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Enchanted Aquatica---the Prom [WIDE OPEN Y'ALL]
The day had finally arrived for her big event, and Starfire couldn't be happier---or more nervous, actually. She was certainly not an expert on the inner workings of a prom, but it couldn't be too terribly complicated, right? As long as the people could eat, dance, and talk, it should be a reasonable success.
With that in mind, her decorations sprung from her mind into the large dome all around her, transforming a grey Sensorium into a beautiful underwater world, one with clear waters and free from the possibility of a shark attack.
The first change was the scent of the air, shifting into the comforting salty scent of the seas. Then the ground beneath her feet became a hardened sandstone, maintaining the gritty texture while remaining easy to walk upon---except for the smooth dance floor, of course. The grey dome transformed into a flowing bluish-green, rippling all around with fish of all colors passing in the background. Some of the 'sky' faded into a violet tone over the dance floor, lit by glowing circular lights in every color. Suspended in midair, they almost looked like motionless fireflies, though they sometimes swayed in tune with songs.
Tables arose from coral in all colors, rising from the ground and twisting to provide a flattened surface on the very top---rounded ones for guests, and long tables off to the side containing shell-bowls of food. Chairs were large floating clam shells with well cushioned interiors, some large enough to hold two people. More comfortable spongy places to sit were also littered across the area, notably by the large shell-shaped enclosure that was the promised swimming pool. It too was lit by the floating lights, providing what she hoped was a romantic atmosphere.
Finally, the glowing stage above the dance floor couldn't help but attract attention with its chairs. Six royal thrones and one plush chair of all colors directly in the middle rested in the back of the stage, leaving the front open for announcements. Just off to the side of the stage stood the DJ's table, with even that machine painted to match the soft underwater glow of the scenery.
Everything finally seemed pleasing to Starfire. With one last change, dressing herself in the formal attire of the prom, she sent out the signal to everyone and waited. She hoped they would have a wonderful time.
With that in mind, her decorations sprung from her mind into the large dome all around her, transforming a grey Sensorium into a beautiful underwater world, one with clear waters and free from the possibility of a shark attack.
The first change was the scent of the air, shifting into the comforting salty scent of the seas. Then the ground beneath her feet became a hardened sandstone, maintaining the gritty texture while remaining easy to walk upon---except for the smooth dance floor, of course. The grey dome transformed into a flowing bluish-green, rippling all around with fish of all colors passing in the background. Some of the 'sky' faded into a violet tone over the dance floor, lit by glowing circular lights in every color. Suspended in midair, they almost looked like motionless fireflies, though they sometimes swayed in tune with songs.
Tables arose from coral in all colors, rising from the ground and twisting to provide a flattened surface on the very top---rounded ones for guests, and long tables off to the side containing shell-bowls of food. Chairs were large floating clam shells with well cushioned interiors, some large enough to hold two people. More comfortable spongy places to sit were also littered across the area, notably by the large shell-shaped enclosure that was the promised swimming pool. It too was lit by the floating lights, providing what she hoped was a romantic atmosphere.
Finally, the glowing stage above the dance floor couldn't help but attract attention with its chairs. Six royal thrones and one plush chair of all colors directly in the middle rested in the back of the stage, leaving the front open for announcements. Just off to the side of the stage stood the DJ's table, with even that machine painted to match the soft underwater glow of the scenery.
Everything finally seemed pleasing to Starfire. With one last change, dressing herself in the formal attire of the prom, she sent out the signal to everyone and waited. She hoped they would have a wonderful time.
Re: DANCE FLOOR
Still. It would make Rachel happy and he was glad for the opportunity to spend some time with her, no matter the circumstances. He stared around him with that rather eerie, bird-like flick of his head as he tried to spot her in the crowd. Where'd she gone to?
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Not that he was doing great at the 'decent clothes' bit.
She casually strode over to him on the dance floor, with a small smile. It was nice, even if he was so obviously awkward about it. But she could fix that.
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"Hey. Uh, you look good." Not exactly Shakespeare, but it worked.
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She pulled him a bit closer, with the intent of leading him out to dance with her, and she said, "you look... better," she laughed slightly, but it was good humoured. "You kind of give off the 'don't-want-to-be-here' vibe though."
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"I mean--I want to be here. With you. But I thought we were supposed to keep my morphing quiet." With the loud music and the crowd, he felt comfortable enough speaking in quiet tones to Rachel.
"Aren't they gonna wonder who the awkward kid with long hair is?"
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"I know," she said, sympathetically. "But it's... complicated, I guess." She gave a half shrug, nonchalant. "The whole thing's been kind of blown, anyway. It'll be fine. Besides, I think most people are kind of occupied with their own stuff."
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"I think Jake just wanted to keep it quiet since it's good to have something they don't know." A pause.
"Sorry. You don't wanna talk about this stuff while we're supposed to be having a good time."
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"I guess. But whatever. I'll deal with it if he throws a fit over some dance." She shook her head and said, "No big. But yeah, let's just worry about that later, okay?"
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"I don't think he will. Let's just relax though, yeah?" Easier said then done. He occasionally glances around the room, the same movement he makes in the air or on a branch. Looking for potential threats. He was also trying to keep track of the time, but didn't want to ruin Rachel's mood by asking how long it had been.
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"Yeah. That sounds fine," Rachel said, nodding her head almost imperceptibly. She saw him looking around, and it bothered her but... there wasn't much she could do about that. She frowned just slightly, but kept silent. She knew what it was about. She just held back anything about it for now.
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"What do you think of the decor?"
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"Besides being totally weird and taking 'theme' too far?" she joked in reply to his question. "It's okay. I'm betting you hate it, though."
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