honour as a damn good kisser to uphold. "Fun," she said with a wink before she spun the bottle again.
It landed on Emma, and somewhere the gods were laughing hysterically.
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"Come on then, darling," she purred, holding out a hand for Rose. "I'll show you some real fun."
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There may or may not have been tongue. Emma wouldn't tell if Rose didn't.
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And she was definitely enjoying herself, forgetting to pull back.
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She pulled back, reluctantly, only because her powers reminded her about the other people in the room. That was nice. Very nice.
"I like this game," she announced, reaching over to give the bottle a spin, watching as it came to point at Kennedy. "Would you believe I've never played it before?"
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Given the current prospect, she was not lacking in enthusiasm either. "Best game of Spin the Bottle I've ever played in my life," she said, and look out, Emma, your personal space is being encroached upon.
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"Perfectly serious, darling. All-girls schools aren't half as sapphic as porn flicks would have you think. At least, not during school hours," she laughed, before deciding personal space was over-rated, and kissing was a much better plan.
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The enthusiasm she was putting into the kiss (in a very "my skills, let me show you them" kind of way that just might involve judicious, if creative use of the tongue stud) might have suggested that hey, she'd done her best to make up for it.
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It was very nice talent, too.