[ Mercy of mercies, Orpheus is actually feeling more or less fine when it comes time to start getting ready for Prom. He still aches all over, and his thoughts are a bit fuzzier than usual, but he's got his energy back and is pretty sure everything he's seeing is actually there!
He turns up on the roof dressed in a deep purple-blue tuxedo with golden accents, a leopard print scarf draped over his shoulders, and gilded ivy leaf laurels in his hair. A tribute to Dionysus - one that's maybe a little off for the occasion, and he feels a little silly wearing it, but Elle said it looked good on him, and he trusts her judgment when it comes to fashion and formal wear much more than he trusts his own. This is maybe the second time he's had to wear a suit in his life, after all. In any case, he goes looking for Eurydice immediately, though if he happens to run into anyone else on the way he'll smile and take a shallow bow, offering his hand. ]
May I have this dance?
[ Afterwards, as the night begins to wind down, anyone other than Eurydice may find him in the art room, pulling plastic bags stuffed with something out of the supply cupboards. Noticing that he has company, he looks up, startled and shoving the bag back into the cupboard and slamming the door, before relaxing once he sees who it is. ]
Oh, hi! Sorry, I didn't hear you come in. Um, do you mind helping me with something, though, while you're here?
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He turns up on the roof dressed in a deep purple-blue tuxedo with golden accents, a leopard print scarf draped over his shoulders, and gilded ivy leaf laurels in his hair. A tribute to Dionysus - one that's maybe a little off for the occasion, and he feels a little silly wearing it, but Elle said it looked good on him, and he trusts her judgment when it comes to fashion and formal wear much more than he trusts his own. This is maybe the second time he's had to wear a suit in his life, after all. In any case, he goes looking for Eurydice immediately, though if he happens to run into anyone else on the way he'll smile and take a shallow bow, offering his hand. ]
May I have this dance?
[ Afterwards, as the night begins to wind down, anyone other than Eurydice may find him in the art room, pulling plastic bags stuffed with something out of the supply cupboards. Noticing that he has company, he looks up, startled and shoving the bag back into the cupboard and slamming the door, before relaxing once he sees who it is. ]
Oh, hi! Sorry, I didn't hear you come in. Um, do you mind helping me with something, though, while you're here?