xp_logs | Prom: Julian & Yvette (Reply)

Julian talks Yvette into dancing- which turns out to not be that hard.

The spinner was coming up on his first break when Esme's sisters drug her off the dance floor, freeing Julian up for a moment. Heading off to the tables set up off to the side, he found a moment of respite plopping himself down in a random seat.

"Hello, Julian," the other occupant of the table said, with a bright smile. Yvette was enjoying herself far more than she had expected to, what with Kevin being her surprise date. He was off dancing with Catseye, who had practically dragged him onto the floor and Yvette had been watching her friends enjoying themselves as she took a short breather herself. "Are you having the good time?" Just as well Angel had told her about the plan for Esme, or she might have been less friendly.

Julian smiled and looked into her brilliant blue eyes, "Hey, Yvette- yeah, I'm having a blast." Leaning back, he shrugged off his jacket. "What about you?"

"I am also having the blast." The glow of her eyes was bright and happy and she touched the titanium hairnet that Lil had used to put her long hair up - it was a strange, but not entirely bad feeling, having her hair piled up on her head. "Catseye was making the surprise and Kevin is being my date tonight," she said proudly.

His coat firmly hung over the back of the chair Julian leaned forward, "No kidding? Kevin came all the way out here from California? He must really like you." Having taken the flight a few months prior, he was very aware of just how long it was.

"I think Miss Clarice did the teleporting for him so it was not such the big trip," she replied, a little abashed at the thought. "Kevin and I are like the family, yes? Kinfolk, he is saying. Our powers are making us have the same problems, and we know what it is like to not be able to touch." She shrugged. "But that is being too serious for the party. I hope Esme is having the good time? Angel was saying she was feeling sad and that is why you are doing her the favour."

Unsure of how Esme would feel about her being unhappy being spread around the school, Julian shifted in his seat uncomfortably. "Yeah, she's having fun so far, and despite this being a school sanctioned event, it's actually been pretty fun." A moment of silence passed between them, despite the cacophony in the room, "Where is your date? I would think you'd have him out on the dance floor."

"I am sharing him with Catseye," she explained, seeing Julian's squirming and realising it wasn't the most welcome topic. "It is being her turn now."

"That's generous of you," his smile returned. "So that means you need a dance partner, right?"

Yvette's eyes blazed brighter and she ducked her head shyly. "I am supposing so, yes," she replied, glancing up again to give him a hesitant smile. Was this flirting? She felt very forward.

He extended a hand, "I'm probably not quite in Kevin's league, but I'm happy to try and keep up with you." Quirking his smile, "Care to dance?"

The Yvette of old would have shrunk back, overcome with shyness and fear of her powers. But that Yvette was two years and many, many experiences ago. With another eye flash - her version of a blush - she raised her gloved hand to his. "I would very much like to dance," she replied with an answering smile.