[h3]Meredith and Luigi[/h3]
[sub]No formatting coz I'm lazy[/sub]
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Meredith watched the whole party go forth, her arms crossed and fingers rapping against her own arms. For being a gathering of three schools it was going decently... dull even. Well there was the host of the party confusing the dolly witch for a magical girl show and certain Mephisto fool was making an ass of himself with some Mephisto version of senior Kath. She sighed. Even Wolf was not even on sight. Well, at least less drama. She really needed the drink though... it distracted her from other cravings.

A whistling began to pierce the murmurs and music as Vile returned, a metal tray in hand with one of each type of drink. His movements were slow as he tried his hardest to maintain his balance as he waded through the sea of humanity around him, his height giving him an advantage, the tray going over most people's heads.

"I have no idea what you like in terms of drinks, so I got one of each." Vile says, presenting the drinks to Mer with a bow, while bending his knees. "I hope this is ok. I hate playing guessing games."

Mer looked at the drinks, then at Luigi. She raised an eyebrow, and took just one random drink, before downing it in one go. "You don't need to be so... old fashioned Luigi. You see any of these kids... besides the ohohohoho Princess and the Dolly Witch doing that?"

"No, but I stay at my level and try my hardest to not drop down to fit with the crowd. Besides, I enjoy being dramatic." Luigi states, as he stands back up. He picks a drink and tosses it back. "...Mmm....Regret that choice." He states, wrinkling his nose. "I just can't seem to get my taste buds around some of this fancier stuff. It's like La Croix."

"oh well. I guess we need to find other sources of entertainment." She offered her hand. "Let's try not to shame your school too much in the dance floor, eh?" She said.

Luigi wasn't sure if that was a dig at him, his school, his robotic stiffness, or some sort of self-diss on Mer's part, but Vile sensed a challenge being issued. He set the tray of drinks on some poor fellow's head, leaving it balanced enough to trap the sap under threat of making a scene, before taking Mer's hand and following her.

"Man, you're no fun." Meredith drew closer to Luigi, with little regard for personal space, as she danced with the tall cyborg. Superhuman agility and strength had their mundane uses, and she kept dancing with poise. "You got one hell of a couple for this dance, and you keep wandering about."

Luigi replied to moving like, well, a robot. Movements were smooth, each step landing where he wished, luckily not stomping Mer's feet with his steel soles. "Hmm. We could get fancier about our dance. How do you feel about being tossed and caught?" Vile asks quietly, during one of the more close pressed moments. "As for wandering about, I'm trying to follow your lead...So far that's been quite fun."

"I can fly, dummy." She added. "Being tossed is no big deal." She giggled as she continued to do the lead.

Luigi like a locomotive gaining steam started to speed up, trying to seize control of the dance. "So maybe adding some acrobatics to our dance isn't out of the question?" He asks with a mischievous grin.

"Do you even need to ask that?" Meredith said, as she exerted herself and ended up lifting Luigi in the air for a spin.

"Not what I mea-!" Luigi starts, before he tries his best to stay level as to not end up crashing into the ground, and ending up in the basement. He does his best to play it off, and go with the flow, but it's not hard to tell he's not a fan of being in the air.

Meredith giggled softly, before tilting her head coyly."Sorry. It's my first time... so, what did yoy have in mind?"

"....I was thinking of me picking you up, but...This is definitely more flashy." Luigi says. "Warn me next time strong stuff. " He adds, before trying to continue the dance without missing a beat.

Meredith just did a coy smile. "So what are you waiting for? Spin me like you spin those french guns." Meredith said as she continued to dance alongside Luigi.

"Hmm, a spin...that's a good idea!" Luigi says. "How about a ballerina spin my dear, instead of high flying gymnastics?"

"Mm...not my style but okay."

"Well, what is your style?"

"Rough and wild, but I can accomodate."

".........." This reply seems to cause the cyborg to stall for a few moments as he processes. "...Oh. Well, I like to please, so how about we turn the wild up a few notches? I'm not sure how to dance rough, but wild, that I can get behind."

"Just do what you feel. If you are unused to, no need to overexert yourself."

"I held together detonating enough explosives to level a house, and the house falling on me. Dancing isn't going to do anything...." Vile says, as he begins to move with stiff, robotic motions, humorously starting to do the Robot. He begins his little routine by mocking winding himself up like a tin soldier, his movements going from sluggish, to a normal speed, and eventually he's moving rather fast. He begins to wind down, bowing and motioning to Mer as though saying it was her turn to show off again.

"Robot eh?" Meredith smiled, as she started doing something else. An oriental bellydancing, complete with spins and hip movements.

Luigi watched as she danced, and in his routine mechanically tugged on his shirt collar, small puffs of steam escaping. "Where did you learn those dance moves?" Luigi asks with a goofy smile forming across his face. He was having fun, for the first time in a long time.

"...what do you think my mother's daily exercise routine did involve, Luigi?" She added, as she pressed herself against him once more. "So what next, hotshot?"

"I...I'm not quite sure... Wanna keep dancing, or go do something else? I'm sure there's some trouble we could find..." Luigi offers, smiling as he wrapped his arms around her for a hug.

"...I need to eat." Meredith confessed as she hugged him back. "...A lot in fact."

"We talking a buffet...or...?" Luigi asks as he dances them away from the crowd, basically carrying her if she allowed.

"I see several young bachelors." Meredith said. "Just kidding. Buffet it is."

"Hmm, to public. I could escort you through the rougher parts of tow- Oh, Buffet. Gotcha." Luigi says, chuckling a bit. He notices the ball was light on food, and decides in the purely metaphorical sense to blow this popsicle stand. He starts to carry Mer out of the ball. "Let's ditch this boring crap and go grab a bite then." He says to Mer, a big goofy grin plastered on his face.

"But...I need to help collect funds! Mer is a good girl..."

"I...what?" Luigi asks, seeming a bit worried. "What do you mean funds? Are you ok? I think that's the first time I've heard you refer to yourself in third person." 
He shifts his hold on Mer slightly, trying to hold her in a more soothing, comfortable way.

"Charity event, duh. I need to grab a box and smile."

"I know, but they've everyone under the sun here. They're gonna make a killing anyway...besides, you helped fight the cultists. Saved my life. You've done more than enough, and proved you're not just a good girl....you're the best girl." Luigi says, setting Mer down. "...I could run quick and grab something, then bring it back?"

"Alright. Go forth then. I have faith in you... or whatever" Meredith smiled as she pried herself off Luigi. She had some nice fun today, but St. Laurels still had some work for her to do.

Vile nods and runs off to go fetch Mer some food, soon after he vanishes out of sight the loud sounds of a running scrap-heap echos as he does in deed, run.