I'm Gonna Run This Nothing Town (OPEN)

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A slow grin pulled at his lips at the sharp comment of given permission to direct his attention elsewhere. Now why would he go and do a thing like that? Especially when she was so keen on trying to drive him away instead of indulging in the fun that he was providing, she didn't have to dance with him. Yet. Here she was, hand upon his shoulder. The other in his hand, while his other rested upon her waist drawing her closer. “It wouldn’t hurt you to take your wand out of your arse, either…” A baritoned laugh escaped his full lips, blue eyes drifting toward the magic hanging above them. How they glimmered and popped, the pink and red was a irritating thing to see. But no matter. Gideon wasn't known for his taste, in fact Sebastian found it a bit upon the muggle side.

"Is that your way of flirting with me, Rosier?" He asked with a tilt of his head, a slow smirk pulling at the corner of his lips. Staring down at her.

@priscilla || I AM REALLY SORRY FOR THE WAIT!

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"Is that your way of flirting with me, Rosier?"

It was the sort of question that Priscilla couldn't help but to take as bait. Before her betrothal to Riley Fudge, she almost certainly would have flirted with Sebastian Savage—either seriously or just for the fun of it. She had always loved boys, and she had always found a certain thrill in trying to get (and keep) their attention. It was hardly a secret that she was the same way with her own fiancé, too. "Obsession" was too strong a word for Priscilla's liking, but she certainly enjoyed Riley's company.

In general, she liked attention. Well, she enjoyed receiving attention. Showering other people with what could be rightfully hers? Not so much. And neither was she in the business of flattering Sebastian too much, especially not when he knew just as well as she did that nothing would ever happen between them.

"I'm practically a married woman," Priscilla smiled, a subtle reminder in his direction not to try anything. "Or do you regularly play the role of homewrecker?" she asked, smirking in turn. She was goading him right back, of course, and had no qualms about doing that much.

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A slow grin pulled at his lips as his blue eyes stared down at her, drifting her along the dance floor to the tune of the song. He was a flirtatious one, he knew it, and the pureblooded wizard did not care of whom figured it out sooner or later. He had been in fights before, sometimes he lost. But he never learned his lesson, why would he? It was fun getting men worked up over the fact that their own women fawned over him. Why? Because Seb knew he was handsome, vain as ever. It gave him this unknown stream of confidence that prevented anyone to really knock him off his high horse.

He watched her smile then. "I'm practically a married woman," He shrugged casually as he ran his tongue along his bottom lip. Drawing the flesh between his lips as he gave her an amused grin. Amused at her reminder to not try anything. Oh, how adorable. He thought to himself, smirking as she continued to speak. "Or do you regularly play the role of homewrecker?" "I'm only a homewrecker, if you allow me. I have no qualms of being your dirty little secret." Giving her a wink, he grinned at her shamelessly.

@priscilla

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Sebastian Savage might have been arrogant, but dealing with that sort of behavior was hardly new for Priscilla. She put up with it mostly because they were in mixed company. If he had dared to act the same way among only their kind, well, she doubted that she would have been the first person to chew into him. He smirked at her warning to him, though, and replied without haste. “I'm only a homewrecker,” he noted, “if you allow me. I have no qualms of being your dirty little secret.”

“This,” Priscilla pursed her lips in caution, “doesn’t go beyond dancing, Savage.” It might have been a Valentine’s Ball, she thought, but that didn’t give him license to act on the occasion. “The moment Riley cuts in,” she added, “I’m his.”

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“This,” She spoke in caution, prompting his brow to quirk in curiosity as she stared up at him. “doesn’t go beyond dancing, Savage.” "You must have me confused for someone else, I won't act upon something that isn't consensual. Granted, you are attractive. If this doesn't go beyond dancing, I'm fine with that. I rather enjoy getting under your skin anyhow." He instructed with honestly as he continued his tempo with the music that played melodically around them.

“The moment Riley cuts in,” She added, as he drew her closer to him with a tilt of his head. Blue eyes staring down at her with a furrowed brow. “I’m his.” "You keep saying that, but I have yet to see your husband to be... so I suppose dancing with me would have to suffice. Hmm? Tell you what, forget about your fiancee for one hour. Dance with me in the merit of this bloody theme and if you still feel the same then as you do now. I will leave you be and wish you a happy betrothal. If you happen to enjoy my company, don't be afraid to seek it out later. Is that suitable for you, love?"

@priscilla || hope this is okay! <3

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"You must have me confused for someone else," Sebastian informed her. Priscilla knew that he knew that she knew full well who he was, so it wasn't exactly a line that worked on her, per se. It was just a continuation of his need to remain "suave", she supposed, but then he continued to speak. "I won't act upon something that isn't consensual," he explained. "Granted, you are attractive. If this doesn't go beyond dancing, I'm fine with that. I rather enjoy getting under your skin anyhow."

On that last point, well, that made two of them, didn't it? Riley was intelligent, of course; he was a Ravenclaw like she, but they didn't really spar or match wits with one another. Riley was soft and too tightly wound around her finger for that. He never said anything that she didn't agree with or that she hadn't already suggested to him. While one element of that was, of course, her being more feminine and less confrontational and everything else that came with being betrothed at barely sixteen, a small part of Priscilla craved a little bit more… zest.

When she mentioned the moment that Riley would cut in to dance with her instead, Sebastian didn't sound quite so convinced of it. "You keep saying that," he pointed out, "but I have yet to see your husband to be… so I suppose dancing with me would have to suffice. Hmm?"

Priscilla gave a response that suggested a nod. It was a ball, and it wasn't out of the ordinary to have multiple dance partners over the course of a night.

On that note, Sebastian proposed that she forget about Riley for an hour, dance with him, and then… Well, if she felt the same towards him, he said, he would leave her be. If not, it appeared that he was giving her the option to break things off with Riley—or at least go behind his back.

"Is that suitable for you, love?"

"Of course, Savage," Priscilla replied, with a tone not dissimilar to one she would have used if she were agreeing to browsing through a shop. Were there repercussions if she were to take advantage of the second part of Sebastian's offer to her? There were, but there was also nothing binding her to follow through with it.

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"Of course, Savage," she replied. In all honesty, he had half expected her to disregard his offer like all his other advances. But instead, she didn't. In place of disregard was contemplation, that it was a possible adventure set for the future should she allow it. Which he was happy within all retrospect. Because if it were to happen, then by Merlin it would. If not, well... he'd just find some other dame to toss the sheets with and that would be that. Granted, he didn't often have the same girl twice seeing he wasn't the committing sort in that regard. Why? Simply because often girls were clingy, boring. Always wanted something more than what he had to offer.

"Then we have an arrangement, Rosier." He spoke with a bow of his head as he lead her across the dance floor. Sebastian always fancied a challenge, enjoyed it really. The more a girl played hard to get, the more he was determined to take. To prove that he could meet those very standards with glorified colors. But he'd settle for a little bit of cat and mouse, for a boiling point. He had all the time in the world it seemed regardless if he did not know what he was going to do once he graduated. Perhaps get himself a job to which his family wouldn't approve of a pureblood like him to have. "I am sorry however, that your husband to be isn't the first to dance with you." He stated matter of factly, his blue eyes sweeping over their peers that waltzed around them.

"He should be in my stead."

@priscilla

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There was little chance that Sebastian Savage's offer would come to fruition in its entirety, Priscilla knew. She had long been betrothed to Riley, and there was nothing that would ever change that. Their families had made an agreement, and they intended to see it through. To do any less was shameful just to think about.

Still, it was the improbability of it that made it almost fun to entertain. Savage was of pure blood, unlike so many of the other students (and that wasn't even considering the Americans, whose "pure"-bloods were as soiled as they came).

"Then we have an arrangement, Rosier."

Priscilla smirked a little as Sebastian led her across the floor. It was never going to happen, though she appreciated how sorry he said he was that her "husband"—though Riley wasn't her husband quite yet—wasn't there to be the first to dance with her. "He should be in my stead," Sebastian added.

"Oh, I'm sure he's fashionably late," Priscilla smiled. She could put on a show as well as anyone, and a little bit of attention never hurt anyone.

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OOC: Maybe one more from each of us to end this one? I'd love to see her come crawling back to Sebastian more currently IC. Haha.